Chapter Twelve #2
“Maybe.” I let go of her wrists. “Grip the bars at the head of the bed.” Surprisingly, she obeyed.
The headboard was carved and ornate with thick polished, sturdy wood.
I kissed between her breasts, stopping to take one nipple into my mouth and suck.
She smelled like honeysuckle and clean sweat, and it went straight to my cock like a fucking freight train.
“Tonio --”
“Quiet.” I gripped her thighs and pushed them wide, holding her open.
She didn’t fight me on that. In fact, she gripped the backs of her knees, holding herself open for me as she watched with those wrecked copper eyes, chest heaving, and I let myself look my fill before I put my mouth on her sweet pussy.
I licked her slow, from cunt to clit, relishing at her cries. Her hips jerked against my hold. But I swatted the back of her thigh before diving back in again, snarling against her wet flesh.
“Let it out, Tessa,” I said against her pussy. “Whatever’s left in you tonight, you’re going to give it to me.”
I didn’t wait for her answer. I pressed her thighs wide and covered her pussy with my mouth again. Tessa screamed, sharp and raw. Immediately, she let go of her thighs to tunnel her fingers through my hair and grip hard enough to sting. Good. I wanted her rough with me.
I groaned against her, the sting in my scalp only fueling me on.
This woman had been mine the second I laid eyes on her in that cell.
It might have taken me a bit to work it out for myself, but there was no way I would ever give her up.
Tessa Garrison was mine. My woman. And I would make her my wife. Seth would just have to live with it.
I flattened my tongue and dragged it slowly over her clit, circling several times as her thighs trembled and her pussy quivered.
“Tonio --” Her voice cracked, high and desperate. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
As if. I continued to play with her clit, sucking and flicking it in turn. I wanted her mindless. I wanted every ounce of tonight -- éclipse, the blood, the man she’d put down to save my life -- burned out of her by pleasure so intense she couldn’t think of anything else.
She rocked against my mouth, hips grinding hard, her thighs shaking against my hands.
I held her open, relentless, chasing the sounds she made and doing my best to wring more from her.
Her fingers tightened in my hair as she dragged me closer to her pussy so she could grind against me.
Whatever pain she needed to work loose, I’d take it. All of it.
“That’s it,” I said against her, voice rough. “Give it all to me.”
She came on a shattered cry that made my chest swell in both pride and relief. Her back bowed off the mattress, thighs clamping around my head. I didn’t let up until the tremors rolling through her slowed, until her grip in my hair went slack and Tessa went boneless against the sheets.
I kissed my way up her body, over her stomach, between her breasts, along her throat, until I reached her mouth. She kissed me over and over, hungrily but also with affection and thanks. If there were tears on her cheeks, I wasn’t going to mention them. I wasn’t stupid.
She reached for my belt, fingers clumsy with need, and I stood to finish what she started.
I shoved my pants and boxers down in one motion, kicking them aside along with my shoes and socks.
Her gaze dropped to take me in like she needed to memorize every inch.
I let her look as I gripped the base of my dick.
Let her have whatever ground she needed to reclaim herself and tonight.
“Come fuck me, Tonio.” Her voice was a breathy, needy whisper. She was better, but she needed more and I thought this could be the breakthrough we both needed emotionally.
“Do you want a condom?” I raised an eyebrow, wanting her to make the choice.
She narrowed her gaze at me. “You said before there would never be anything between us. Have you changed your mind?”
“Not for one Goddamned second.”
“Then don’t ask me stupid questions,” she said, reaching for me again, and I let her pull me back down on top of her.
I settled between her thighs, braced on one forearm, and positioned myself against her pussy entrance. She was slick and swollen from my mouth, and when I pushed the head of my cock inside her, Tessa sighed like she was the most contented woman alive.
“Look at me,” I said.
She did, her copper gaze locking onto mine.
I pushed inside her in a slow, wet glide, my cock thick and pulsing against her tight pussy walls.
Tessa’s breath caught, her entire body tensing, hungry for the fucking I intended to give her.
I watched her carefully just to make sure she didn’t shy away from what she’d just begged for. She didn’t. She fucking thrived on it.
Her nails dug into my arms, sharp enough to sting, and that just made me harder. I bottomed out, balls flattening against her ass, my groan mixing with her broken little whimper. Pure fucking heaven, right there.
“Jesus, Tonio,” she gasped, bringing her legs up to lock around my hips and pull me deeper. “Fuck!”
I braced over her on my forearm, my other hand gripping her thigh so tight I’d probably leave marks. Good. She’d need the reminder in the morning. I started to move, a slow grind meant to make her feel every inch of me.
“You feel that?” I rolled my hips, grinding hard at the end. “That’s you taking every fucking inch like a good girl.”
She arched up, chasing her orgasm. Her tits rubbed against my chest. Her whole body trembled beneath me and all I could do was hang on while she fucked me like a boss.
With me on top of her. And I let her. I wanted every drop of that wild, angry energy out of her system and all over my cock.
I put my hands on her hips and gave it to her the way she wanted it.
Hard, deep, steady. I didn’t stop. I didn’t let up, not for a single Goddamned second.
I set a brutal rhythm and she took everything I gave her, never looking away from my eyes. I fucked her until my arms shook and sweat ran down my face. She wrapped her legs around me and held on, using her own leverage to fuck herself on my cock, greedy for me.
She was close, but fought it, either not wanting to come yet or defying me to see what I’d do.
I honestly didn’t know nor did I care, because I’d reached the point where there was very little I could do to keep from coming, and there was no fucking way I was coming before she did.
I lay flat on top of her, pinning her wrists again while I rode her.
She glared up at me, breath ragged. “Do it, you fucking coward,” she spat. “Come in my pussy! Come right fucking now!”
“Fucking bitch,” I bit out as I let go, coming inside her with a deep hard thrust. Tessa screamed like her whole world detonated. Her pussy squeezed my dick so hard I saw stars. Her whole body seized, nails biting deep into my shoulders. The sound drove me straight over the edge.
When she stilled, I collapsed on top of her, both of us panting and spent. She wrapped her arms around my neck and laughed softly.
“Fuck,” she said, dragging her hand down her face and urging me in for a soft, lingering kiss. “Fuck, I needed that.”
I grinned, kissing her again just because I could. “You’re not the only one.” I rolled us so we lay on our sides and that’s as much space as I could allow her at the moment.
She reached for my hand, interlacing our fingers. Then she pushed me to my back before climbing on top of me, straddling my hips. Her hair hung in her face, wild and tangled. She looked down at me, dark eyes searching.
“You done treating me like glass?” she said.
I slid my hands up her thighs, stopping at her hips. “Only if you stop lying to me.”
She snorted. “No promises.”
I smirked, running my hands up to her waist, feeling every bruise and scratch. “You’re a piece of work, Tessa.”
“Ditto.”