Chapter 14
Chapter
Fourteen
GIO
Apinky promise.
She sealed her fate with that kiss.
It might not have been on my lips, but it was the first one she initiated and gave me herself. And she did it all while making a vow to me. A vow I’ll never forget.
Her piercing blue eyes are drinking me in, the heat swirling in the depths going straight to my dick even though I just came down her throat.
“It’s time for your reward for being such a good girl,” I rumble.
I watch as her pupils dilate. “My reward?”
“Get on your bed.”
“W-What?” she stammers, at a loss for words. Did she think I was going to leave her hanging? I might be a tease and enjoy edging her, but I’ll never leave her wanting.
“Get on your bed,” I repeat, my tone commanding as I move to stand up, crossing the few feet until I’m standing next to the side of her bed.
I slowly unbutton the rest of the buttons on my shirt.
Her greedy eyes watch one by one as she slowly makes her way over.
She looks as if she’s lost in a trance. Bronwyn sits on her bed as I pull my shirt off, letting it fall on the floor.
She has no idea how the way she’s looking at me right now is stroking my ego, giving me a sense of male satisfaction I’ve never felt before.
Maybe it’s because I’ve never cared if someone looked at me like I’m their every want and need before.
That’s my look to have, and if I find out she’s given it to another, I’m going to fucking kill him.
Bronwyn slides up on the bed until her head falls back on her pillow as I strip the rest of my clothes off, leaving me naked while she’s fully clothed. Her legs spread, welcoming me between them. My fists come down on either side of her head, caging her in.
Lowering my head, I let my breath linger on her lips. She sharply inhales as her lips part ever so slightly. I run my nose gently along her jaw and down the base of her neck. The smooth skin tickles my nose, making my dick jump at the thought of covering her pretty flesh with my cum.
She sighs softly as I nuzzle the crook of her neck.
“You smell like jasmine and vanilla,” I mumble against her skin, nipping at the flesh.
Bronwyn lets out a small moan, her fingers lacing in my hair. “It’s my body wash.”
“Smells good.” I nip again, this time harder. “Good enough to eat.”
She gasps as I abruptly sit up and slide my hands under her top, dragging it over her head in one swoop, tossing it off to the side. I sharply inhale at the sight of her.
No fucking bra.
Her round, full tits look heavy and puckered, all ready for me. Jesus, I knew they would be made for me. Everything about her is.
I lean back down, placing a kiss on her collarbone and trailing down in between her breasts.
My fingers tuck into her waistband, tugging her bottoms down over her hips and down her legs.
I want to take this slow, but with the way she’s looking at me combined with her body looking like the type of sin that was built for me, my control is hanging on by a thread.
My tongue circles around her navel as I watch tiny goosebumps appear on her skin. I continue my descent down until I reach my prize and deeply inhale. She smells just like I remember, except this time it’s fresh and mine for the taking.
Bronwyn gasps, the fingers in my hair tightening as give her clit a light suck before circling her entrance.
“Fucking drenched,” I groan against the pink flesh, nuzzling my face in it.
Tasting her on her toy did nothing to prepare me for the real thing.
Her juices coat my beard as I begin my assault on her pussy.
She tugs on my hair hard as I insert two fingers inside her without warning, making me grunt.
She’s fucking tight. The wet sound can be heard throughout her apartment as I stretch her to prepare for me.
Her moans, gasps, and breathy sighs are only spurring me on.
It’s going to hurt, but she can take it.
Her walls flutter around my fingers. I can tell she’s close from her high-pitched moans. She’s ready to take me. Giving one last good lick to the side of her clit, I remove my fingers and lift my head. My mouth is coated in her as I watch her face twist in panic.
“No,” she whines as she tries to push my head back down.
“Shhh,” I coo as I reach over and nab my wallet from my pants on the floor to grab a condom. “You’re going to get what you want. You’re just not going to get it without me.”
I take a mental picture of her writhing with need before me. Her blue eyes staring up at me with a desperation I put there. She’s magnificent, and she’s all mine.
Using my teeth, I rip the condom wrapper open and hand it to her. “Put it on me.”
Bronwyn doesn’t waste any time sitting up and taking it from my hands. Looks like I’ve found one thing she follows directions for without pushback. I guess I need to involve my dick more.
It takes everything in me not to blow in her hand as she rolls the condom on.
“You’re so thick,” she whispers in awe, her tone so low I don’t think I was meant to hear it.
I crowd her space, forcing her to lie back down on the bed as I position myself between her legs.
My rough hand slowly runs from her ankle and up the side until I reach her knee.
I hike her leg up around my waist as I thrust my hips forward, the head of my cock kissing her entrance.
Her breath hitches as her greedy pussy sucks me.
A loud groan leaves my lips as I thrust further in, her walls clamping down at the intrusion. Shit, she’s fucking tight. She lets out a small, pained cry.
“It’s okay, baby. I know it hurts, but it will feel so good soon,” I assure her softly as I lean down and take her lips. I’m gentle at first as I try to take away the pain, but that quickly turns demanding. She’s nipping and I’m sucking as we battle for dominance.
I pull out until just my head is in before thrusting back in, this time further. After a few more thrusts, I’m in to the hilt.
“Holy fuck,” I groan as I feel my balls start to pull up. I tip my head up to the ceiling and try to think about anything but Bronwyn’s tight fucking cunt because I can’t cum right now. Not for our first time. Especially when she just sucked me off. “I need to move, baby. Are you good?”
“Yeah.” She nods, her throat bobbing as she swallows and tightens her leg around me. “Move.”
Thank fuck.
I wanted our first time to be slow, something she would never forget, but my control snapped the second I felt her wet heat. It’s fast and out of control. Her nails are scratching down my back, spurring me on as she meets me thrust for thrust. It isn’t long before her walls flutter around me.
“Baby,” she gasps. “I’m going to cum.”
The baby did it.
She’s never called me anything other than my name before, and the first time she does it is when I’m balls deep inside her.
My thumb goes to her clit, sending her over the edge as I empty myself into the condom, wishing like fuck it was deep in her pussy.
I nuzzle her neck as I lazily thrust in and out as my dick softens and we both come down.
Our breathing is uneven and our hearts are pounding, but I’ve never felt more at peace than I do in this moment.
“That was…wow,” Bronwyn says softly as she scratches my back, her nails lightly tracing random designs. It feels good in a way that I know I was always meant to be right here.
I lift my head out of her neck to study her. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No.” Bronwyn lets out a light laugh. “I know I’m going to be sore, but it’s a good sore.”
I grin at her comment. It brings me immense pride that she’s going to be walking around sore tomorrow because of me.
I made her that way. Rolling off her, I head into the bathroom to dispose of the condom.
Once back in bed, I reach down and grab the covers that got pushed down during and drag them up, tucking us both in.
Bronwyn tenses beside me. “What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing?” I ask as I pull her to my side and settle in. “I’m spending the night.”
She’s silent for a few moments before finally saying, “I don’t think this is a good idea.”
An exhausted yawn leaves my lips as my eyes close. “I’m noticing a pattern with you. You don’t think anything is a good idea. Sometimes you need to just let things happen, cara. I bet everything will have a way of working out.”
I didn’t realize how fucking tired I’ve been. This little blue-eyed, raven haired woman hasn’t left my mind long enough to let me sleep since I laid eyes on her.
“There are a lot of reasons I can’t just let things happen.”
“I know that. But most of them are made up in your head.”
I can feel her glaring at me. “Are you trying to get kicked out of my bed?”
I snicker. She’s so fucking cute. “You can try, but I don’t think you’ll be very successful. Go to sleep, cara. I’m fucking beat.”
I place a light kiss on her forehead and hug her a little tighter. It takes a few minutes before her body relaxes into me and her breathing evens out, letting me know she finally fell asleep in my arms.
Such a stubborn fucking woman.
“What?” I ask, unable to keep the smirk off my lips.
Bronwyn has her back to the counter with one leg propped up and foot resting against the cabinet door as she crunches on cereal with a look that could kill aimed right at yours truly.
She doesn’t answer as she pops another spoonful into her mouth; the crunch echoing throughout the kitchen.
“You don’t get to have an attitude like that standing in my shirt with no pants on if you don’t want me to do something about it.” I raise my eyebrow at her in challenge.
Bronwyn’s glare deepens. “You’re still here.”
I make a show of looking her up and down. “And? You don’t seem too bothered by it.”
“When I woke up, I threw on the first shirt I saw. I didn’t realize it was yours.”
“You don’t really seem like the button-down type, babe.”
“I can’t stand you.” She glares.
“Oh, I think you stand me just fine.” I smirk.
“Wouldn’t you like to think so.”
I set my cup of coffee down. “What time do you work today?”
She chews and swallows her bite. “Noon. Nate is opening today.”
I nod. “I’ll drive you.”
“I can walk.”
I clench my jaw. I can’t stand the fact that she’s been walking by herself around the city. She believes even the bad people are good, and that’s what’s going to get her killed. Something could have happened to her before I even knew her.
“You aren’t fucking walking.”
Bronwyn sets her bowl down on the counter harder than she needed to before crossing her arms and turning to me.
“Just because we fucked doesn’t mean you get to tell me what I can and can’t do with my life.
You know who has been taking care of me since I can remember?
” She jabs a finger into her chest, making her full tits jiggle slightly from the emphasis.
“I have. Not my mom. Not my dad. And surely not a fucking man.”
Fuck.
Why am I fighting myself from getting hard right now?
“Wrong,” I tell her, my tone leaving no room for argument. “My dick was in you, so that means I get a say over your safety.”
Her mouth opens and closes as she stammers over what to say. If she were a cartoon character, I bet I would see steam coming out of her ears. “You can’t be believed,” she finally hisses.
“Better believe it, cara.” I shrug. “I don’t make the rules. It’s just the way it is.”
“That’s not the way it is! For a sane person, that’s not the way it is!”
“Cara,” I say with a sardonic smile. “You, out of all people, should know I’m not sane. Get dressed. I don’t want you to be late, and I need my shirt back.”
I leave the tiny kitchen to fetch the rest of my clothes with a smug smirk on my face from the feeling of her eyes following me.
She has no idea what type of ride she signed up for.