Chapter 16
HAVEN
Diesel is barking and wagging his tail, totally game to play catch with mommy. I jump over my bed and turn to keep it between us. Joel saunters into the bedroom doorway shirtless, and the top button of his jeans is already undone.
“Uh oh, seems you have nowhere to escape to.” His tone is deep, dark, and definitely dangerous, causing my toes to curl in anticipation.
“My goal was never to get away. I got you right where I want you.” I take off my coat and drape it on my vanity chair before ripping my shirt over my head, then dropping it on the floor.
His posture doesn’t change, if anything, he leans into the doorjamb and takes on this relaxed grin that kinda pisses me off. Doesn’t he get how horny I am? He should already be naked on my bed so I can ride him into the rings of Saturn.
“Keep going.” He moves his pointer finger up and down in the air, and my temperature spikes.
“Ditto, you got too many clothes on.” I grab my leather pants and peel them down my legs, and then unclip my bra.
When I glance back up, he’s frozen, staring at my pussy.
“Joel, why are your jeans still on?” I crawl onto the bed and then lie against the headboard, leaving my legs wide open.
“Why are you bare?” Ah, I see.
I run my fingers up the inside of my thigh to my freshly waxed core. I usually keep a neatly trimmed patch, but I have never had anyone visiting as often as I anticipate now. I thought this would be easier to maintain and, according to my waxer, much more sensitive.
“You like?” I bite my lip as my touch reaches my clit.
YUP! Much more sensitive.
“Like? Fuck no. LOVE.” The zipper on those fucking tight jeans finally lowers, and then he’s gloriously naked and crawling over my body.
“Let me show you how much.” He kisses me, and then I’m in the air.
He flips me onto my stomach and pulls my ass up to his face, then pushes my ass cheeks apart to eat me out from behind.
His beard scrapes against my clit while his tongue invades my pussy.
I never thought that this vulnerable position could be this pleasurable.
His fingers replace his tongue, and then he licks my ass.
I squeal and try to pull away.
“Where do you think you’re going?” He loops his forearm around both my legs and then returns to circling my asshole like his life depends on it.
“ME! What are you doing?” My pleasure receptors and anxiety are at war as to why I’m semi-enjoying this.
“Just feel, Haven.” I can barely make out his mumbled words since his face is buried in my ass.
My arms give out, and my upper torso lands on the mattress, giving him all the leverage he needs. His fingers push into my G-spot as his thumb flicks my clit. Meanwhile, his tongue keeps running that maddening circle, making me moan.
“That’s right. Feels good. You’re gonna let me fuck you here.” Panic makes me freeze.
“Not tonight. You aren’t ready for it yet. But we’ll work on it. Pass me a pillow.” I glance over my shoulder at him with a what-the-fuck-dude face, but do as he asked.
“Good girl.” He pushes the pillow under my lower belly and then straddles my upper thighs.
“Arch your back.” Ok, I’ve got mixed feelings about bossy Joel.
Then his dick is pushing into my pussy, and I decide to listen to him ‘cause he clearly knows how to make my body fucking sing. I groan as he pushes all the way in on one long, slow stroke, adding a little grin when he bottoms out before scraping my walls with his girth on the way out.
“CONDOM!” I grip the sheet on the mattress when he does it again.
“Mmm, you really want me to stop?”
“No, but it’s the fucking responsible thing to do.”
“Nah, want you full of my baby gorgeous. We’ve been apart long enough. Time to get serious. You are claimed after all.” He speeds up as he talks and wedges his hand under the pillow to toy with my clit.
“Yes, I mean, no! Claimed not married.” I huff the words, trying to talk through the orgasm he’s hellbent to force me to have.
“You sure?” He bites my neck, and I lose the battle with my body.
“Son of a bitch!” I cry out my pleasure into the mattress as he pulls my hips up to give him more room to prolong the orgasm from hell.
It takes over my entire body. I can feel heat spread from my chest outward to all my extremities, and when it finally subsides, I go limp in his hold.
“God damn, that was fucking beautiful. Do it again,” he flips me over onto my back and places both my ankles on his shoulders.
He leans in and sets a rhythm that builds us both to a breaking point, sweating like Olympic athletes. My body seems to be stuck between pleasure and pain, filling my eyes with tears.
“Cum Haven. Stop fighting it. Just let go. I’ll catch you.” He kisses me, and I finally explode.
“Ah, fuck, I’m cumming.” He pushes in deep, and I feel the heat fill me as his cock throbs.
“That was out of this world.” He kisses my cheeks and neck lazily as we catch our breath.
“You’re a fucking jerk. What if I don’t wanna have your babies?” I shove his shoulder.
“Do you?” I roll my eyes.
“Some day. Not now!” I smile and nod.
“I’ll go to the pharmacy after dinner. But first, I will.”
I shake my head in confusion.
“You’ll what?” He smiles and bops my nose.
“Marry you.” I raise an eyebrow.
“Excuse me? I didn’t ask you.” He nods and grins.
“Sure you did. You said you were not married. Well, I claimed you. So it’s your turn.” I beg his finest pardon?
“Are you crazy? That is not how this works.” He frowns down at me.
“Why not?” Ok, he’s got me there.
First, it is perfectly acceptable in today’s society for a woman to pursue. Two, it would be sexist as hell to argue that point. Third, why the fuck is he laughing at me?
“You’re an asshole.” I push him off me and stand.
“Yeah, but you love me, and you’re gonna have my babies, so you should do the honorable thing and make an honest man out of me.” I glare at him.
All glistening abs, arms tucked behind his neck, and a cock that is slowly growing for round two as I watch. I lick my lips at the view. I could do worse.
Then I feel the trickle of his cum dripping from my core.
“Love is a strong word. I tolerate you, barely.” I walk into the bathroom to clean up as he laughs at me.
I slam the door shut, and he yells through the walls.
“You didn’t argue, you didn’t love me!” I flip him off even though he can’t see it.
How can I argue something that’s true?