Chapter 21
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
MAYA
D inner was at a restaurant in town. It was a small and cute one that I’d never been to. More importantly, it wasn’t loud and busy, which meant it was the perfect place for us to talk without having to yell over other people.
We’d just ordered and the waitress had disappeared when Texas’s attention locked on me. “Gonna say it again, babe. You look damn stunnin’.”
My body warmed like it had at the house when he’d said the words the first time. “Thanks.”
“Not that you don’t look hot all the other times, Maya. You do. It’s just the red against your skin, and with your hair down and curled more… fuck.”
A nervous laugh left me. I couldn’t deny that Texas was attracted to me. I just needed time to get used to it and that we were on a date. We’d also kissed. And we were going to be an us .
I wasn’t dreaming. This was happening.
All day I’d freaked out that I’d been too forward the previous night by pretty much admitting I would have stayed to sleep with him. And without a doubt or regret, I would have, because as soon as he’d kissed me, it was like a wave of desire rocked straight into my body. For a brief moment, I’d even considered stripping naked and begging, but my sanity had shot back, and I’d realised I was in the same boat as Texas. I didn’t want to rush… yet. Though, technically, it was a new day, so did that mean it was new rules?
“You look good too, Texas. You always do.”
“Babe.” It was a soft babe. One I loved hearing.
I picked at my napkin while I said, “I really like your ink, and the way you dress, and your hair on your head and face.” God, that sounded lame, and yet I still finished with, “It’s hot.”
“Babe.” That babe was a bit tighter and had me looking up at him. My breath caught, my pulse raced, and my stomach dipped. The heat in his eyes made them look darker than normal. I jumped when he suddenly got out of his chair and came at me. He dug his fingers into my hair to pull my head back so he could kiss my next breath away. When we stopped, I was left panting.
“Texas,” I whispered. I didn’t look around, but I knew people were watching. I didn’t care, though.
“When you say shit like that, it’s gonna make me want to kiss you, so expect me to do just that, no matter where we are.” His tone was rough and caused me to shiver.
“Okay.”
“Good.” With a peck to my lips, he moved back to his seat and sat. “Now, we’re gonna talk.”
I nodded. It was all I could manage, still a little lost from that kiss.
“Maya, I fucked up when it came to you in the past.”
I stilled and pressed a hand over my belly.
“I want you to know it won’t ever happen again. I should have seen you back then. I didn’t, and that was the biggest mistake I made. But I see you now, babe. I’ve seen you for a fuckin’ long time.”
My insides turned buttery as he continued, “You give me your heart and I’ll take care of it in a way where you won’t ever have to worry about me or my intentions because you’ll know what I want. And, Maya, what I want is you in my life as mine. My woman. My old lady.”
Oh.
My.
God.
Tears formed in my eyes, and I bit my bottom lip to stop it from trembling.
“I know we’ve got a lot of time to lead up to the final point where I put a ring on your finger, but you gotta know, babe, that I see no one else but you in my future. Are you willing to hop on this ride with me and see where this can take us?”
“Texas,” I uttered, and slammed my lips into a tight line, afraid I was about to cry. I slid my gaze to the side and sucked in some deep breaths through my nose.
“Did I fuck up? Did I say this at the wrong time? Do you not want long term with me?”
Standing up, I wiped at my eyes as I walked to his side and pushed at his shoulder until he skidded his seat back so I could sit on his lap and curl into him.
My arms were so tight around him, I worried I’d strangle him. When I lifted my head from his shoulder and he cupped my cheeks, I drew in a shuddering breath. “I’m ready to hop on that ride with you, Texas.”
“Christ,” he clipped before he kissed me once again.
Something was placed on the table. I pulled back from Texas with a bright smile before I glanced to the side and found our waitress putting our food down.
I went to get up from Texas’s lap, but his arm tightened around my waist.
As I turned back to him, he kissed the corner of my mouth, my nose, and cheek. “Made me a fuckin’ happy man, babe.”
“The feeling is mutual,” I told him softly.
“Let’s get some food into you. Heard women can get testy if they’re not fed regularly.”
Snorting, I shoved his shoulder as I stood and went back to my seat. “I can’t deny it, but shouldn’t this be something you already know?”
“The only women I’ve been around in any long-term situation are Low and Rommy. Low’s already testy about everythin’, and Rommy’s too sweet to get testy.”
The only women he’d been around for a long period of time were his family.
Hadn’t he had other long-lasting girlfriends?
“But—”
“None of those girls I was with mattered, Maya.”
“But—”
“They were fillers because I knew they weren’t right for me. Who is right for me has been right in front of me for nearly my whole life, but I didn’t have my fuckin’ eyes open.”
“Shut up.”
“Maya—”
“Please, I can’t take anymore sweetness or I’ll cry, and then I can’t enjoy my meal.”
He smirked. “All right, babe, I’ll shut up for now.”
“Thank you.”
I bounced my knee up and down as Texas drove along the road. Dinner was amazing. His words were beyond that. Now he was taking me home, but I didn’t want to go home. I just didn’t know how to tell him, worried it was too soon.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that I’d been waiting for him to see me since I was sixteen.
Hadn’t I waited enough? I thought I had.
Besides, he wanted a future with me. He’d said so himself.
“Texas.”
His tattoo-covered hand on my thigh squeezed. “Right here, babe.”
I covered his hand with mine and played with his rings. Softly, I asked, “Can I stay the night at your place?”
The car swerved to the right, but Texas got it under control again with both hands on the wheel. “Say again?”
“Um, can I stay at your place? I know you said to go slow, that you don’t want to think with your dick, and want to give me all the bells and whistles, but, Texas, I’ve wanted you for a long time.”
I didn’t like his pause; it made me feel like I was being too forward again, and doubt started to creep in.
“Text your mum. Can’t have my woman waitin’ any longer,” he told me in a harder tone, and I watched him grip the wheel tighter before he turned it around towards his place.
I did as he requested, and it quickly chimed back.
Mum: Okay, sweetie. Have fun. She sent it with a winky face emoji.
I placed my phone in my bag again and held it on my lap. I wanted to know what Texas was thinking, so I asked him.
“I’ll be honest, babe. I’m worried that when I get you home, I’ll have you on your back in a second because I’ve been thinkin’ about eatin’ you before I fuck you.”
My mouth dropped open and a mew-like sound escaped. I pressed my thighs together, feeling my panties get wet.
Texas snapped his gaze down to my legs and gripped the wheel again. “Fuck. You’re down with that thought, aren’t you?”
I didn’t say anything.
I couldn’t.
Texas glanced over at me. “Yeah, you’re down with that. Christ, Maya. I can’t fuckin’ wait to get my hands on you. I’m gonna strip you bare and pleasure every damn inch of you, just like you deserve.” He stopped the car and jumped out.
I blinked slowly and noticed we were parked out the back of Texas’s place. Next, my door was yanked open. Texas reached in and undid my seat belt before he picked me up and flung me over his shoulder.
“Texas!”
“Shush. Gotta get my woman inside to take care of her.”
A moan slipped free when he ran a hand up and under my dress to caress my butt cheek. I heard the door being roughly unlocked and opened. A light flashed and I was placed on my feet as Texas shut the door and locked it again.
He spun on me, picked me up again, but this time he pressed my front to his. Immediately, I wound my arms around his neck and legs around his hips.
That was when I felt it.
Just how turned-on Texas was.
He really had been thinking of doing those things to me.
Unable to help myself, I sucked on his neck, and I lifted my body up a little so I could press my crotch in and rub over his erection. Texas massaged my arse, pushing me against him more. I drew in a ragged breath at the sensation of my clit getting teased.
“Jesus Christ, babe.” He kicked at a door, then stepped into his bedroom. “Down, Maya,” he said gruffly. I dropped to my feet and reached behind me to undo the zip on the dress. Texas’s eyes flared and heated more. He took off his vest and put it on the hook behind his door. His tee was next, but that went to the floor.
I managed to get my zip down, only to stop moving while I watched the show in front of me.
Texas’s hand went to his button, then the zipper. Both came undone as he kicked off his boots. His socks were next before he straightened and hooked his thumbs into the sides of his jeans and pushed them down his legs, revealing more tattoos. So many more.
Swallowing thickly, I took in his body and frowned when I noticed he still wore boxers. Tented boxers, but they were hiding what I really wanted to see.
“Babe.” My tone held a little frustration.
“Hmm?”
I waved a hand his way. “Are you going to remove those?”
He chuckled. “When you catch up to me.”
I lifted my head and saw his amusement-lit eyes. They dropped to my clothes.
Oh, I was still dressed.
Smiling, I slipped the dress from my shoulders. When it pooled at my feet, I kicked it, and my heels, away.
“Fuck,” Texas clipped, his burning eyes on my black lace panties and bra. I’d worn them as a “just in case”, and I was glad I did. Texas cursed again and scrubbed a hand over his face.
I reached around once again and got my hands on my bra latch.
“Wait,” Texas ordered. I dropped my arms and watched him step close to cup each breast. “Babe, one thing you gotta know. I’m a tit man,” he told my breasts. “And these beauties are the best I’ve fuckin’ seen.” He dipped down, eyes still raised up to mine while he took my right nipple between his teeth. I sucked in a sharp breath. He did the same to the other and my knees grew weak. “I ain’t fuckin’ lyin’, gorgeous.” He reached around me and unhooked my bra smoothly, slowly dragging the straps down my arms. His gaze was glued to my chest at the unveiling, giving him a clear sight of them.
He groaned and cupped both to feel their weight. Leaning down again, Texas licked around my left nipple and then sucked it in, driving me into a frenzy. I had to grab a hold of his upper arms or I’d fall.
“Texas, please,” I breathed.
“What, Maya?”
I snuck a hand between us and wrapped it around his boxer-clad erection. He hissed out a breath, cooling my wet nipple.
“Need you,” I said as I let go of him to shove his boxers down his legs so I could see what was in store for me. What I saw had me swallowing.
He was long and thick. I wasn’t completely inexperienced, but I already knew it would take some time for it to fit all the way in.
And then I was distracted.
My head rocked back, my mouth opened, and I moaned when fingers found their way inside my panties and me. I’d been too busy studying him that I didn’t see or feel him move until I felt him.
“Goddamn, baby. How’re you gonna react when I fill you?” His voice was a low grumble, and then his lips, teeth, and tongue attacked my neck while his fingers played through my wetness. “Christ, so wet and tight.”
I spread my legs more, even though they shook, and tightened my hand around him, fisting up and down over his length, dragging out a groan. I let out a sound of complaint when I lost his fingers, and then I had to let go of him all together because he picked me up once more.
“Bed,” he said against my lips. I opened up to a hot and heavy kiss while he lay me down on his sheets, covering me with his body. His mouth moved down my neck to my breast, but only for a moment, because next he stood up and dragged my panties down my legs. “Open for me, babe. I’m hungry for a taste.”
Panting, I nodded and slowly spread my legs for him. Ignoring the blush from feeling exposed, I wanted to do this for Texas. Not only because he’d asked, but because he already had my body humming with desire. I wanted everything he offered.
He climbed back onto the bed and settled between my legs. He planted a kiss to each thigh, to my stomach, my mound.
“Babe, you have me starvin’.” He tucked his hands under me, and he lifted me up to his mouth where he swiped the full length of my opening with his tongue, groaning.
“Texas,” I cried, gripping the sheets at my sides. He kissed, licked, and then flicked his tongue everywhere. Already my lower belly tingled. My toes curled. “Oh God.”
He latched his mouth around my clit and slid his tongue up and down over it. I closed my eyes, back arching as I drew closer to a release.
He lowered me to the bed but kept up playing over my clit while a finger or two glided in and out of me. Stretching me.
“Christ, baby. So damn tight.”
I glanced down to see him watching his fingers enter in and out. Seeing him staring with such a look of lust drove me closer to the edge—until I shattered around his fingers when he flicked his tongue over my clit again.
Breathing harder, I pressed a hand to my chest and opened my eyes to see Texas, orbs so dark and filled with more hunger, hovering over me. When he shifted to the side, I heard a drawer open, a crinkle of wrapper, and then he leaned back to kneel between my legs.
My pussy spasmed from witnessing him rip the condom with his teeth and slide that sucker down over his length. His warmth covered me again. I reached for him, running my hands up and down his sides. Our gazes locked, and I felt his hand between us, lining himself up. He brought it out to slap down on the bed beside my head, and he slowly pushed in.
Leaning down, he touched his lips to my nose, my cheek, my lips, and forehead as he edged in further. “Fuck, baby. You good?”
“Yeah,” I got out a bit shakily. “You’re just big.”
“You have had—”
I nodded. “Once.”
“Once?” When I nodded again, he cursed. “Let me know if I hurt you. I’ll stop.”
“Texas, I’m not breakable. I’ll be fine.” I opened my legs more and reached down to grip his arse. Lifting my top half up a little, I nipped at his chin. “Fuck me, baby.”
He groaned and slid all the way in.
“Harder,” I demanded.
“Babe—”
I cupped the back of his head and dragged him down for a kiss. He grunted into my mouth and then pulled his hips back to thrust into me. I dragged my nails over his skin. He must have taken it as encouragement, just the way I meant it, because he pulled back again to slam in.
I broke the kiss to cry, “Yes, baby.”
Then it was on. We were all over each other—hands, teeth, mouths, and tongues. Each time he entered me, it was a little harder, and I freaking loved it. I lifted my hips, meeting his while he pressed in and rolled, teasing my clit.
The wet sounds were erotic. But we got off on it. We were made to fuck. Made to take each other. He fit in my body amazingly. His thickness sat snugly inside me where I felt all of him .
I dug my fingers into his arse again, my toes curling once more as my belly tingled. “Texas, God, yes, please.”
“Fuck, babe. Fuck. Close.”
“Yes. Now,” I drew out as another orgasm crashed through me and my pussy clamped around him.
He grunted, burying his forehead into my shoulder to groan. His thrusts faltered a little as his muscles became taut, and with a moan, he emptied into the condom.
After a sweet kiss to my neck, he slumped to the side, both of us trying to find more oxygen.
“That,” I panted. “Was. Epic.”
An abrupt chuckle left him. He curled me into him and kissed my cheek. “Because it was us together.”
My body melted. “Yeah,” I whispered.