Chapter 8 #3
“Honey, I’m crazy about you. Nothing is too big for us to work out if you’ll give us a chance.
” Rory slipped his hand behind Tess’s neck and pulled her gently towards him.
Settling his lips over hers, he kissed her as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
And she was. As she relaxed and slid her fingers into his hair, Rory hit the button on his seat and moved it back as far as it would go.
With both arms around her he lifted her onto his lap.
“Tess, I know I can be a hard-ass, and may not be the easiest man to understand,” he whispered as he held her trembling body.
“I don’t know why fate brought us together, but I truly believe you were meant for me.
I have never felt this way about another woman, and I don’t believe I ever will again if I lose you.
If you’re looking for someone you can control, babe, that’s not me.
I have to be in charge, it’s the way I’m made.
There will be times when we will have arguments.
I will always listen to you, but I will decide what’s best for us.
I make the rules, Tess, and I will expect you to follow them. ”
“And if I do not follow these rules? What happens then?” she asked softly, although she already knew.
“I will be fair, Tess. There are situations that are unavoidable, but if you purposely defy me, I will punish you.”
Tess swallowed. This was nothing new to her and she would not have expected less from Rory. At least he was being honest, nothing held back. As he rubbed her back she relaxed against his broad chest and sighed. “And in the bedroom?” she questioned.
“In the bedroom, what?” he asked, kissing the top of her head and holding her closer. Just the thought of having Tess in his bed was enough to cause his already painful erection to throb.
“Do you have this control problem there also?” Tess asked, glad it was dark in the car.
Rory laughed. “I don’t see it as a problem, and I don’t think you will either, but, yes, in the bedroom too.”
“This is a problem for me Rory. I … I think I can mind you, at least most of the time. I know you are this kind of man and that you want to protect me and keep me safe. I am not sure about…the other? Why do you need this from me and what if I do not like it? I would not want to worry about being punished while we were .…”
“No, Tess, they are two separate things. Punishment would not be part of making love. When I say I need to control you in the bedroom, it is for our mutual enjoyment. I would never do anything you did not like, but I will make you try new things. If there are things I do that you hate, you have only to tell me to stop. I would never hurt you, not in a sexual way at least. I can’t promise that your beautiful little ass won’t hurt if you misbehave,” he told her turning her face up to him.
He could see her lips trembling in the faint glow of the dash.
Her dark eyes searched his face as she laid her hand on his rough cheek.
“I will go home, Rory,” Tess murmured, lifting her lips to his and gently kissing him. “We can take things slowly, yes?”
Rory lifted his hips and pressed his rock-hard erection into Tess’s bottom.
“I don’t know how slow I can go, babe. I already want you so badly I can’t think straight, but I will do my best,” he replied, slowly sliding his hand up her leg beneath her skirt and cupping her center.
Damp heat engulfed his searching fingers and he smiled darkly.
Pushing aside the elastic on one side of her panties his finger was bathed in her juices as he stroked lightly over her hard, little nub.
Tess tried squirming away unsuccessfully as Rory clamped his other arm tightly around her waist.
“Hold still, babe, I need you to show me how slow you want me to go,” he growled continuing to rub her with tantalizing unhurried brushes of his thick digit.
Tess’s head dropped back against his shoulder, lightning flowed through her and her hips began to dance. Moaning, she tried to push herself closer to his touch, but he held her firmly, her bottom pushed snuggly onto his erection, controlling her every movement.
“Easy,” he whispered. “I’m trying to go slow here. I don’t want to rush you,” he grinned before capturing her lips in a melting kiss.
“Rory, please,” she begged when he finally let her come up for air. “Please .…”
Deliberately misunderstanding her, Rory ever so softly let his finger graze her one last time before he released her. Shifting his hands to her waist he deposited her back in her seat gently.
Sighing, he leaned back in his seat, brought his hand to his face and licked his fingers as if he had just finished a decadent desert.
Wide-eyed, Tess gasped and shifted in her seat, trying to control the relentless need he had gifted her with. “Rory,” she hissed, totally embarrassed.
“What?” he asked grinning wickedly. “You’re delicious, babe.
I can’t wait for the next course.” Adjusting his seat, he backed out of the parking space and exited the dark lot.
He knew perfectly well that Tess’s pleading had not been for him to stop and it was extremely gratifying to know she wanted him as badly as he wanted her, even if she couldn’t admit it. Yet.