Chapter 10 #2
I growl and look up at her. Her eyes widen, probably seeing the murderous flash in my expression. “Why the fuck do you know that?” I demand. “Don’t you tell me someone else has had you in this position.”
She shakes her head quickly. “No! But I’ve heard enough slamming doors in this place to know they’re not too sturdy.”
I grunt, a little appeased, and carry her back to the table, setting her on the padded top and forcing my way into the space between her legs.
“It’s going to be fast this time,” I tell her. “You made me wait four fucking days to get back in this pussy.”
“I like fast,” she pants as I pull her bra down, letting her tits bounce free.
“Fucking hell, Nova,” I groan. “How are you this damn sexy?”
“Get this off,” she demands, pulling at my t-shirt. “You’re pretty damn sexy yourself, you know.”
I smirk, pulling my shirt over my head. I love the way her eyes dance over my body, like she wants to take in every inch of me. It makes me feel ten-feet-tall, the way she looks at me.
My mouth takes hers again even as my hands push the fabric of her dress down all the way to her waist. Then I’m pulling her skirt up to pool around her thighs, fingers pushing between her legs to find her warm and wet.
“Fuck!”
I pull her panties aside, too fucking impatient to take them off. “Get my belt undone,” I demand as I press hot kisses over her breasts. “Then get my cock out.”
Her hands are shaking while she obeys me and it turns me on more, knowing she’s this affected. Knowing she’s doing what I asked her to do.
“You’re a good girl, aren’t you?” I murmur in her ear. “Always doing what I tell you.”
Her only response is a whimper as she fumbles with my zipper. Then my dick is in her hand and I groan so loud it would be a miracle if no one heard me.
“The music is loud,” she assures me, as if reading my mind. “And you can’t hear much over the tattoo machines.”
“So what you’re telling me is I can make you scream tonight?”
She ducks her head a little, like she’s shy, and it’s so fucking cute I have to take deep breaths to keep from pulling her into a hug—there will be plenty of time for holding her close after I fuck her brains out.
But damn it, I like her so much. I’m more attracted to her than I ever have been to anyone, obviously, but it’s more than that.
I like her. I like how she can go from so sassy to a needy, whimpering mess in my arms. I like that she’s this bad ass tattoo chick who also blushes in my arms at my dirty talk.
I like that’s she’s independent and takes no shit from anyone, but also shows me her submissive side when I get her wet and aching for me.
I just like her.
And fuck, I really like the way her little soft hands are gliding down my dick right now.
“I need a condom,” I grunt, unsure if I can stand another second outside of her tight heat.
I get my wallet from my back pocket and curse, my head dropping to her shoulder.
“I didn’t put another one in here after the other night. Fuck. Fuck!”
She runs her hands through my hair, quiet for a moment. “I’m on the pill,” she finally murmurs. “And I was tested at my physical a few months ago.” She swallows. “And you’re the first one I’ve been with since then.”
My inner caveman really likes that I’m the only one who’s been inside her for a while. I wish I was the only one to ever be inside her, but I don’t say that, because it sounds way too close to hinting at this being something bigger.
“I get tested every year and I always use a condom,” I tell her, looking up to meet her eyes. “I’ve never done this without one.”
“Me neither.”
I hold her gaze for a long moment. “So that means we’re both safe.” My throat feels tight for some reason. “Are you going to let me feel you like that, Nova? You gonna let me get inside you bare?”
She whimpers and nods her head. “I want that, Lawson. I want to feel you.”
Alarm bells should be going off. There’s a reason I’ve never done this without a condom—I’ve never wanted to.
The desire to be bare with someone, to feel another person skin to skin was never great enough to take the chance.
But with Nova, it doesn’t feel risky. I trust her.
And the fact that she trusts me, too, makes everything feel about a hundred times more intense.
Keeping my eyes locked on hers, I pull the wet lace to the side of her pussy. With my other hand, I grip my dick, biting my lip to keep from groaning. Even my own touch has me on the verge of exploding right now.
Then I notch the head of my cock at her warm, wet entrance and every thought goes out of my head. Holy fuck, does she feel good.
“Oh my God,” she whispers, trying to hide her face in my shoulder. “Oh my God, Lawson.”
But I don’t let her snuggle into me. I need to see this.
I pull back and look down. Her sundress is bunched up around her waist, gorgeous tits out on display, her long legs wrapped around my hips.
My eyes zero in on the place where we’re just barely joined, the hard, swollen head of my cock starting to spread the prettiest damn pussy I’ve ever seen in my life.
“Nova,” I choke out, almost pulling away at the overwhelming intensity of the feelings slamming into me.
I squeeze my eyes shut tightly, trying to keep my shit together. I feel so on edge with her, so close to absolutely losing my mind. She makes me feel wild, feral, fucking desperate, and I don’t know how to rein it in.
Her soft palm brushes my face and my eyes snap open. She’s looking up at me with those huge green eyes, something soft and understanding in her expression. She gently strokes my cheek and I suck in a breath at the sensation. Warmth, softness. All the things I never had.
“Are you okay?” she murmurs, and I nod, turning my face to kiss her palm.
“You overwhelm me,” I say, voice raw with my honesty.
She smiles and I want to fall to my knees. I think I would do anything to have that smile in my life every day. “You overwhelm me, too,” she admits.
“It scares me. How much I want you.”
She nods once and she doesn’t have to speak for me to know it’s the same for her.
“You can have me,” she says, dropping her hand. She lowers herself back to the padded table until she’s lying on her back, and looks up at me. “You can have me, Lawson. However you want.”
“Fuck,” I groan, staring down in awe. She spreads herself out for me, hair a wild halo around her head, skin golden against the dark padded leather. She’s naked and needy and so gorgeous—and she’s all mine.
She’s leaving, a voice whispers in my head, but I ignore it. She’s mine for right now, and that’s all that matters.
“Please,” she whispers, and my last shred of control is annihilated.
“I don’t know if I can be gentle,” I admit, gripping her thighs. She squirms as I squeeze tighter. “You have to tell me if it’s too much.”
“It won’t be,” she says, holding my gaze. “And I don’t need you to be gentle.”
I groan as the control finally snaps, falling down on top of her.
My hands are everywhere, gripping her flesh, squeezing her breasts, pushing her thighs farther apart.
I press hot kisses against her skin, nipping at her then licking the sting away.
“I have to be inside you,” I groan, wedging my hips further between her legs. “Let me in, Nova.”
“Yes,” she breathes, then cries out when I thrust inside. I let out a groan at the feel of her wrapping around me, so tight and wet and hot. I’ll never get enough of this, I think as I pull out and thrust again. Never.
She’s making the best noises, breathy little whimpers and gasps. Every time I slam into her it pushes her body up the table a little, making her tits bounce. I grip her hips hard to keep her in place, needing to bury myself inside her over and over again.
“Need you to get there,” I groan, hips snapping more desperately. “I’m so close already. Your cunt is heaven, baby, you have no idea.”
Her hand slides between us and my eyes widen at the sight of her fingers finding her clit. “Holy shit,” I groan, increasing my pace. “That’s so fucking hot.”
“You have no idea,” she pants, gazing up at me like I hung the moon. “The way you look right now, fucking me, owning me.”
I growl low in my throat and push her hand away, replacing her fingers with my own. I rub fast, hard circles on her clit while I continue to pound into her. “I do own you,” I rasp out. “Every inch of this pretty little body. You’re mine, Nova.”
The second I say those words she breaks apart for me, her pussy clamping down on my dick as the sweetest moan rips from her mouth. I want to watch her come apart on her tattoo table, want to stop time so I can take in every gorgeous second of her coming all over my dick.
But it feels too good, the way she squeezes around me. The way she keens out my name. The way she looks wrapped around my cock. There’s no way I can hold it together for another second.
I grip her thighs hard, probably too hard, and slam into her furiously, hot pleasure erupting at the base of my spine. I explode into her, grunting out her name over and over as I come.
“Holy fuck,” I mutter, once my brain has started working again. I’m slumped against her over the table, out of breath, pretty sure that my heart is actually going to burst out of my chest with how fast it’s pounding. “Holy fuck, Nova.”
“Yeah,” she murmurs shakily, her fingers going into my hair to rub gentle circles on my scalp. I swear I practically purr like a cat, it feels so good. “Holy fuck indeed.”
We lay there for a minute, trying to catch our breath. Finally, she lets out a little giggle, making me pull my head from the perfect pillow of her breasts to look at her face. It’s enough to stop my heart, the way she looks. Red, swollen lips, pink cheeks, eyes so bright and happy.
“What’s so funny?”
She grins. “I’m just wondering if we’re ever going to have sex with your pants all the way off.”
I bark out a laugh. “What can I say, baby? I’m always too eager to get in that pretty little pussy to bother with clothes.” She blushes and fuck, I want to go again right this second. I’m becoming obsessed with that blush.
“Tell you what,” I say into her ear, before kissing the warm skin of her neck. “Let’s go back to my place and we can spend the rest of the night totally naked.”
She sighs, the happy sound burrowing into my heart. “That sounds perfect.”