CHAPTER 29
Walker
Tally sucks in a ragged breath. Her eyes dilate at my request, and my vision goes hazy when her pussy clamps around me.
“You want me to fuck you? Want to come all over this cock?” I grunt as she bounces down on me again.
I’m no match for this woman. She’s been going toe to toe with me for the past few weeks and had she just spread her damn thighs, I’d have folded in one second. Handed her control of the flowers, the farm, my heart.
Hell, I probably already have. No one has ever felt so fucking good, so fucking perfect, so fucking mine.
I’m half off the couch, the sheet a mess beneath me.
Tally straddles my hips and settles her palm flat on my chest as she starts up a rhythm, grinding her cunt against my pelvis.
I’m so goddamn deep inside her, and still it’s not enough.
My hand goes to her throat and I pull her down, needing her mouth.
“I want whatever you’ll give me.” I lick at her tongue, and she moans as I suck on it.
Tally melts against me at the action, and I take the moment to lift us both and carry her through the cottage. “Where are we going?” she squeals.
“Need to fuck you against every surface,” I mumble as she bounces on my cock with every step.
“You taking me on a tour? Want me to tell you what a good boy you’ve been, getting all your work done?” She cocks a bratty brow, and I pause to smack her ass.
“Walker!” she shrieks.
“Next time it will be your cunt.”
She clenches around me, and I grin. “Oh, my naughty girl likes that, huh?”
She flashes me a smile so wide, it reaches more than just her eyes and grips my heart.
“I didn’t know it could be like this,” she says, her smile somehow morphing into something more.
Joy. She’s happiness personified. And I think somehow being inside her—hell, maybe just being in the presence of that smile—is treating the poison inside me. Her smile chases away all that darkness.
I settle her atop the counter in the small kitchen, keeping her right at the edge, and my hands skirt up her sides, reveling in the ability to touch her wherever I want.
Her skin flushes a beautiful pink as I continue my exploration, and I push her wild hair behind her ears to cradle her face. “Like what?”
“Fun. I didn’t know you knew how to have it.”
I chuckle and press my mouth to hers. “Brat.”
When she bites down on my lip and I groan, she sighs into my mouth. “No, I meant I didn’t know this could be so fun. That sex—kissing—that it all could be—” She loses her words as I slide slowly out of her and then her forehead kisses mine as we both watch me take her again.
“It can’t be like this,” I tell her. “Not with anyone else.”
Those golden eyes of hers that I swear hold the key to my heart seem to lighten in acknowledgment. I’m under no illusion that she’s mine to keep, but I do know that she’s meant for me. That, for some reason, we were both meant to be here on this farm at the same time.
The lightening cracks loudly outside the window behind her and sets her alight. She’s angelic, and my heart seems to skip along with the booming thunder when Tally throws her arms around me and pulls me closer. “More,” she begs.
“Hold your thighs open,” I command.
When she leans back and follows my instruction, I start to pick up the pace, fucking up into her as I strum my fingers against her clit. My tongue goes to her nipple, and I flick, once, twice.
She pants, anxious and on the edge. My thrusts slow as I try to decide what to give her, but I keep rolling my fingers gingerly over her clit, toying with it until her teeth begin to chatter with need.
“Please.” Tally’s skin is shiny, coated in sweat.
“You’re so pretty like this, weeping for me to let this cunt explode. Does it ache, baby?”
“Yes.” She begins pulsing her cunt, like little Kegel exercises that try to keep me inside with every thrust.
“Fuck.” My vision goes black as she steals the blood from me and my balls tingle with this foreign need. I lose control and suck air through my nose. “Fuck!” This time it’s a shout, and I pull my dick back just slightly and lift my fingers off her clit.
“I’m going to spank you,” I warn her, my hand hovering right above her pussy. “Then I want you to soak me, Tally darlin’.”
Tally’s eyes are golden pools of trust, but I can taste her nervous excitement as she sucks in a breath and then nods.
I hit her clit—hard—and Tally’s head falls back as she convulses around me.
Then I roll my fingers over it before doing it again and again, rapid little smacks and then soothing circles, as I speed up my thrusts.
My legs grow weak as my orgasm draws near, but I give myself no break, knowing she’s close and needs the steady cadence.
“Holy fuck, Walker,” she cries as she completely comes apart on my cock. I draw her close as she spasms and swallow her moans, right as I lose the battle and paint her insides, forever marking her as mine.