Chapter 16
Rob
She’s making impossible demands.
And the thing is?
I respect that.
I respect her.
Hadley isn’t a one-night distraction.
She’s not something fleeting or forgettable.
She’s not a mistake I’ll walk away from in the morning.
She’s—fuck. I clamp down on that thought before it turns into something she’s not ready to hear.
Because she’s watching me. Feeling me. Waiting.
And I’m not about to break her trust now.
“Still with me, Cookie?” I murmur, slowly driving my cock deep inside her.
Fuck, she’s so wet.
Tight and hot.
And her pussy is squeezing me so damn good.
Never like this. Never with anyone else.
I brush my thumb along her cheek, grounding her and maybe grounding myself.
Her lashes flutter, but she doesn’t look away.
“Yeah,” she whispers. “I’m here. Oh Gods, Rob, you feel amazing.”
Damn, she’s so good.
Her breathy little whispers are driving me nuts.
And tonight?
Tonight wasn’t part of my plan.
I had a strategy. A way to earn her, step by step, without overwhelming her, without pushing too hard.
But plans change.
Because when she looks at me like that—soft and uncertain and wanting me despite all that?
Yeah, I’m not stopping.
Not when she chose this—me.
My hands move over her again, slower now, deliberate.
Learning and memorizing every inch of her.
Every curve.
Every reaction.
Every little breath she tries to hide.
I move to my knees, bringing her with me. Her ass is practically sitting on my lap, her breasts are thrust out as her back arches and my hands grip her hips as I move her where I want her, where I need her.
“Rob…” she says my name like a question, like a warning, like a plea all at once.
“I’ve got you,” I growl quietly, feeling my cock slide even deeper.
And I mean it. I do.
Her arms go over her head, fingers tangling in the sheets, and I rock into her. Gods, we’re so close like this. It’s so good.
I increase my pace. Watching her tits bounce up and down as I fuck into her good and deep.
Her lashes flutter. Her pussy squeezes.
And I know she’s close.
“You gonna come for me, Cookie?”
“Oh Gods, please. I’m so close. Don’t stop!”
As if I would.
No, I work harder. I pound into her, lifting her hips and slamming her down, fucking her on my dick.
And it’s so damn good.
I feel her pussy tighten, and I know the second she’s going to explode. I move forward, spreading her legs wide.
I cover her with my body, grinding into her as she starts to come.
“Oh! Oh, Rob!”
I feel her nails raking down my back and something in my chest tightens hard.
She keeps on coming, dragging me over the edge with her, and my Tiger roars as my balls tighten and my cock starts to spill my seed inside of her.
My fangs elongate, but I don’t dare press my mouth to her skin.
I know I can’t claim her yet.
Instead, I cup her cheeks, and I watch her watching me as we both ride out our orgasms—and it is phenomenal.
“Are you always this intense?” She asks several moments later.
We’re both a bit breathless, and I appreciate she’s trying to lighten the situation.
Trying to tease me, but not quite pulling it off.
A low chuckle slips out of me.
“Only when it matters.”
Her eyes widen just a fraction.
“Dangerous answer.”
“Honest one.”
I brush my knuckles along her arm, watching the way she reacts, the way her body answers before her mind can catch up.
“Tell me if I went too far,” I add, softer now.
Her head shakes immediately.
“No,” she breathes. “You were perfect.”
Yeah. That does something to me.
Something deep.
Hadley chose this tonight, and I’m going to make damn sure she never regrets that.
“Look at me,” I murmur.
She does.
And I hold her there with my gaze.
“Good,” I say, quieter now. “I want you to stay tonight. Right here with me.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” I reply.
A moment passes. Then two.
And just when I think maybe I asked for too much, she answers.
“Okay,” she whispers.
Just like that, I feel my cock start to harden again, and I know the second she feels it too because her eyes go wide, pupils blown.
“But that’s not possible,” she whispers.
“With you it is. Want you, Cookie. I always want you,” I confess.
My hand slides to her hip again, steady, grounding, while the other traces up her back, slow and reverent.
Not rushed.
Never rushed.
Because this?
This isn’t something to get through.
This is something to remember.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I tell her, because she needs to hear it. Because I need to say it.
Her breath catches.
“You keep saying that like I don’t know what I look like,” she says, trying to deflect.
I tilt my head, studying her.
“You don’t,” I reply simply. “Not the way I do.”
That lands.
It resonates inside her.
I see it.
Feel it.
And instead of pushing, instead of crowding her with more—I soften.
Just enough.
Just enough to keep her with me.
Because she asked for right now.
So I give her right now.
But I don’t give her less.
I give her everything I can without crossing that line she drew.
And yeah, part of me is already adjusting.
Already thinking ahead.
Because if she wants to keep this physical?
Fine, I’ll meet her there.
I’ll show her exactly what that means.
Show her what it feels like to be wanted like this.
To be seen like this.
To be touched like she’s the only thing that matters.
“Still think this is just tonight?” I murmur, brushing my forehead against hers.
Her breath hitches.
“Don’t start,” she warns softly.
I huff a quiet laugh.
“Not starting,” I say. “Just asking.”
She searches my face.
And for a second—just a second—I think she might say something different.
Something bigger.
But then she shakes her head.
“Right now, Rob,” she whispers. “Just right now.”
I nod.
“Alright.”
But as I pull her closer again—as I feel her settle into me, trusting me, choosing me—my Tiger just watches.
Patient.
Certain.
Because she can say right now all she wants.
But I’ve already felt the way she fits against me.
And I’m not letting that go.
Not now.
Not later.
Not ever.
“Hold on, Cookie,” I growl as I position us both on our sides, facing each other.
Her eyes are on me as I drag her leg over my hip, letting her body adjust to my cock before I start to move.
I wait for her assent, and when she nods, I clamp a hand around her neck and slam her mouth to mine.
It all starts now.