Chapter 16
This was new.
Waking up with an arm full of soft woman was not how I usually woke up.
I buried my nose in unruly curls and inhaled.
Though it should’ve been impossible, she smelled like flowers.
Some sort of purpley smell that I could get used to waking up next to.
On that thought, I couldn’t help but to smile at how pissed she was when I crawled into bed next to her.
Which of course led me to think about how even more pissed she was going to be when she woke up still in my arms.
I’d heard the guys moving around the house for the last hour, but nothing short of an RPG taking out the side of the house was going to pull me from this bed.
Or from her. We had some unfinished business from last night.
And I planned on doing exactly what I told her I was going to do.
However, before I started I needed her fully awake and alert.
It took a while but she finally stirred. “Mornin’, Doll.”
Her body went from pliant and soft to stiff. And it happened immediately.
“Brooks…”
It was a clear warning to stop my roaming hands. One I was going to ignore. I pressed her closer to me and whispered, “How’d you sleep?”
“Not well,” she mumbled.
“Liar.”
“We need to get up.”
No, we didn’t. Not until I reminded her of a few things.
“Not yet.” My hand moved from her stomach to her hip. And I held her where I wanted her. Her ass flush against my hard-on. “We’ve got time.”
She didn't make me wait long, her sweet ass pushed back and my hand was on the move again.
Under the elastic of her shorts, finally reaching bare skin.
So fucking silky-soft, my cock jerked in response.
I wanted this time to be slow. I wanted to take my time and tease her.
But with her ass rubbing against my crotch it was too much.
I started to push her shorts down, needing them out of my way.
Thankfully she lifted her ass and took over.
"Turn your head, Doll, I want your mouth."
Without hesitation she brought her mouth to mine. So fucking sweet. Her tongue glided against mine and she moaned. That was sweet, too. Swallowing the sexy mews she made. I hitched her leg over my hip, walked my fingertips down her inner thigh, and traced along the side of her panties.
"Brooks." She broke the kiss.
"Right here, Doll."
"Please touch me."
My finger drifted over her cotton-covered slit and it was my turn to moan.
"You're soaked." I could feel her excitement through the wet material, which ratcheted up my desire.
She didn't answer. Instead, she pushed back, rubbing her bare ass against my now throbbing cock.
I pushed her panties aside debating whether or not to rip the offending material clean off her body.
But when my fingers touched the smooth skin of her pussy, all thoughts about underwear flew out the window. So did any thoughts of going slow.
"Keep your legs wide for me, Doll." She adjusted her leg over my hip, opening herself further. Two fingers slipped in and she bucked. "So fucking hot and wet."
And I did what I'd told her I’d do last night, I didn't delay.
With my fingers working her pussy, my other hand went under her shirt, yanked the cup of her bra down, and palmed her perky tit.
I was mindless, my hands moved on their own, purely on instinct.
I pinched and rolled her nipple while I made sure the heel of my hand was grinding down on her clit as my fingers worked in and out of her tight slit.
"Brooks," she panted.
I'd planned on only getting her off with my fingers, but the need in her voice was my undoing.
I yanked my hand out of her panties, rolled her to her back, pushed her shirt up, bra down, and finally tugged her underwear down her legs, tossing them over my shoulder.
I barely had my cock freed when she wrapped her long legs around my hips and tightened them.
I palmed my hard-on and guided the tip inside, and with one hard thrust I buried myself deep.
Fuck.
Better than I remembered.
Fucking fantastic.
Tatiana squeezed her thighs around me and threw her head back.
"Yes."
I lowered myself over her, rested on my forearm. I drove in hard. One hand went between us and I knew I found what I was looking for when her hips jerked and she groaned. I set a brutal pace and let myself go. Her hands pawed at my back and she held on with her legs, meeting me thrust for thrust.
"Mouth, babe. I wanna taste your moans as you come around my cock."
She righted her head, but instead of kissing her like I told her I wanted, I couldn't tear my eyes away from hers. Soft. Heated. Needful. Just like I'd seen the first time. So fucking beautiful that if I'd had any control left it was gone.
"Get there, Tatiana," I begged.
Pleasure surrounded me, tingling had started at the base of my spine and it'd spread everywhere.
My balls were tightening and threatening to explode.
Her inner muscles spasmed and I was losing the battle.
She was too tight. Too hot. Too sexy. Too fucking much, I couldn't handle it.
She was staring right back into my eyes and just like all the times before they were telling me everything.
"Baby," I panted in warning. "I'm gonna come. Catch up."
I was so damn lost in everything that was Tatiana Jones I feared I'd be lost forever.
"Brooks," she wailed and I slammed my mouth onto hers. With one last thrust I fell. The taste of her enveloped me, her pussy convulsed, her legs around my back twitched, her arms around my neck tightened. Yeah, I was lost in her. And I was more than all right with it.
I slowed our kiss, not wanting it to end.
I knew the minute our lips pulled apart she'd close down.
I wasn't ready for the bullshit she was going to say.
The lies she was going to try to convince herself of.
I didn't want to see the shine in her pretty eyes turn hard.
Not after what we just shared. The sex was great, better than great, but it was the look she'd given me that was better.
No pretense. No bullshit. No hiding. In the time she'd held my gaze and allowed me to see her, the real unguarded her, meant something to me.
And what it meant was, shit had just changed between us.
Knowing what I knew about Monroe and how he'd dicked her over, yet she still gave me that. Yeah, shit had changed. And I was not a stupid man, I wouldn't squander what she'd given me. Even if she wasn't aware she had.
"Mornin'," I repeated, moving my lips from hers to the soft skin of her neck.
"Morning," she returned, stretching, giving me better access to her throat.
"You taste so fucking good." My tongue traced her jaw up to her ear. "So damn sweet,” I whispered when I made it to her ear.
Thank God, my softening dick was still inside of her or I would've missed how her insides clenched at my admission.
I'd thought her eyes told the real story, but I'd found another way to figure out what she liked.
She could lie with her words, but her body would tell the truth.
That meant good things for me. I planned on spending a considerable amount of time inside of her.
"So do you." I lifted my head in shock and stared down at her. Still soft and relaxed. "What?"
"Nothing. Sometimes you surprise me." Her brows pulled together and I used my thumb to smooth the furrowed skin. "You ready for breakfast?"
Gone was the lazy sated look. "Yeah."
"No way, Tatiana. Don't put that hand back up."
"I'm—”
"Yes, you are. You're getting ready to close up and kick me out of this bed. I'm telling you now, that's not gonna happen. Yesterday, I fucked up and walked outta the shower when I should've stayed and set you straight."
"Set me straight?" The creases on her forehead were back, this time no amount of smoothing was going to work to flatten the skin.
“That's what I said.”
"I heard what you said, Brooks. I'm just a little surprised you think you can straighten me out."
"Doll."
"Don't ‘Doll’ me. And you're right, I'm kicking you out of bed. Get off me."
Her legs unwrapped from around my hips, she planted them on the bed, and she jerked her hips up.
Bad play. When she pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and bit down, I knew she'd found the error in her movement. With my cock still buried inside of her, she'd done nothing but drive me deeper.
"Tatiana," I warned. "Stay still."
Her eyes snapped to mine and they were shooting fire. Passion and anger swirled together.
"Get up." She bucked again.
"Baby, you keep movin' like that, he's gonna get up. And when he does, we're going for round two."
"Not gonna happen, Brooks."
"Heard that before, Doll. Considering my dick is still inside of you and getting harder by the second I think I proved it's gonna happen."
"You're annoying," she moaned.
"No. I'm right."
And once again, the words she spoke were bullshit but her body wasn't lying.
Neither were her eyes. Sharp fingernails blazed a path up my back and I wondered if she'd drawn blood as they made their way into my hair.
With two handfuls, she pulled my head down and met me halfway.
Her kiss was desperate, hungry, but no less sweet.
Her hips bucked again and even though I'd come a few minutes before, I was ready again.
"Roll over," she murmured on my lips.
With a shake of my head, I denied her request and slammed into her. Over and over I thrusted harder, faster. I couldn't deny what our bodies wanted.
"Roll over," she repeated on a groan. Her hips bucking harder this time. I gave in and took her with me as I settled on my back.
Why the fuck had I denied her first demand? She looked magnificent perched on my lap. Full tits on display, flat stomach, strong thighs pressed against mine, the muscles straining as she lifted herself up and then lowered down on my dick. Christ, she was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen.
"Baby, lean forward." She ignored me and slammed down, rocking her hips and grinding before she lifted up again. "Tatiana. Lean down."
She wasn't paying attention to a damn thing I was saying.
She didn't slow, didn't acknowledge me, didn't even look at me.
She was lost in her own world as she fucked the hell out of me.
Everything about her felt good, except the no eye contact.
I quickly knifed up and fisted her hair, bringing her face close to mine.
"When you’re fucking me, you look at me. You do not go inside your head," I growled. Her eyes blinked and she finally focused on me. "There you are. When I'm inside of you, I get all of you. Your eyes are on me. You do not ever go someplace else."
She nodded and I laid back down, bringing her with me.
"Ride me, baby. But keep your pretty eyes open and look at me. I wanna watch you fall apart." Her head bobbed her response and her hips rocked. "Good God, you feel good. So fucking beautiful." Our gazes locked and I watched as an emotion I couldn't read took over.
Tatiana was rough, she was wild, and she could fuck. It took her minutes to take me to the edge.
“Come on, baby, get there. I'm close.”
My hands left her ass and cupped both of her tits, bringing one to my mouth I latched on and rolled my tongue around the hard nipple.
My confession had her grinding harder, moving faster, if she didn't catch up I was going to come without her.
Finally her body shook and she flew apart.
I'd forgotten all about my own pleasure, watching her take hers.
I felt the pressure building, I was vaguely aware my cock was jerking and my orgasm had broken loose.
But none of that mattered. Watching Tatiana quiver in ecstasy was better.
I was beyond physical attraction, we’d slid firmly into complicated.