Chapter Thirteen
N o hesitation, I shoved into her addictive cunt.
Her pussy wet from her desire and my release, I sank to the hilt and everything except the woman in my arms disappeared. Hot and perfect and so fucking tight, it was as if she were made for me. Fuck, I wanted to stay inside her forever.
My mouth on her, I tasted the heat between her breasts. “Tell me…” I drove deep into her. “Tell me your name.”
“Brookelyn,” she panted, arching her back into my thrust. “ Brookelyn .”
“Jesus, woman, I could fuck you forever.” Sliding in and out of her, I let go of her lie because I didn’t have words for how fucking perfect she felt.
“Garrett,” she moaned, her head falling back.
I pulled one of her hard nipples into my mouth and sucked. Her fingers dug into my biceps, and I lost my fucking mind. Riding her, I couldn’t remember the last time I fucked. Too many years downrange, the women between deployments, they all paled compared to the wild-haired beauty under me, matching me thrust for thrust.
I didn’t know what the fuck made her different, but she was.
So goddamn different, possessive shit clouded my head.
Sucking her other nipple, licking my way up her neck, biting her bottom lip, I thrust against her G-spot and threw out words that were both outrageous and idiotic. “Wait for me.”
“I can’t….”
I ground my hips and hit her clit .
She moaned. “I can’t wait much longer.” Her eyes fluttered shut. “I’m gonna come.”
“Look at me.” Grasping her chin, I stilled.
Her eyes, unfocused and so damn sexy, opened and landed on me. “I want to come.”
Low and almost inaudible, I growled. “You’re gonna. But I’m not talking about your orgasm, beautiful.” I brought my lips against hers. “I want you here when I get back.”
She sucked in a sharp breath, and I didn’t wait for a response.
I shoved my tongue in her mouth and I fucked her. Hard, but slow, I drove into her mind-numbing heat. Over and over, I ground my hips and edged her clit with my thumb. I kissed her, I fucked her, I tasted every inch.
I didn’t want to just make her come.
I wanted her to beg for it.
I wanted her to shake with need, and I wanted to blow her fucking mind.
I wanted the next ninety days to not be just a goddamn countdown for me, but for her as well. I knew I was a fucking fool. She was hiding more shit than I probably wanted to know about, but her body under me, writhing, covered in sweat, I was cocky enough to think I had a handle on her.
“Please,” she begged. “I need to come.”
Stroking her G-spot, I inhaled through my nose as my jaw tightened. “Not yet, beautiful.” I rimmed her clit once, twice. “Not yet.” Fuck, I was ready to explode, but I wanted her orgasm to fucking last. “Almost.” I dropped my voice, and she started to shake. “Almost.” I nipped her ear. “You feel that?” My cock fucking swelled and I was done. I had no control to stop what was coming. “You feel how fucking hard I am for you?”
“Come in me, come in me.” She frantically thrust against my thumb, my cock. “Oh my God, Garrett .” She gripped the back of my neck and her hips jerked.
Then her wet, quivering pussy was coming .
Clamping down on my cock like a fucking vise grip, she exploded. Her arms locked, her head fell back, her back bowed and a cry, more shock than groan, erupted from her chest.
My muscles went rigid, my brain shut down and for two whole contracting spasms of her sweet pussy around my dick, my world fell into slow motion.
Back stiff, balls tight, jaw clenched—I fucking lost it.
A flood of semen shot from my body, and I filled her needy cunt with pulse after pulse of my release.
My cock exploding with the strongest orgasm I’d ever fucking had, I didn’t just fill her. She filled me. Every mind-fuck possessive thought known to man sank into my consciousness.
I wanted to fuck her, body and soul. I wanted to know every thought in her complicated head. I wanted to smell her on my sheets, and I wanted to breathe her in every damn day my eyes opened and I was still alive.
I wanted to own this woman.
Fuck, I wanted to own her .
It was the only excuse I had for letting the next words come out of my mouth.
“You. Are. Mine.” Balls deep, my release and her desire soaking my cock, I thrust hard. “ All mine .”