Chapter 14
Thane - POV?
“It’s too bad that Ava decided to spend the night with Grammy and Grampy or she could have looked through all your –”
I ignored her shriek as I swept my arm across the table, scattering the pencils and papers all over the floor, and turned her around and lifted her up to sit on the table.
I didn’t wait.
I didn’t ask.
I took her mouth in a hard, consuming kiss that had her moaning into my mouth and her hands gripping my shirt tightly.
I pinned her body down with my own, her legs wrapped around my waist as one hand twisted in her hair, angling her head the way I wanted it and the other coasted up the smooth skin of her stomach until I had a handful of her breast.
I groaned when I felt her nails scratch my scalp and tugged on my hair. She moved with me, pressing her body into mine, then pulling away, a desperate dance our bodies both wanted … needed.
I pulled away to look at her flushed face, swollen lips, her eyes glazed over and knew that this woman was the only one I would ever want.
She made me happy. She made me want to become a better man, not just for her but for Ava as well. She supported me, encouraged me to do better – to be better.
She just made my life better and she deserved the best from me.
I slowed my hands, soothing them up and down her sides, gently pushing her hair behind her ears, rubbing her cheeks, brushing my thumb across her plump lips.
“Courtney, honey,” I whispered. “Baby, I don’t want to go too far, but God you make things hard.”
Her eyes blinked slowly before her lips twitched and a sweet, soft giggle floated through the room. “I make things hard, huh?”
I snorted and bent down to kiss her again, when she jerked out of my arms. “I told you, Thane, that I am all in,” she said, walking backwards towards the office door, never taking her eyes off mine as she lifted her t-shirt over her head and revealing all that creamy skin underneath.
I felt my body seize up, my breath locked in my throat and my vision narrowed down to the gorgeous female standing a few feet away, who was slowly disrobing, revealing piece by piece of unblemished skin.
The moment her jeans hit the floor, I felt something rise up inside me and damn if it didn’t feel like a possessive beast roaring for the female that was his.
I yanked my shirt over the back of my head and tossed it to the floor. “Run, baby girl, because when I catch you, you won’t be leaving my bed any time soon.”
She smiled, tugging on her panties, pulling them higher before she coasted her hands up her stomach until she played with the front clasp of her bra. “Ooh, the big, grumpy bear is so scary.”
“That’s it,” I growled, sprinting to the door.
She laughed, spun around and ran through the house. Going into the living room, dodging behind the sofa, she matched me footstep for footstep.
I kicked my shoes off, not once taking my eyes off her.
When my hands went to my belt, her breathing picked up, that sexy mouth dropped open and a beautiful blush spread from the top of her head to her chest.
Just as I was about to pull the belt out of the loops, she scurried passed me into the kitchen were we circled the island a few times before she ran up the stairs.
But instead of going left to the room she shared with Ava, she bolted to the right to the only room at the end of the hall – my room.
Soon to be our room.
She ran inside and slammed the door shut.
When I kicked the door in, she was on the other side of the room, her whole body flushed, her chest was rising and falling with her rapid breathing. There was just enough light from the moon shining through the window that I could see her standing in front of my massive king-sized bed.
“Nowhere to go now, honey,” I rumbled as I stepped closer, watching her eyes take in my bare chest, my hands going to the buttons of my pants, licking her lips.
“Oh no, I’m trapped by the big, grumpy bear,” she whispered, unsnapping her bra, pulling it off her shoulders, exposing herself in her full glory. “What is going to happen now?”
I started out slowly, creeping closer until I could take two large steps and scooped her up with every intention of throwing her onto the bed but when her arms wrapped around my neck, her legs tightened around my hips, everything froze.
The feel of her against me, the way her lips traced along my neck, up to my lips where I devoured every moan, every whimper until she was writhing against me, pulling and tugging on my neck to get me to move.
And I did.
I toppled both of us onto the bed, pressing her down into the mattress.
“It’s over, honey, I’m not letting you go,” I growled into her mouth, nipping at her bottom lip.
Her eyes looked glazed as she blinked them slowly at me, before a mischievous smile took over her lips, “unless I get away,” she said, stretching her arms high above her head, arching her back, and her long legs extending down the length of my body.
Then she began to struggle. Pushing against my body, pulling on the mattress in the hope of getting away. And she nearly did.
In a moment of shock, I had sat up, giving her the chance to roll off the bed before I felt some caveman instinct screaming at me ‘she’s mine.’
I didn’t think, just reacted.
I grabbed her up, threw her on her stomach onto the bed, tucked her arms underneath her, pinned her legs down with my own and forced my hand between her stomach and the bed until I could feel her wet heat against my fingers.
I groaned into her neck at feeling her soaked through her panties, coating my fingers.
“You’re mine, you’re mine,” I told her, rubbing my fingers through her slick, “all mine.”
She tried to move but I had her wedged between the bed and my body. The only thing she had succeeded doing was rubbing her tight ass against my dick.
“Stop talking, Thane,” she moaned, pushing her backside firmly against my hard-on, “more, touch me more.”
I pushed her panties out of the way and plunged one long finger inside, relishing the way her body jerked and spasmed around my fingers.
“I’ll take care of you, honey. I’ll do whatever I can to make you happy,” I tell her, adding a second, “you don’t have to do anything, sweetheart. Just let me take care of you.”
She moaned low and long into the pillow, her body convulsing as she came on my fingers. I sat back on my heels, my eyes tracing over the curve of her spine, down her quivering legs.
I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her up to her knees, yanking her panties down over her hips and thighs to tangle around her knees. I swallowed at the sight of her ass in front of me, so plump and thick, I raised my hand and let it fall hard on her left cheek.
She moaned, and I brought my hand down again and again on her soft skin. “This is your punishment,” I tell her. “Taunting me, pushing me; what’s the saying? ‘Don’t poke the bear.’ Well, honey, you are about to find out what happens when the bear gets pushed too far.”
She arched her back more, working her hands underneath her body so that she could push herself up and slowly moved to her back, her arms above her head but still her legs tangled together by her panties. “So, what does the bear plan to do now?”
I stood up from the bed and removed my pants and briefs, leaving me naked for her to look over. “No way that’s going anywhere, Thane,” she gasped, raising up on her elbows, eyes wide, mouth open and panting.
I reached down and grabbed my hard cock, stroking it hard and slow. “Sweetheart, you’ve got the perfect little hole that was made just for me.” I stepped closer to the bed, still stroking while my other hand reached down to grab her leg and pulled her to the edge of the mattress.
“Don’t worry, baby,” I murmur as I knelt on the floor at the end of the bed, pulling her legs over my shoulders, giving me a perfect view of her tight, wet slit.
“Oh my God, Thane,” she squealed, trying to scoot back to the top of the bed. “I’ve never … I mean, no one has ever …”
I jerked my head up to stare at her wide-eyed, flushed face.
“No one has ever kissed this pretty little pussy?”
I growled against her inner thigh, wrapping both hands around her hips and yanking her back down until her sore ass was hanging off the bed.
“I’m gonna be the first to taste you, baby,” I whispered to myself, “and I sure as hell will be the last.”
With that I dove in, not giving her any warning, not giving her any chance of escape as her body quaked and bowed off the bed. Her hoarse voice begging me for more, begging me to move harder, faster and I do that and more.
Sliding two fingers back inside her warm, wet core, I groaned at the tight pressure as she squeezed her muscles.
I worked her harder and harder, my fingers pushing and stretching as my tongue attacked her clit causing her to twist and turn but I had an arm pinning her hips down to the bed, holding her still.
“Thane, Thane,” she screamed, her hands tearing into the sheets, “oh my God! I can’t … I can’t – ”
I added another finger, searching for that spot that I know will drive her wild. “Come on, honey,” I growled against her clit, “come for me baby girl.”
And just like that, her back bowed off the bed, her legs tightened around my head as she flooded my mouth. She had one hand gripping the back of my head, holding me in place as the other was clawing at my arm that was holding her down.
I loved every second of it. How she came undone, completely uninhibited and unrestrained. When I felt her body slowly relax, I lifted my head to see the blissed out look on her face and my whole body filled with pride.
I did that.
I am the one who brought her pleasure, who made her lose control and damn if that didn’t ignite my own pleasure.
I slowly lowered her legs back down to the edge of the bed, slipping my arm under her body and shuffling her limp form up the bed to rest her head on one of the many pillows.
I moved to the side of her, keeping my hands running up and down her body, soothing the tremors that raced down her legs, murmuring sweet words to her as she floated back down.
“That was perfect, honey. So damn sweet,” I kissed the side of her head, smiling at the way her breath stuttered in and out. Despite how painful my cock was, I was happy to hold her, finally content to have her in my bed.
I felt her body relax more and more and just when I thought that she may have drifted off to sleep, she rolled over, slinging one soft leg over my hip, nestling my hard cock into her wet heat.
“If that is what happens when I ‘poke the bear’, well prepare yourself to get poked … a lot,” she smiled against my mouth before taking it in a slow sweet kiss, moaning as she tasted herself on my lips.