Chapter 39
The banging on my front door rattled the wood on its hinges as I popped my head out of the shower to listen for a clue as to who it was.
“Damn it.” I cursed, stepping out onto the bath rug as I heard what suspiciously sounded like someone slamming my front door shut.
Whoever it was had better be prepared for an angry naked dude with shampoo burning his eyeballs because now I was pissed.
“Tanner!” A frantic voice called out, and my blood ran cold as I ripped the bathroom door open to find Goldie all but running down the hall. “Tanner!”
“What’s wrong?” I barked, catching her as she flung herself at me, tears running down her cheeks as we slammed into the wall in the bathroom. “Goldie, talk to me, what’s wrong?”
“I hate them!” She cried, nails digging into my skin as I forced her face away from my chest so I could check her over for injuries.
My brain and body were working purely on first-responder autopilot.
“I hate every single one of them and I swear to God I’ve never been so close to scratching someone’s stupid, ugly eyeballs out of their stupid, ugly face before I was just now! ”
“Who?” I demanded, a little less worried about her physical well-being now that she had started talking. But I still didn’t know who or what had her so worked up.
“Them!” she screamed, slapping my chest as she broke down, more tears falling from her angry eyes.
“The stupid people in this town with small minds and prejudice so ingrained in them they’d cut off their noses to spite their face!
” She tipped her head back again and screamed out at the ceiling, and the noise ripped my heart out.
“What can I do?” I asked, changing tactics, recognizing that she was on the edge of a breakdown and knowing what caused it was no longer a priority for me. Stopping her hurt was.
“Fuck them!” She screamed, nails scraping across my skin again as she finally stopped moving and looked at me clearly.
“What can I do?” I repeated.
“Make it stop.” She whimpered, pleading with me with her frantic eyes. “Make the anger stop boiling inside of me.” Shaking her head back and forth, I saw the panic taking over. “I can’t make it stop; I just want to—” She shook her angry fists, “I want to hurt them!”
“Shh,” I said, turning her and pushing her to the wall, pinning her arms out wide so she couldn’t hurt herself anymore, angry red marks already formed on her palms from her nails. “Stop.”
“I can’t.” She cried, chest heaving. “I can’t make it stop. Help me. Please!” Her body arched into my wet naked one, and even in her frantic state, I could see her mind shifting, driving her on instinct for something else to stop her unraveling. “Make it stop, Tanner. Please.”
I kissed her, silencing her pleas, and she bit me, even as she pressed her hips into mine, making my cock jump between us, hardening. “Fuck.” I growled, fire burning through my veins as something tried to take over inside of me.
“I hate them!” She repeated, a little less crazed but still filled with desperation. “And I hate how that makes me feel! It feels like poison!”
Flipping her around, I pinned her to the wall, arms trapped high above her head by her wrists until she was on her tiptoes, face pressed against the drywall.
“You want me to bleed it out of you?” I said, flexing my hips against her ass and making her moan as my hard cock pushed against her lush cheeks.
“Please!” She nodded, “Make it all stop, Tanner. Make the world stop spinning so I can find my footing.”
My hand whipped across her ass in a powerful slap before the last word was free of her lips, and a scream echoed off the tile walls around us immediately following the crack of my palm.
“Yes!” Her deep, guttural sigh filled my ears like an electric pulse that went straight through my body, creating the connection between her mind and mine. She trusted me, and I was going to take care of her. “More. Please, God. Give me more.”
I spanked her again and again, closing my eyes to soak in the sound of her desperate screams and moans before wrestling her damp jeans down around her knees, a pretty pair of pink cotton panties the only thing between us as I reddened her ass over and over again.
My palm burned from the fire I was spreading over her cheeks, and her screams stopped, morphing into slurred pleas, desperately begging for more, even though I doubted she knew what she was even begging for.
But she was slowing down.
Her mind was slowing from the panic she had been in when she burst through my front door, demanding I help her.
“Good girl.” I praised her, nuzzling against her face with my eyes closed, fighting for control of the beast-like energy she had called out of me, drawing it out to spank her like that. Silently, I prayed I hadn’t gone too far.
It was new for us, and I leaned on instinct to give her what she was begging for, but was it too much?
“Fuck me.” She whispered, shimmying her ass against my dick and pulling a growl from my chest. “I want to come all over your cock, Tanner.”
I didn’t even hesitate to crouch down behind her and slam up into her tight, dripping wet body, pushing her panties to the side to get to what I needed.
What she needed.
“Oh my God, yes.” She purred, pressing her forehead against the wall and arching her back to stick her ass out as far as she could with me pinning her to the wall.
I lifted her, spreading her legs around mine, still facing the wall, and fucked her hard.
I let go of her wrists and she put her palms flat on the drywall, pushing back into every thrust until a scream ripped through her lungs, her body tightening around my dick as her orgasm crashed over her.
“That’s what you needed,” I groaned against her ear, slowing my thrusts until I stayed buried inside of her, the aftershocks of her orgasm tightened around me like fluttering kisses as her lungs heaved to fill her body with air. “That’s what my girl needed, wasn’t it.”
“Yes,” She panted, “So fucking perfect, Tanner.” She swallowed and turned her head to the side, nuzzling against me as best she could. “Again.”
I grinned, pulling her off the wall and walking us into the shower, where the hot water still ran and held her under the water, pulling her clothes from her body as she kissed me like I was a physical lifeline in the storm beating down on her.
When she was naked, I lifted her and she shimmied until my cock found its place and I lowered her down onto me, slowly fucking her under the water as she rocked and rode me right back, clinging to my shoulders, all the while kissing me with that same desperation.
“I love you.” She whispered against my lips before tipping her head back and coming again with a satisfied cry of ecstasy. I sucked the skin of her neck into my mouth and bit it hard enough to leave a mark as she held onto me, pulling me against her tighter.
Deeper.
Further.
“I love you.” I gasped, feeling her against every inch of my body, words I’d never spoken romantically to another human before ringing around us. “I love you, Goldie.”
My declaration pushed her over the edge again, and we came together, face to face, lips parted, breaths mixing, hearts beating as one.
“God.” She whispered, running her fingers through my hair with a drained, small, satisfied smile on her lips, eyes closed. “I think I just had a mental breakdown.”
I pulled out of her body, sitting down on the bench with her in my lap and pushing her wet hair off her face until she opened her eyes to look at me. “Do you regret what you just said?”
“Never.” She replied instantly with a furious shake of her head. “Not at all. Do you?”
I smiled gently against her lips before kissing her, “Never. Not at all. I love you, Goldie.”
“Good. Because that would have been a really shitty way to die of embarrassment.”
I snorted and then sobered up. “Is someone in imminent danger or harm?”
She sighed, relaxing in my arms and looked at me. “No one.” She answered. “Rhea is safe and I’m okay now.”
“Then we will figure it out.” I said, lifting her to her feet and grabbing the shampoo she left the last time she stayed over, and squirted it into my palm before I started massaging it into her hair, rubbing my fingertips into her scalp and making her groan.
“Together. You, me, and our Hotshot. That’s all that matters to me. ”
“Me too.” She sighed, leaning against me as I took care of her. “God, you two are all I need.”