Chapter Twenty Five
T ori smiled over at Jeter. Four weeks flashed by in no time since they’d returned to California. She lay on the red silk sheets of their bed, waiting for him to return from the club run. Although he’d explained the details to an extent, she’d known from the jump that he couldn’t divulge certain aspects. She accepted that part of his life and loved him for his honesty and trust.
“You look so fucking sexy spread out with your hair cascading like a waterfall on my pillow like that,” Jeter growled.
She gasped at his voice. Her entire body vibrated at the sight of him standing in the doorway, watching him pull off his shirt. Next, he unsnapped his jeans and pushed them down his thighs. He must’ve taken his boots off at the door to the house.
“Did you turn the alarm off?” she asked. Her mouth went dry as his cock sprang free, pointing up and nearly touching his navel.
“Of course. How else was I going to surprise my woman?”
She licked her lips, wondering how she could get him to come closer so she could lick the drop leaking from the tip. All thoughts were forgotten as he stalked closer and pounced on the bed, chuckling at her.
“See something you like?”
“Hmm, I do. Your dick looks really sore. Look at him, all steel wrapped in skin and veins. And the tip is like an angry red mushroom begging to be eaten,” she said, snapping her teeth together.
Jeter straddled her body, pulling her arms above her head. “That sounds kinky to me. How about you put your mouth where I so desperately need it then?” he growled.
She eyed his dick as he eased up her body. “Yes, please.”
He released her arms. “Keep ‘em there.”
Grabbing his dick, he guided himself inside her mouth and began to move in and out while she licked and sucked. Tori hummed, knowing he loved the sensation when she did that. His answering groan had her smiling.
“Enough. I need to taste you.” Jeter pulled out of her mouth, smothering her protest with a heart-stopping kiss.
She melted beneath his mastery, giving him her tongue as he sucked it into his mouth.
He began kissing down her body, taking the sheet away as he did. She’d known he was coming home and wore nothing under the covers.
“You’re the best present I could ask for,” he whispered against her flesh.
Tori grinned. She hoped he liked what she’d planned for Christmas the following day.
“I need to touch you.” She sifted her hands through his hair, watching him move down her body.
“Anything you need, you can have. Watch me, Vita Mia, as I face fuck my pussy. I’m going to lick you until you scream my name. I want to taste your juices until I’m dripping in them, and then I’m going to claim you.”
Jeter stared up at her, his fingers opening her up for his tongue. He swiped through her slick flesh, humming in a deep rumble of appreciation that set her ablaze.
He spread her lips with his thumbs and did the laziest lick that made her arch her back, needing more. He did it again, from ass to clit. The sadistic man chuckled.
“What is it, baby?”
“You’re a pussy tease, Jeter.” She wiggled her hips, trying to get him to do...more.
“You mean like this?” He did it again, then ringed her tight little ass. She tensed up. They’d made love many times, but they’d never done that. A shudder of pleasure zinged through her as he began licking and playing with her clit, alternating between both holes. When he placed a finger inside her, she cried out. Her orgasm hit without warning.
“Fuck yes, baby. Give me another,” he groaned.
His teeth nipped her clit, making her buck up and nearly sending him off her. The crazy man pressed her back with an arm across her lower hips and pulled one of her legs over his shoulder.
She looked down, locking her gaze with the most beautiful green eyes she’d ever seen. “I love you, Jeter.”
He slid another finger inside her, followed by another while sucking her clit in his mouth. Her body clenched. His tongue flicked and sucked while he pumped, and then he slid a finger into her ass. She’d heard the cap of lube being popped, but pleasure wrapped her up in its grip, and the second his finger entered her, she flew.
“Jeter. Oh...” Panting and gasping for her next breath, Tori kept shifting her hips.
After he licked her pussy a few more times and allowed her to come down, he kissed the top of her mound. “You taste like honey and cinnamon.”
She slapped his shoulder. “You’re so full of crap.”
His eyes flared. “I want to fuck your ass. Will you let me?” he asked.
THE COMPLETE LOVE AND awe on her face undid him. He grabbed the towel next to the lube, wiped his hands and face as he waited, and held himself above her. If she said no, he’d make love to her and love every second.
He licked his lips, loving the taste of her on it. She watched him, and he smiled. “I could eat you for every meal, Vita Mia.”
“If it’s too much, will you stop?”
Her hesitant question shocked him. “Of course. You know I’d do nothing that would hurt you. We don’t have to do it at all.”
“Can we do it like this? I want to face you,” she whispered.
Fuck yes. Jeter bent and kissed her. Slipping his tongue between her lips. They’d never shied away from kissing after giving each other head, and it wasn’t any different this time. Her arms surrounded him, pulling him closer to her tiny body. Her breasts and their taut nipples pressed against his chest.
“I’ll go slow and ensure you’re ready before I take you,” he promised. The cracked voice shocked the fuck out of him. An emotion he’d never thought to experience rocked him to his core each time he made love to Tori, held her, or heard her tell him she loved him.
He knelt back, grabbed a pillow, and put it under her. Uncapping the lube, he began preparing Tori. Her body stiffened. With a wicked look, he brought his mouth back to her clit, sucking and licking while easing his finger into her ass. By the time he worked three inside her, she began moving with him.
A flush covered her petite frame, signaling her pending orgasm. Jeter knew she’d accept his cock easier if she came. He lubed up his cock and pushed a generous amount inside while thrusting his fingers in and out. Finally, he pulled his fingers out as he sucked her clit and flicked his tongue in a rapid motion.
Using a towel, he wiped his hand, lined his cock up, and pushed the tip inside. As she tensed with the first spasm of pleasure, he went deeper. He meant to go slow, but she wrapped her legs around his hips and forced more of him inside.
“Easy, baby.”
His moan swallowed her cry. He froze, trying to get control of himself and the situation—to fight off the need to fuck her into the bed. Shit, his balls drew up.
“Oh, shit. Fucking hell...you’re too big. I need you to move. Please, Jeter,” she begged.
“Okay, hold on. I’ll stop.”
He gathered himself to pull out, but her arms locked around him. “No,” she cried.
“What do you mean?” he asked, feathering kisses over her forehead, down to her lips. He slid his cock a little deeper and watched her face as she relaxed around him.
“It feels. It feels good.”
His dick jumped inside her ass. Down, boy, he warned the damn thing. Need to make her feel good . He slid back and forth until he was completely inside her, then waited for her to adjust to his intrusion. After her body eased completely, he gave her another soul-shattering kiss. He sat back, eased her legs over his thighs, and moved. He brought his thumb down and caressed the needy bundle of nerves. Watching his dick go in and out of her tight little ass had pleasure flooding his senses.
“Fuuuck, Vita Mia. You feel so damn good. I want to feel you coming for me.” He pushed a finger inside her pussy and pressed down on her clit.
His cock felt the spasms as she locked down on him. He gritted his teeth. One hundred percent sure he’d lose his damn soul if he didn’t have her in his life forever. Her tightness clamped down around him. Torture. Sweet pain.
Tori’s head tossed back. Her cry of pleasure filled the room.
“Yessss, Jeter. Ahhh, I love you. Fuck my ass.” Her dirty words sent him over.
His hands gripped her thighs, burying his cock inside her as his come spurted deep within her ass. Jeter grunted, watching Tori’s face for any sign of remorse. Nothing, only sweet acceptance and love.
The damn part of his body still inside of her gave another little jump, hardly relaxing as if it was ready for another round. He bent and gave Tori a little kiss. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
He eased out of her, eyeing the sight of her lying there sprawled out with the evidence of his possession. Fuck, he was the luckiest man on the planet.
The bathroom was lit with a soft glow, allowing him to grab a hand towel and washcloth. After cleaning himself up, he got the washcloth nice and wet with warm water and then went back in to find Tori lying where he’d left her. Fucking perfect.
“What are you going to do with that?” she asked.
“Take care of my ole’ lady.”
And he did. Jeter would always take care of Tori and treat her like a cherished treasure, the way she deserved. He’d learned to treasure those who meant the most to you and took nothing for granted. Sometimes, you’re given a family at birth, but you often get to a point in life when you meet people who become your family by choice. It doesn’t mean you can’t still love your blood family. It means you realize that blood doesn’t always mean better. He loved his brother and would give his life for him. Yet the woman who claimed his heart would always come first. With her in his arms, he learned to embrace all life has given him.