Chapter 31 Sutton
Sutton
We got back to the cottage and James basically ignored us both and went straight to his room, lying on his bed with his head and eyes focused on the movie he just started.
When I gave him his own earphones and tablet, it was a purely selfish move on my part.
But the way his eyes lit up, it was like he never received such a gift before.
It made me equal parts elated and sad. I have no idea what they’ve both been through, but I know it isn’t good.
I wasn’t lying to her earlier. I want her to be safe.
Both of them. With no security team here, I had to improvise, knowing that she wants to remain hidden in her little cottage in the forest. I also don’t want to be without her for one more night, and with the cottage so small, James is bound to hear things he shouldn’t.
So noise-canceling headphones and a loud movie, it is.
“He loves it.” Nikki grins as she locks up the place. “He’s probably going to be your biggest fan after watching all those movies.”
“I was kinda hoping that might be your spot…” I walk closer, taking her in. She looks good, all flexible, blissed out, and in tight yoga gear that I can’t wait to peel off.
“You want me to be your number one fan?” Her head tilts in this cute way when she asks questions. Like she’s teasing but also testing the waters.
“No.” I shake my head. “I want to be your number one.”
Her smile falters for just a second, just long enough for me to catch the flicker of surprise in her eyes. She wasn’t expecting me to say that.
“That’s a bold statement.” There’s no challenge in her voice, just curiosity. Dare I say, hope.
“I mean it.” I dip my head, voice softer now, more certain. “Whatever this is… whatever we are… I want it to be real.”
Her eyes search mine. “Really?”
“It feels very fucking real to me, Tinker…” I settle my hands around her waist, waiting for her response.
My heart feels like it’s going to thump right out of my chest. I haven’t put my feelings on the line like this before.
I need a fucking glass of Whiteman’s Whiskey just to tame the swirl of my stomach.
“It feels real for me too,” she says with her eyes on mine, and I can’t stop my smile forming. “But I’m scared…” And the tremble in her body emphasizes that fear. All I want is to take that feeling away and replace it with comfort. She needs to know how serious I am.
“I want us to be exclusive. I want to be with you and you me.”
She takes a big breath, exhaling. “Exclusive?” She looks like she can’t believe the words we’re speaking.
“Nikki, I want you to be all mine.” I feel like I might have a heart attack.
“I already am…” Her honesty lashes across my chest like a whip, leaving me breathless. I’m motionless for a second before I breathe out my surprise and pull her close, my lips crashing onto hers in an instant.
She falls into me with a moan, and I’m already lifting her off the floor, throwing her over my shoulder.
“Sutton!” she squeals as I hold her over my shoulder and walk down the hall to her room. Smiling at her laughter, I kick the door closed before tossing her onto the bed, then something catches my eye.
“What’s that?” I still, seeing the floorboard up in her room, instantly on alert. When I glance at the window, it’s shut.
“Oh, shit.” She jumps off the bed and rushes to the floor, and I follow.
“I just have my go-bag here,” she says, stuffing what looks like a small duffel down under the floorboards, before replacing the board, making it look like it was never missing.
“Go-bag?” I don’t like the sound of that. I sit on the floor beside her as she sighs.
“I have a bag with some clothes, cash, a few things ready, just in case.”
“In case of what?” I already know what she’s going to say, and I hate it.
“In case we need to run again.” She looks at me with a pinched brow, and I want to smooth her worries away. While I’m thankful she’s opening up, I have no idea how to rein in my protective anger that bubbles.
“Is that likely? That you’ll have to flee that quickly that you need a go-bag?”
She blows out a breath. “I hope not, but it eases my mind that I’m prepared.”
I nod, taking it all in as I grab her hand, my fingers gripping on to her tight.
“You run to me, okay?”
“Sutton…” She’s already shaking her head.
“No. I mean it. You run to me.” I’ve just told her how much she means to me, and I already feel her falling through my grasp. I hate it.
She gives me a soft, “Okay.”
I’m not sure if she means it or if she says it to appease me, so I grip her chin and move her eyes to meet mine. “Promise me, Tinker.”
Lifting her hand, she cups my jaw, her thumb brushing over my cheek. “I promise.” And then she leans in, sealing her word with a kiss so tender I almost crumble. I slide my arm around her waist and pull her close, her body moving with ease.
“I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want you…” I speak against her lips before deepening the kiss, our moves now quickening, our need evident. I want to show her. I want to show her what she means to me, and my body is itching to be with her.
“I think those noise-canceling headphones were a really good idea.” She giggles, making me smile, and I stand us up. Placing her on the bed, I lift my top from my frame, and she makes quick work of hers as well.
“I have a lot of good ideas,” I tease her as she sits up on her knees, and our bodies collide, heat and passion swirling.
I lay her back on the bed, the mattress the most uncomfortable thing I’ve ever been on, but I care very little about that right now. I can’t help as my hands roam over her curves, ensuring I touch every part of her, every inch I want marked as mine.
“You do? Tell me one…” Her hands are on my jeans, unbuttoning them as I pull at her bra, getting her clothes off her beautiful body now my number one task. Her cheeks are flushed pink, and I can’t help but look at her, amazed that I met someone so undeniably beautiful and smart and kind.
“Coming to the diner when I first arrived in Whispers was my first brilliant idea.” I kick off my jeans, then pull her yoga pants straight off her legs. She smiles up at me as I dive back to her, nuzzling her neck, kissing her skin, my hands exploring her nakedness.
“I agree.” Her body arches into me, her bed squeaking with the movements.
“Coming in every day to watch you work was the next good idea.” I kiss down her neck, palming her breasts before moving down her torso, trailing my lips across her skin as she moans breathily.
“Yes…”
I look up at her as I kiss across her hip bone, my final destination almost in sight. Eyes closed, her head tilts back, hair flowing over her pillow, looking like my dreams.
“Kissing you… touching you… talking with you…” I peck kisses across her soft skin as she writhes in my hold, needy for more, my hands palming her ass, not wanting to waste a second of being in this moment with her.
“Hmmmm… you’re teasing me…” She has a slight grin on her face, and I bask in it. How she’s relaxed as I rest here in between her legs, her sweet pussy right in my face. She trusts me, lying before me, all open and beautiful, her center glistening.
“Mm-hmm. I might be. Maybe that’s another one of my good ideas…
” My lips trail more kisses to the inside of her thighs, her soft, tender skin delicate against my lips as she shivers.
I want my lips brandishing her body like no man has ever done before.
My cock is throbbing, hard against the mattress, and I might be teasing her, but I’m killing myself in the process.
Her hands fall to my head, digging into my hair, and I growl as I lift my hands, entwining my fingers with hers, keeping us connected by her side as I slide my lips up.
“Kissing your beautiful pussy until you scream is one of the best ideas I’ve had yet.” I put my lips on her center and look up at her briefly, seeing her bite her bottom lip as her legs fall wider, and I suck on her clit, a groan leaving me instantly. She tastes just as sweet as she is.
“Yes…” she whispers. We’re quiet, her door firmly shut, but God, I want her to unravel on my tongue. I bury myself. Licking and circling her clit, her body grinding against my face with every swipe.
Our hands grip on to each other, like we are each other’s lifeline, as I taste everything she’s offering. When her body arches a little, the bed squeaks again, but my movements quicken as I can feel her quivering, knowing how worked up she is.
I like this. Getting to know her body as well as her mind. Having her at my mercy, having her hands clasping on to mine.
“Oh God, Sutton… That feels so good.” Her words make my already hard dick thicker, and I grind my hips against the mattress, needing some reprieve while I devour her. I worship her, just like she deserves, and just like I’ve wanted to since the moment I saw her beautiful face.
“Take what you need, baby. Smother me with this pretty pussy,” I say against her wetness, my tongue stroking through her opening with every word. Her nipples peak as her hips move faster.
“Yes… yes…” she whimpers.
I hum, loving this with her, every minute I get to spend with her. Knowing that I’m in deep, that there’s no way I can go back to my life as it was.
“Sutton!” she whisper-screams as I suck hard on her clit. She detonates, her hands gripping mine like they’re in a vise, pussy fluttering against my mouth, and I keep going, licking at her like the decadent dessert she is until her body softens and her moans turn to pants. She’s fucking phenomenal.
Pressing a soft kiss to her thigh, I relish the fact that I’m the man who brought her such pleasure.
I slide back up her body, and with each movement, the bed continues to squeak. She giggles before snorting, her expression like sunshine.
“It’s not funny.” I bite her breast playfully, circling my tongue over her nipple, and she squirms. God, I could die happy right now.
“It kinda is.” She looks at me with glassy eyes, tinted cheeks, and a grin that has me slamming my lips onto hers. I kiss her hard, pushing my hips against hers, my hardness so close to where it wants to be. Her hands lower down my body, reaching for me, and the bed squeaks again.
“That’s it.” I jump up, and she giggles heartily.
But then I tell her, “On your knees,” as I stand at the side of the bed.
Her eyes snap up to mine. “What?”
“You keep giggling like that and you’re going to startle your brother, so on your knees, Tinker Bell. You need my cock in your mouth to keep you quiet.”
Biting her lip, her gaze like pure seduction, she slides off the bed and gets on her knees on the floor in front of me.
“What will keep you quiet?” she sasses with an eyebrow raised, just before she leans forward and takes me in her mouth.
As I slide into her warm, wet mouth, I release a husky groan. I’m in heaven. She’s my heaven. This little cottage is our secret hideaway, and I grit my teeth so as not to make a noise. She’s right; it’s harder than I thought.
I look down at the vision she is. Naked, her hair flowing down her back, cheeks flushed, my cock sliding in and out of her mouth so perfectly.
“Mmmmm… Now you’re quiet, Tinker. You look so good on your knees for me.”
I watch as my words start to take effect, her hand skimming her breasts and down her stomach to her center. My ab muscles tighten as she works me over eagerly, taking me deeper.
“You suck my dick so well, baby. Your lips wrap around me perfectly.”
She mewls, the noise vibrating down my cock, straight to my balls. I sink my hands into her hair, gripping it, holding it up off her head as her body arches, showing off her curvy ass. The view of her is phenomenal.
“Are you touching yourself? Touching your pretty pussy while I fuck your beautiful face…” My jaw tightens, my orgasm close as my hips start to move.
Her own hips move as she moans, her hand rubbing her clit with vigor.
“Fuck… open wide, baby. Let me feel that throat,” I grit out as I slide into her again and again. Her body shakes, lips tensing around my length as she whimpers. I know the moment she comes because her jaw relaxes, and I let go, coming down her throat.
“Fuuuck…” Biting down hard, I hold back my roar of euphoria as she swallows everything I have to give.
With a coy smile, she relaxes back on her heels, and I slide from her lips before I bend down and grab her, throw her on the bed, and dive back into her pussy.
“Sutton…” she pants.
“One more, baby… One more for me,” I tell her as I suck hard on her clit, and her back arches, already on the edge and sensitive.
“I can’t…” she whimpers, the lie falling from her lips as her hands grip the sheets beside her.
“Your pussy is telling me a different story.” My words push into her skin before I circle and stroke her clit with my tongue, gripping her ass and pulling her to me.
Her hips move against my face, grinding as she moans my name, ready to crumble.
God, I’ve never wanted a woman as much as I do her, and to have her open to me like this is equal parts pleasure and pain.
“Shit. Oh my God. Ooooh…” She's surprised as her orgasm approaches for a third time, hitting her powerfully. “Sutt—” she starts to yell, and I lift my hand, slapping it across her mouth just as she screams into my palm, thrashing under me. Her beauty is unrivaled. As I continue placing gentle kisses on her core, her body turns to liquid. Understandably, she’s spent after an hour of yoga and then multiple orgasms. She kisses my palm, her touch tender, sensual, like no one has ever handled me before.
I remove my hand from her breathless face as I kiss up her body, the bed squeaking as I move and I lie next to her and pull her close.
“Wow… that was…”
“I know… it was.” I hold her tight, her small body curling into mine. The rain has started up again, the cool Whispers night now in full effect. I feel her body relax, her breathing calm, and within moments, she’s asleep.
Listening to the sound of nature around us, I strum my fingers gently up and down her bare arm, and my mind drifts back to the bag underneath her floor.
I need to get my security team briefed. I need to get things organized. I need to do something. Because here in the dark of the night, in the middle of serial killer forest, I know, without a doubt, I’m done for.
She is the girl for me, and no one is going to take her away.