Chapter 16
AUDRA
For the sake of our poor taxi driver, Thane and I stay at opposite ends of the back seat on the ten-minute drive back to our hotel.
We make it through the lobby while politely holding hands.
But the second the elevator doors close, his lips crush to mine with a deep groan that I swear I feel pulsing straight between my legs.
His huge body cages mine against the mirrored wall as I loosen his tie with trembling fingers. We break apart when the doors open, then race down the hall to our room.
The second the door is locked behind us we kick off our shoes, then Thane picks me up and carries me over to the bed. He strips off my dress slowly, while kissing under my ear. "We’re going to do this backward, angel."
"Backward?"
"Normally I would take you out to dinner, then make love, then sleep. Tonight I'm going to start with dessert first. Then we'll order a late supper and some champagne, and finish by watching a movie. Sound good?"
I catch his eyes, wondering if he realizes what he just said.
His jacket and tie hit the floor, then Thane chuckles darkly. "Yeah, gorgeous. As much as I’m going to fuck you until you scream again, it's also making love." His belt hits the floor with a thump. "Because I do love you."
I swear, it feels like a butterfly is fluttering around inside my chest. "You… You hardly know me…"
He cups my face in his huge palms. "I do know you, my beautiful angel. I know you were cooped up in a world where you couldn't really be free. But now you can be as free as you want. I'll build you a sound studio. Buy you any equipment you need. We can travel around chasing birds. Streams. Waterfalls.” He stares off into space. “Wait – there’s a song that says we’re not supposed to chase waterfalls.” He chuckles.
“I don’t care. You can do anything you want. "
"But what about what you want?" I whisper as he unhooks my bra.
"Pfft, I've always just gone with the flow. Whatever makes me happy, that's what I do. You, Audra, make me happy. So…" His eyebrow raises. "That's what I'm going to do."
I laugh as he tears off my panties, my bracelets jangling as I scramble back onto the bed while he quickly flings off the rest of his clothing.
Watching such a sexy man pull off his clothes and toss them vaguely toward a chair, his rough, muscular body coming into view section by section…
Wow. My breath is racing by the time he’s lusciously naked.
Thane steps to the side, taking my wrist and slowly removing each bracelet one by one before setting them on the nightstand. "I still can't believe you brought these," he says, slipping off the little strings of blue and green beads.
"Come on, I had to. They were gifts from my…" I hesitate.
"Boyfriend? Future husband?"
My lips fall open. He uses the opportunity to lean in and kiss me with fiery abandon that makes my stomach tingle.
"We're going to have a ridiculously fancy brunch tomorrow morning," he says matter-of-factly. “Then you're gonna tell me whether you're a Harry Winston, Cartier, or Tiffany's gal. Or maybe we'll go to all three?"
My knees are trembling as I curl against him, sprawled across the king-sized bed. "Thane, really. You can't buy me a ring so fast."
"Okay. Then we'll just get your finger sized and take photos of your five favorites. And in a few weeks—"
"Weeks?!” My voice is a squeak.
"Or months…or whatever… We can have a chat."
Thane has no concept of what is considered normal or appropriate. And maybe it’s the wild mountain man deep inside him, but he honestly doesn’t give a damn.
"Angel," he whispers, his voice hoarse with emotion as his palm gently caresses my breast. "You're mine. I'm yours. Everything else we can figure out along the way, right?"
I'm already nodding. "Right…"
I grab his shoulder, rolling him on top of me as I spread my legs. Then I take hold of his massive shaft, giving it several long, slow strokes until his shoulders begin to tense.
His eyes light up, his thick fingers immediately gliding through my pussy lips. "You're already so wet for me, angel."
"Maybe it turns me on when a crazy mountain man tells me he wants to build a weird and wonderful life with me?"
"Damn straight."
Our height difference means he has to bend his spine as he kisses me while dragging the thick blunt head of his cock through my dripping crease. I pull him down to me, shifting my hips until I capture the first two thick inches inside me.
"Take your time," he murmurs. "I don't want to hurt you."
"Never."
"If I ever get too rough, you'll tell me to stop, right?"
I grin, squeezing his toned ass firmly. "Don’t count on it."
His arm scoops under my shoulders, cradling my body close to him. "Fine. Your safe word is meatloaf lasagna.”
When I burst out laughing, he groans. "Laugh again, sexy. It relaxes your hot pussy enough that I can get a bit deeper."
Ironically, this rugged man demanding that I laugh for him sends me into a fit of giggles, allowing his monster shaft to sink all the way inside.
"Damn, baby, I can't believe you can take the whole thing."
"Maybe it’s a sign that we were made for each other?"
"Yeah." His breath is already ragged, his biceps quivering as he forces himself to move slowly. "That must be it."
We're both beginning to sweat, breathing heavily, as my hands skim around his chest, his shoulders, his rippled abs. Meanwhile, his rough palms knead my breasts and grip my hips, pulling me into each slow thrust.
"You have no idea how hard it is not to just nail you into this bed." His voice is a smoky growl. "Wait – how about this?"
He kneels up, pulling me with him. Now I can wrap my arms around his shoulders and use my thighs to raise and lower myself at my own pace. With a quick shimmy, I find just the right angle to rub my clit against the base of his shaft with every stroke. A gasp rattles through me as I grind on him.
"That’s it." His deep eyes meet mine. "Am I hitting the right spot?"
I nod, breathless.
"Damn, your sweet pussy is choking me already." He helps me lift myself up and down, squeezing my cheeks as he works me along his length.
Movement catches my eye, and I turn my head to see our reflection in the darkened window. He follows my gaze.
"Holy fuck." He leans me back, scraping his teeth against my nipple to make me shiver. "Our own private sex show."
Thane must sense my tremble. "The windows are glazed. Nobody can look in. Don't worry – I would never take a chance on anyone seeing my precious girl like this."
I love that he's so possessive, so dedicated to caring for me. So intent on being rough enough, and gentle enough, and just…perfect.
“I love that you're so sexy and innocent at the same time.” His hips tilt, each deep thrust igniting every nerve ending inside me.
"I love that you’re an artsy chick." Three sudden, deep strokes leave me gasping.
"I love that I already know we’ll still be having long meandering conversations when we're seventy. "
The pressure inside me is building fast. The friction against my button is perfect, combined with the sensation of being stretched to the limit. I'm so wet that he's able to move even faster, increasing his already frantic pace.
I didn't even know it was possible to fuck so hard while still making love.
Time melts as we revel in the sensation of sharing every inch of our bodies and souls completely.
Thane grips my waist, pounding up into me while caressing and murmuring such sweetness.
The orgasm of a lifetime is circling close, gathering up the last few fragments of energy before kicking me over the edge.
"So beautiful, my angel. I can't wait for you to move in with me. We're going to be so—"
“I love you." Gripping his face with both hands, I ride him hard, the bed shaking beneath us as I take his thick cock even deeper. "I love you. We're going to be… oooh!" The climax hits me hard, tsunami waves of pleasure radiating from my pussy and my heart at the same time.
"Amazing together?" he grunts. "Addicted to each other? Yes. Yes to all of it."
His cock swells inside me, then my breathy scream is joined by Thane’s grunting, raspy low roar as he pounds into me with what feels like his full strength. "My angel," he growls, burying his face between my breasts. "My gorgeous goddess. My sweet baby."
I swear, I come a second time as thick spurts of wet heat splash into me, filling me up completely as I writhe from the roots of my hair to the soles of my feet.
I collapse against his shoulder, my pulse racing with excitement and relief. "Easy, angel. I need to catch my breath." After several slow exhales, Thane lifts me carefully off his cock, then carries me to the bathroom.
He turns on the water, then holds me in his arms and gently rinses my body while avoiding getting my hair wet. I especially love the way he spreads my thighs, rinsing my tired pussy almost mechanically, trying not to turn either of us on again.
By the time we're bundled up in our plush hotel robes and dinner has been ordered, Thane is wearing a grin that just won't quit. "Come here for a second."
I go to the window, my legs still a bit weak. He holds me tightly, spinning our backs to the skyline outside. Then he holds up his phone and takes a selfie of the two of us.
"Who’s that for?"
"My mother. She'll be thrilled to hear that her matchmaking services will not be needed."
I smack his shoulder. "We're in bathrobes! You can't send her that."
His bottom lip goes out in a dramatic pout. "Really?"
"Really. We'll take a proper photo tomorrow morning. Promise you won’t send her that?"
"Promise. Not deleting it, though."
He tosses his phone onto the bed, then turns us toward the window, my back against his chest as he wraps his arms around me.
"I have a beautiful girlfriend. We're going ring shopping tomorrow.
And she's moving in with me!" My back shakes as he chuckles.
"I thought I was lucky to be a Wolfe. Now I realize the best luck of all was being in the right place at the right time when some weird artsy girl was trespassing in my field. "
"While you were lumberjacking.”
"Yeah. It's a good thing I was, because carrying that tree really turned you on, didn't it?"
I spin around and stretch up to kiss him. "I will never admit to that."
He squeezes me tightly. "You’ll have to. I'm writing it into our wedding vows."
"Well…maybe. As long as I'm in charge of the music."
His dark eyes glow as he leans in, kissing me with gentle reverence that makes me feel like the most precious girl in the world.
"My angel, from now on, you're in charge of everything.”