Chapter 35 Tex
TEX
This woman.
This fucking woman.
She was going to be the end of me.
She sat on the edge of the bed, her lips still glistening with pre-cum and spit, her nipples hard and pink. Her hair had come out of its messy bun and was loose around her shoulders, and she stared up at me through those long dark lashes.
I reached over and gently cupped her face before leaning down so we were at eye level. “Am I unsure? Is that what you just asked me?”
She nodded, her face still being held gently in my grip.
I leaned down and kissed her—kissed her so hard I worried I might bruise her lips, and yet she didn’t pull away. Instead, she kissed me right back just as hard and just as desperate.
Reaching for my jeans, I pulled out my wallet and grabbed a condom. I tore the packet open with my teeth and handed it to her.
“Put it on me,” I ordered, and she nodded.
Her slender fingers moved over my dick, sliding the thin, ribbed condom down my long shaft, and I hissed as a wave of desire washed over me so hard that it made my head spin.
“Now lay back down,” I said, and she immediately complied.
I grabbed her ankles and stepped closer to her so I could rest them on my shoulders. I tore my gaze away from her eyes to look down at her glistening pussy.
“Fucking beautiful,” I murmured. I slid a finger into her, crooking it to hit all the right spots, and she bucked against my hand.
She whimpered when I slid a second finger inside her, then stretched her wider with a third.
“I’m going to make you come so hard, the bulls outside are going to try and break out. ”
I looked away from her pussy and stared into her eyes as I fucked her with my fingers. Her eyes were wide, her mouth hanging open like she couldn’t believe what I had just said, and I chuckled.
“Don’t look so worried, darlin’.” I felt her body tense as my fingers rubbed against a bundle of nerves and she cried out, her ass lifting off the bed, and I knew she was ready for me.
I pulled out my fingers, sucking them into my mouth so I could taste her. And God damn but she was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted in my whole life. Better than cotton candy.
My dick was screaming for more, so I grabbed her hips before pulling her to the edge of the bed and lining myself up at her entrance. I nudged myself inside, just a little to tease us both, and then pulled back out and she whimpered.
“Please, Tex,” she breathed, and it was the only thing I needed to hear. “I need you inside me.”
I smiled down at her, holding on to this moment for a fraction of a second before my hands gripped her tighter and I slammed myself all the way inside her.
I wasn’t a gentle man, and it took everything in me to try to hold back some of my savagery, to lick and nibble at her body and not brand her with my teeth and hold.
I devoured every inch of her body, possessing it, owning it, needing it desperately like a man starved for water or air.
My hands roamed every curve and dip, my tongue tasted every inch of soft flesh, and my hungry gaze continued to look for more.
More of her that I could lick and taste.
More of her that I could caress and squeeze.
Her body was my temple to pray to, and I prayed to it with her every thrust of my hips as I slid in and out of her tight body over and over.
She cried out into the air above us as I moved from tip to balls over and over, sliding in and out of her with such ease that it was like her body had been made just for me.
Her muscles clenched around me at times so hard it was almost painful to stay inside her, and yet I didn’t ever want to leave her body. Not ever.
I could quite happily die fucking this woman… No, I could die making love to this woman, because I realized as my balls pulled tight and her gaze found mine that this was what it was. This wasn’t fucking; it was something deeper, something so much more.
I wasn’t fucking Rowan, I was loving her, worshipping her.
Her head thrashed from side to side, her eyes still on mine as her hands kneaded her breasts, pulling on her nipples as I held her hips and rode us both into oblivion.
We tumbled to the other side together, me groaning with one final deep thrust and her calling my name into the air.
And from somewhere outside, the bulls made it known that we were driving them crazy too.
This woman.
This beautiful fucking woman was everything and more.
Everything I never knew I needed. And everything I could never live without again.
As we lay together afterwards, her head on my chest and my arm thrown across her naked body, I knew I had found something special.
Something I hadn’t even known I was missing out on.
But mostly I knew that I didn’t have to search for a sense of peace any longer, because I had finally found it, and it had been really simple all along.
It was this. Just two people on a bed together with the sun setting outside and our hearts beating in sync.
It was being with the person you loved the most in all the world while the world fell asleep around you. And knowing that now you could sleep too, safe in their arms. That you would be protected and loved, because no matter what came next, you’d get through it together.
Because peace was knowing that you’d never be alone again.