Chapter Twenty-Four
Tandy
Oh God!
My back comes off the mattress when he starts licking me like like my body wants to run, but I know there’s no way I’m ever going to be able to get away from him. No way for me to get him out of my head or my heart. This is so much more than anything I have ever felt before. It makes what happened with Roger seem like a child’s game or a splinter under my skin -more annoying than a lasting wound.
Rip could have torn my heart in two…but he didn’t. He came back for me. He stood up for me. He was jealous over my fucking nephew, which would have been so annoying and a huge red flag except he was going to let me go so I would be happy, even if it had been with someone other than him. He just didn’t want to have to see it. I can’t say anything. I was jealous too. Thinking of all the women I thought he might have spent the weekend with was killing me, eating me from the inside out. It might not be a good thing but for us it is perfect.
He licks me again but this time he spreads me apart and lingers over my clit until my hips can’t stay still and my breath is coming in fast pants. I never realized how amazing it could feel to have someone…put their tongue there. Not just anyone though. I'm more than sure some of what I’m feeling is because it’s Rip who’s doing it, Rip who’s spending time making sure I feel this way. It makes me fall a little harder and opens my heart a little wider.
He drops kisses on the top of my mound before going back to lick me and our eyes meet. His are hot and molten blue…and hungry. He really wants this as much as I do. I can tell that much. It’s in the way he licks me like I’m an ice cream cone on the verge of melting and he doesn't want to lose any of it, how he pins me down with his stare, how he makes those noises that remind me of a hungry animal eating for the first time in days. What is surprising is how he reaches for my hand to connect us, how he doesn’t seem to want to lose contact with me even as he’s doing dirty, naughty things to me, and how gentle he is given how hungry he seems.
I can’t keep the moans I’ve been trying to hold in silent any longer. I can’t fight the need that is rising up inside of me and threatening to dampen out everything besides him and what he is making me feel. All thought rushes from my mind as he runs that very talented tongue back further and further before dipping it into my wet entrance. I cry out and try to pull my hand from his as my other one grabs for the covers.
“Rip!”
Knowing that he’s pushing himself into a part of me I’ve kept hidden away is earthshaking and hot as hell. He moves back to my clit to suck and play while his free hand moves so he can slip one of his fingers inside of me. I tense and open my mouth to protest but all that comes out is a moan as he tips his finger up and starts rubbing that same part of me that causes my legs to shake and the heat inside of me to rise up so much all I can think of is his next lick, his next touch.
“Oh God!”
What is he doing to me? And can he never stop!
He adds another finger and it’s too much. That heat I felt rise before engulfs me and my mind empties of everything but Rip.
“Yes! Oh, God! Yes!”
And then I’m freefalling. My body shaking, my mind numb, and I'm one big throbbing nerve as I grip his fingers and beg him to come inside of me, to do it all over again. By the time I can finally think again, Rip has shucked his clothes and is crawling back over me. Our lips meet and I can taste myself on him.
“I’m going to do that every day, baby. Every fucking day!”
I think that means he liked it as much as I did.
“Are you ready for me?”
Am I?
I look into his eyes and find my answer there. He would be perfectly happy to stop and cuddle me closer if I wasn’t ready. Even though he took his clothes off, he wouldn’t push me if I wasn’t ready. He wants that skin-to-skin contact just like I do, even if that means just lying with each other. It gives me the courage, the freedom, to speak up for what I want.
“I’m more than ready.”
I wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck. “I need you inside of me.”
He exhales like he might have been holding his breath waiting for what I would say. The smile that stretches across his face is breathtaking and heart-melting. And he’s mine. This time when our lips meet, it’s because I moved to take his mouth. Our kiss is molten and makes that fire in the middle of me start up all over again. His hand comes down to play with my breasts as his other one drops lower where he finds my clit and starts drawing pictures over and around it with the tip of his fingers, all x-rated images that promise so much pleasure and fulfillment while his kisses promise me forever.
He nudges me open, the head of his hard cock bumping against my unbreeched entrance. He looks into my eyes for assurance that this is really what I want, not moving until I give him a firm nod. Then he’s pushing against me. The friction between the two of us and all that his hands are doing to me makes it easy for him to slip the first little bit inside of me.
We both moan through the kisses as his flared head stretches me wide so he can sink even deeper until the tip of his cock fits all the way inside of me. He pulls away from our kiss with a pained look on his face that has my mind tripping over worst-case scenarios. Am I too tight? Is it not what he thought it would be? Does he want to stop?
“Pregnancy.”
His one word comes out as little more than a groan.
“I’m not pregnant.”
“You’re going to be if we don’t stop and let me go out to get…”
“Please, no. I…I don’t want you to leave me.”
“Baby, I don’t want to leave but I also don’t want to take that decision away from you and I’m mere seconds from blowing my load. You feel too fucking good and I can’t…hold back once I…hell, I’m barely holding back now. I have to pull out before.”
“No.”
My legs tighten around him. “You said…I thought…stopping is probably what we should do, right?”
“God damn it, baby. You know we never do what we should do.”
I give him a grin that tells him this time I’m counting on it. “You want me to fill your pussy full, don’t you? You want me to make you a momma.”
“If you don’t…”
the sound of his voice is so gruff I can’t tell if he’s mad about it now or not. I don't want him to think I'm trying to trap him.
“Fuck! You really think I don’t want to push all the way inside of you until I bump up against the very bottom, right where I need to be to have one of my little swimmers take root. You think I don’t want to knock you up, to watch you grow round with our child. Fuck, I just want you to understand what it could mean.”
“Are you going to leave me if we…?”
I wave my hand around not wanting to say the words if he doesn’t want it as much as I do.
“Baby, in a matter of seconds the only way you’re ever going to be without me is if you kill me. I meant what I said when I told Coach you weren’t pregnant yet. If you want that.”
I pull him closer to me so I can whisper in his ear, “Then what are you waiting for, Rip.”
The broad muscles of his back start to tense under my fingertips and he buries his face in my shoulder and neck as the head of his cock swells even thicker seconds before the hot rush of his release baths my insides.
“Oh my gosh. That…I could feel…”
His fingers start working on my clit again even as he stays hard and stays inside of me. He presses forward giving me more of him, moaning the entire time. Our mouths meet blindly as he takes it so slow I think I might combust before he is fully inside of me. I move my thighs higher and wrap them more fully around him to encourage him to move faster, to pry me open even further, and then my body tenses around him as we both feel the little barrier give under the constant pressure he uses.
My brows furrow due to the slight pinch of pain before my body starts to tip over the edge of pain and right into pleasure.
“Oh God! Rip! I’m…”
“Oh fuck, yeah, Tandy. Show me how much you like knowing this beautiful body belongs to me and no one else but me.”
“Rip!”
His name is pulled from me in a whispered scream as my body starts tightening around his long, hard shaft.
Unlike before, when I came from his fingers, this time my body has something larger to cling to, something to fill it completely full as I start to pulse around him and lose my mind again.
Strong contractions wash over my body and leave me wrung out as a mixture of both of us flood my thighs and trickle down between our bodies.
He’s filled me again and this time so full it's leaking out.
The mere thought is enough to build me back up again.
By the time I can catch my breath and grasp what is happening, he’s sunk all the way inside of me, moving in and out at a pace that has my breasts bouncing every time he pushes in.
He ducks his head and takes one of the tight peaks in his mouth causing a squeal of pleasure to leave me.
My fingernails sink into his back, and I cling to him, my only safe place from the pleasure swamping me over and over again.
“Yes! Yes! Rip! I…I love you!”
“I love you, Tandy. Now, tomorrow, forever. I never want to be away from you, baby. I'll never let you go. You’re going to be mine forever.”
“Yes!”
I scream the word as the muscles of my sex start to milk his shaft sealing us together. Forever.