Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
WRENLEY
T orch and I lay in bed facing each other. He used two fingers to trace over my face slowly: forehead, eyes, cheeks, chin, jaw, lips, over and over. Like he wanted to lock each part away to memory by touch.
He worried about the corrupt officer.
Worried something would happen to me.
And maybe I should’ve been concerned too, but I wasn’t.
Torch would be there. He’d protect me while I did the same for him somehow.
I believed he loved me like I did him.
“What’s your Christian name?” I asked in a whisper.
His fingers stilled. But then he blinked before continuing his exploration.
“I don’t like my name,” he told me.
My chest tightened.
His top lip flicked up, then lowered when he clenched his jaw. “It was used a lot in the past. I-I don’t like it.”
I took his hand in both of mine and pressed my lips to his fingers. “Then I don’t want to know.”
“You can.”
“No. I?—”
“Chase. And I only tell you because I know I won’t be taken back to those times when you use it.”
Tears welled. I shook my head and kissed his fingers again as he stared at my mouth. “I don’t want to use it. I don’t ever want to remind you of…. I like your club name. I like calling you Torch.”
Regret for even bringing it up washed through me.
“Say it,” Torch ordered. He pulled his hand free and got to his elbow, looking down at me.
I shook my head, rolling to my back.
He made a noise in the back of his throat. “Need you to.” He leaned in and licked at the edge of my ear. “Please.” There was another lick and nibble, and then he added, “Replace what I hear in my head with your sweet tone.”
“Torch—”
His hand pressed down on my chest, between my breasts. “You’re breathing heavy. I’ve never affected anyone like this.”
Snorting, I shook my head. “I don’t believe it.”
“Believe it. Only you, my Wrenley. Only you have the heart and desire to want me close. To let me kiss them. To let me touch them. To get excited from my touch. Say my name. Make it better for me.”
I shook my head, fighting the pull to give in, especially with the way he spoke low and how his lips felt over my ear and his palm between my breasts. But I didn’t want to bring his past in here. If he woke from nightmares because of me, I couldn’t forgive myself.
“Please, my Wrenley. My sweet, beautiful, addictive girl.” His hand slowly slid down and cupped me between my legs. When I opened them for him more, I felt his smirk against my neck.
Where had this teasing, string-pulling, full-of-confidence man come from? I wasn’t sure where, but I liked that he was sharing this side with me.
Two of his fingers tapped over my entrance. I gripped his shoulder, holding him tightly to me. I wanted his digits in me.
“Torch, please.”
“What do you want, my Wrenley?” His lips trailed from my neck back up to my ear, where he sucked. I closed my eyes and moaned when he pushed his fingers against my clit over my sleep shorts.
“You. I want you. Always want you.”
“How?”
For a moment I didn’t get it, but when I understood, I told him, “I need you inside me. F-fucking me.”
A growl rumbled up from deep within his chest.
“You want my cock in your pussy?”
Oh God.
“Yes. Please, I want you so much.”
“Give it to me, then,” he demanded low.
Swallowing, I met his heat-filled eyes and said softly, “Fuck me, Chase.” He would get what he wanted, me saying his name, but I wouldn’t use it all the time. Just in the bedroom. In times like these.
His grin was almost a snarl as he got up and stripped. Scars marred his body, but they didn’t take away from how good-looking he was. Nothing would. They were a part of him, and I loved all of him.
I sat up and pulled my tank top off, throwing it to the floor. I shoved my sleep shorts down with my underwear and kicked them off as Torch climbed back on the bed.
He sat with his back to the headboard before he picked me up, drawing out a squeal of surprise from me, and placed me on his lap. I expected him to drag me in close, but he didn’t.
Instead, I watched as his hungry eyes mapped out every inch of me. I smiled when he lingered on my vagina and breasts.
“Pretty,” he mumbled, more to himself than me. While I rested my hands on his shoulders, he used his to smooth over me, up from my waist to my stomach, my chest, neck, thighs. Everywhere he could touch, he did while talking to himself. “So lucky. Mine. All mine. Sweet, soft, and gentle. My Wrenley.”
His cock stood to attention between us, pointing at me, leaking a little. Waiting for my hand, but I also wanted to give him my mouth.
I felt Torch had enough time exploring. I had my own hunger to subdue.
Lifting, I scooted down his body on my hands and knees.
“Wrenley, what?—?”
I lowered my upper body and looked up at his wide, burning eyes. After sucking him down until he hit the back of my throat, I slowly slid my lips and tongue back up.
His groan was long and dirty.
I licked over the tip, savoring his precum, before I glided my wet lips back down to breathe him in. I swallowed around him and hummed.
“Fuck,” he drew out roughly.
His size was made for me. Perfect . Enough I could choke on it. Saliva dribbled into his pubes as I listened to Torch pant and curse. I swallowed again before licking all the way back up to the tip.
He lifted a hand from fisting the sheets and pressed fingers under my chin so I had to sit back on my calves. His thumb rested on my bottom lip and swiped back and forth as he gazed at my mouth.
“Don’t wanna lose myself in here.”
I nodded, understanding that he wanted to come while we had sex.
Leaning over, I grabbed a condom out of the drawer and ripped it open to roll over him while he watched.
“Soon, we’ll both get tested. I’d like to have you bare in me. Is that okay?” I looked up just as he cupped my cheeks and drew me close, where we were inches away.
“You want me bare?”
“Yes,” I breathed. I loved the thought of his cum dripping out of me, and I had a feeling he liked the idea of it as well with how wild his eyes seemed.
He shifted his hands. One pressed gently around my throat so he could make sure he still had my eyes while he used the other to cup my pussy and press two fingers inside me, causing me to gasp in pleasure.
“Bare in you?”
“Yes, Chase. I want to have your cum warming me inside.”
His upper lip rose as a deep sound rolled out of him before he pulled my mouth down to his. He picked me up and planted me on his lap again as our kiss carried on and on. It was all nips, tongue, licks that drove me into a lust-filled craze.
Sucking on his tongue, I licked around it and went to my knees and scooted closer. I moved my hand between us to grip his hard cock, holding it out for me.
One of his arms wrapped around my back while the other stayed at the front so he could push me back a little with his hand over my breast to break the kiss. He looked down between us as I slowly sank onto him.
He was big and opened me up just nicely.
“Wrenley. Fuck. My Wrenley.” He lifted his head and stared at me, almost in awe.
He took my breath away.
When I bottomed out and rocked over him, he let out another dirty noise and drew my mouth to his once again. I moaned into it when he teased my clit as I lifted and sank back down. Over and over.
The noises we made, the slapping of my body down on his, filled the room and made this moment that much more indecent. I wanted to squeeze him to me, become one. My heart jackhammered under my ribs, and I was surprised they didn’t rattle.
He gripped my ass, helping me ride him faster.
I tore my mouth away and moaned loudly. “Chase. God, yes.”
He licked and sucked at my neck, my shoulder, and back up to my ear.
Hearing his heavy breaths and the little sounds of desire while he toyed with my clit was enough to force my orgasm out. My stomach tingled. My pussy pulsed.
“Torch,” I whimpered, losing my rhythm, but he was there helping me.
“Wrenley. My Wrenley. My pretty addiction.” He groaned low, and I ate it down with a kiss as I helped him ride out the last of it.
His arms curled around my waist to hold me to him. I wrapped him up with mine around his shoulders, kissing his neck and face, before I settled and rested my cheek down on him.
A small satisfied mewl left me when he twitched inside.
“Wrenley…” was all he said, and it sounded as if he wanted to say more but didn’t know what.
“I liked that. A lot,” I told him.
His quick burst of laughter surprised even him because he cut it off and rolled us so I lay on the bed with him hovering at my side.
I pouted at the loss of him, which his fingers traced.
“Why?”
“I wanted to keep you in me longer.”
His gaze flared before he closed his eyes and dropped his forehead to my shoulder.
“Torch?”
“You fill me up.” He shook his head. “Never felt as good as I do when I’m with you.”
Oh my God.
My insides danced at his words.
I rubbed my hand up and down his arm and admitted, “I feel the same with you, Torch.”
He pulled back, nodded, and climbed out of bed. He slipped on some boxers and left the room. At least his quick departure gave me time to do a jig of happiness in bed that Torch shared his emotions with me.
This, being with the right person, made me feel like I was glowing.
He looked at me like I was a true treasure to him.
Smiling when I heard his footsteps, I glanced to the door.
When he entered, he stopped. “Do you need anything?”
I melted. “No, I’m okay.”
His hands fisted. I quickly sat up, a brief flash of concern hitting me. Did he regret what we did? Had it been too soon for him? Was it too much? Did he worry about what he confessed?
“I need you to get dressed. In case….”
Oh. I’d started to panic for no reason. I took a deep breath and nodded.
He was worried if I went unclothed, we could get caught in a difficult situation while I was naked. I doubted anyone would try to come here, but I understood his concern.
“Okay. No problem.” I smiled, and his shoulders relaxed. I got out of bed and found my sleep clothes again, slipping into them.
When I held out my hand, he walked to me and took it but then used it to pull me into him.
Once more, he searched my face, and a small lift to the corner of his lips graced me.
“Thank you.”
I went to my toes, kissed him, and said, “Anything.” I grinned, thinking back to when he’d said the same thing to me. I knew he meant it then, like I did now.