Chapter 19
CHAPTER 19
B eckett
As I checked the perimeter, I realized I was whistling. Me. Whistling. That never happened. My sudden need to express some sense of joy had nothing to do with the earlier song I’d played on the guitar.
It was all about Mallory’s craziness outside. Tossing snowballs and making snow angels. She could be one of the most frustrating people on earth, but her playfulness brought the rounds of fun she’d talked about.
I’d enjoyed myself. So had Jax.
He was now curled by the fire snoring. I had a feeling he would either be too tired for dinner or would eat second and third helpings.
I tossed back a mouthful of bourbon as I stared at the flames licking across the aged wood. She’d taken my advice and headed up to take a shower. She’d even convinced herself there were no additional wolf spiders in the guest bath.
More power to her.
My clothes were still damp. Maybe I’d change while she showered. I polished off my drink, still thinking about the afternoon. After retrieving my weapon from the coffee table, I headed upstairs, taking them two at a time. Her bedroom door was closed and I almost invaded her privacy, but chose against it. Being close to her was wonderful, but not something I could continue doing.
We needed to put whatever this was into perspective.
I headed into my bedroom and immediately noticed my bathroom door was closed. My entire body tensed as I walked closer, finally able to tell the light was on inside. It would seem her bravery had failed.
With a wide grin on my face, I slowly opened the door, doing what I could to keep from making any noise. Steam was rising, the mirror blanketed by it. I placed the gun on the back of the bathroom counter, my thoughts quickly drifting to various filthy things, deeds that would be considered a sin in polite company.
As I closed the door, my hunger increased, enough so my cock pressed hard against my sweatpants. I wasted little time removing my clothing, advancing with only one thing in mind. Enjoying every inch of her.
I stood in front of the mirror and pulled off the bandage. The wound appeared to be healing nicely, no seepage. The typical scabs were doing what they were supposed to do. I used the clean side to wipe the mirror, able to take a better look at it in the reflection. I was a lucky man in several ways, including by finding someone as talented and beautiful as Mallory. I tossed the bandage in the trash, thinking about what I was about to do.
Touching her again should be forbidden. Logic told me that.
But I found it impossible to stay away from her.
The moment I opened the shower door, she gasped and I could tell she’d managed to muffle a scream. She raked her hands through her hair as she controlled her breathing, finally allowing me to know just how interested she was by dragging her tongue across her lips.
The shower was huge, both showerheads going. There was something almost magical about the way water was cascading across her voluptuous body. I inched closer.
She raked her gaze down the length of me, slowly returning it to my eyes. I could swear her pupils were dilated, her breath skipping. Then her lust-filled eyes turned their attention to my wound. Using gentle fingers, she rubbed the area, barely touching as she examined it.
“I’m fine,” I told her, taking her hand into mine and kissing her fingers.
“You’re lucky.”
“The healing process has nothing to do with luck. You know that.”
As she pulled her hand free, she bit her lower lip.
My hunger was increasing, my cock standing at full attention. I refused to rush, using a single finger, sliding the tip across her forehead then down the bridge of her nose. Her breathing remained scattered as I trailed my finger down one side of her face then the other, moving ever so slowly to her neck. A single purr slipped past her voluptuous lips as she tipped her head, allowing me to enjoy her long neck and strong shoulders.
Just the sight of her naked body was enough to drive me to another stratosphere. She was so beautiful, her hourglass figure making my mouth water. Every small whimper she issued sparked the famished beast inside of me. I enjoyed exploring her body with my fingers, brushing them lightly across her skin. As I swirled a fingertip around first one nipple then the other, she blinked several times, her body finally pitching forward until she was forced to cling to me.
“Don’t worry, Doc. You know I’ll catch you. If you fall, I’ll be there. If you’re hurt, I’ll stay by your side. If you’re in danger, you’ll be protected. That much I promise you.”
“Be careful, Beckett. I might hold you to that.” Her voice held a tone of angst, more so than before.
“You can.”
“I don’t want to wish for anything.”
Her admittance almost gutted me.
Everything about her aroused me to the point I couldn’t hold back any longer. I yanked her against me, wrapping my hand around her hair at the scalp. As I lowered my head, breathing across her face, her eyelids remained half closed. “Do you know what I want to do to you?”
“Keep me? Chain me? Punish me?”
There was something startling about her frank words, almost as if they were an admittance of what she truly desired.
“Yes.”
As I tilted her head even more, lowering mine, she pressed her fingertips against my muscles. She wasn’t fighting me, just creating another searing wave of heat. I rubbed my lips across hers, savoring the sweet taste of her mouth. She rose onto her tiptoes, wrapping her arms around me. When she darted her tongue just inside, I issued several low-slung growls. The woman knew how to turn me on, keeping my cock at full attention.
I pulled her off the floor onto her toes, grinding my hips back and forth as I captured her mouth. As I thrust my tongue inside, she wiggled against me. The combustion between us intensified, dragging my filthy mind to an entirely different level. When the kiss became more passionate, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I lost control. I hungered to the point I had trouble focusing, wanting nothing more than to plunge my cock deep inside.
She mewed in my hold, running her fingers down the length of my chest, wrapping her hand around the base of my cock. As she stroked me, moving up and down slowly, I couldn’t keep another series of growls from erupting from deep within my core. The sound reverberated between us, adding to the burst of electricity we shared.
She created a wave of friction, my balls tightening. Fuck, I wanted her even more than before. As I explored the dark recesses of her mouth, I realized just how much I needed her. Every inch. Every breath.
The moment I couldn’t take it any longer, breaking the kiss, she nipped my lower lip, exaggerating her sucking sounds. I reared back, my chest heaving. Then I pitched her against the back of the shower, advancing quickly.
Her smile was full of mischief, and she pushed her palms against my chest, laughing in such a way the sound echoed. Steam rolled over us, the heat becoming oppressive, but it was nothing like the scorching feel of her touch.
Mallory’s smile was laced with the kind of darkness she knew I craved. As she reached for me, arching her back in her usual way of enticement, every sound she made was more tempting than the one before.
Perhaps she continued to underestimate my wild yet controlling side. I yanked the closest showerhead from the wall, stretching the handheld out to the side.
She barely acknowledged what I was doing, the few sounds she made escalating into hints of rapture.
With an evil thought in my mind, I turned the nozzle on the showerhead to a slow pulse, once again inhaling her intoxicating desire as I slowly eased the stream of water down her arm, shifting briefly to tease her nipple.
“Oh. That’s so…” She threw her head back, half laughing, half whimpering.
“Such a dirty girl. You deserve to be hosed down.”
Every time she looked at me it was with a mixture of admonishment and the strongest level of longing I’d ever seen. This time was no different. Her lips had even twisted in a hint of frustration. She had no idea how close I was to losing control.
I sprayed the water down the outside of one leg, never allowing my eyes to leave hers. Everything about the way she reacted was spectacular, pushing me into doing truly depraved things. It would seem a permanent grin remained on my face. I rolled the pulsing spray to the inside of her thigh and almost immediately, she threw one arm down, grabbing the handle.
Did she really think she was going to stop me?
I laughed in such a way she stuck out her tongue.
“You’re just… terrible.”
“Say that again,” I told her, teasing her pussy with the splashing water.
Every moan she issued added to the series of powerful aphrodisiacs, pulling me further into the darkest recesses of my mind where all control was lost.
Still moaning, she shifted her hips back and forth. “You’re so bad. A horrible man.”
“Yet one you crave. I’ll accept that.” I splashed the water against her swollen pussy lips, marveling at the way her body immediately stiffened, her eyes all but rolling into the back of her head.
The moment I sprayed the full stream of water against her pussy, she let out an intense yelp, remaining on her toes as she gyrated her hips forward. “You can’t. That is… Oh, my God.”
I kept the pulsing sensations on low as I shifting the wand back and forth. My eyes were glued on her reaction, every muscle in my body stiffening from the hunger that I couldn’t shove aside for very long.
“Holy fuck. Holy…” She slapped one hand over her mouth as she attempted to focus, but I knew in my gut it was impossible for her. She was too far gone in her rapture.
I found myself smiling as soon as I turned the nozzle to a higher pulse. Within seconds, the woman I couldn’t seem to get enough of was dancing and bucking against the stream, her laugh becoming the most infectious sound I’d ever heard.
Mallory finally gripped my wrist, trying to open and keep her eyes wide. “Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, Doc.” I was chuckling like some truly evil man as I continued to assault her with the stream of water.
Within seconds, she was rocking the water, her entire face contorted by the odd but incredible exertion.
“Be careful, little girl. I just might eat you alive,” I mused.
“I dare… I dare you to try.” She was still laughing, trying and failing to focus as she rode the wave.
I’d never been this playful with anyone, allowing the sweet ride of temptation to take dominance over my needs and everything else. I wondered how long that would last.
For now, there was nothing like seeing her in the middle of the throes of passion.
Every time she bucked against the water, a portion of the spray’s angle was shifted, splashing her in the chest. The moment I turned the pulsing onto high, half the water reached her face.
She was writhing in the sinful act, undulating her hips back and forth.
The way her eyelashes fluttered across her cheeks was the first indication she was close to letting go, feeling the electric sensations of a climax. Her heavier breathing was a second. I concentrated on my efforts, enjoying the way she tossed her head back and forth as her pleasure continued to build. Every time she moaned, my body tensed more than before and my needs spiraled to the point of becoming out of control.
“Oh, so bad. So very…” She reached out, gripping my shoulders. I lifted and spread her leg, pressing her knee against the shower wall as I fucked her with the stream of water. The sexiest part about the moment was watching her face contorting as the climax rushed into the darkest section of her body and mind.
I tilted the spray, concentrating on a different angle.
Her scream was high pitched, her body shaking violently.
My desire to continue tormenting her luscious frame was only overcome by my needs that were clawing at the surface. Fucking her was all I could think about, shoving everything else aside.
As she started to come down, dripping with perspiration, she rubbed her face and laughed several times.
I adjusted the showerhead, once again allowing the water to cascade over us. As if needing the sin of our coupling washed off, she shifted under the water, rubbing both hands through her wet hair.
While I just watched.
A few seconds later, she turned her head, licking her lips on purpose.
The twinkle in her eyes continued to drive me to the point of madness. As she slid the tip of my cock up and down her already wet pussy, her delicious scent wafted into my nostrils. I was almost drunk from the single deep inhale I took. I hovered over her for at least a full minute, determined to continue teasing her.
I forced one of her legs around me then the other, pulling her further away from the wall. She laughed nervously as if I would drop her.
My look was stern, enough so she blushed. “Trust me.”
“Said the spider to the fly.”
“I’m too big to be a spider. Remember?” I laughed, unable to help myself.
“Ah, yes. You’re right.”
She jutted her hips forward and every dark, sadistic need I’d experienced over the years came crashing down. I thrust my shaft deep inside her pussy, the sensations rocketing through me forcing guttural sounds from my throat.
“God. You’re so… big,” she whispered with a breathless laugh at the end. Her eyelids were half closed, her long lashes skimming across her wet skin.
I allowed her muscles to become used to the tightness while my heart continued to hammer against my chest. I’d never experienced such a wildfire of adrenaline before, the rush keeping me on edge and lightheaded.
The way she shuddered in my hold was adorable.
She dug her nails into my shoulders all over again, purring the moment she tilted her head so she could try to focus her eyes on mine.
I doubted that was possible.
So much of me wanted to lay claim to her, to forbid her from ever being with another man, but my possessiveness wouldn’t change things.
There was no sense in clouding my mind. I planted my hands on the shower wall beside her head, using the angle and friction of our coupling as I pulled out, driving into her again and again.
She clung to me, her eyes never blinking as we continued to build the steam in the room. Soon, we wouldn’t be able to focus on a thing. That was just fine by me. I was too far gone to give a shit about anything but filling her with my seed.
The woman was so easy to be with, her verve and attitude setting my world on fire. She was also beguiling as hell, using her feminine wiles to contort my thinking. Of course she knew what she was doing.
As I thrust deep inside, her smile remained, her moans becoming more frequent. I wanted nothing more than for her to climax all over again, exploding with passion. I drove into her brutally, my entire body shaking.
Seconds later, she gripped my arms, holding me in place as she tossed her head back and forth. As her body bucked against mine, I thrust more ferociously, taking gasping breaths.
“Oh. Oh!” Her elevated whimpers were almost too much to take.
She bucked even harder, her body trembling. I lowered my head, whispering in her ear. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come hard and fast.”
She continued to tremble for several seconds, finally opening her eyes, the slight smile she offered coy as hell. The woman had no idea just how seductive she truly was.
As her body started to spasm all over again, she squeezed her pussy muscles forcefully, licking her lips in appreciation and to let me know she still held some control no matter how much I didn’t like it.
My body began to shake much like hers had done and within seconds, we were both close to powerful orgasms.
She met every hard thrust with one of her own, arching her back away from the shower. My heart skipped several beats as the pleasure continued to increase until the moment of ecstasy pummeled me toward an orgasm. I held on as long as I could, growling with every brutal slam.
“Oh. Yes. Yes. Yes!” Her scream filtered into my eardrums as she climaxed, the moment finally setting me free.
That’s when I lost it, erupting deep inside, filling her with my seed.
I’d never been a man who’d wanted anyone in my life. Now? Everything had changed. I was falling hard for the girl and in truth, it petrified me.
I had to follow through with my decision.
I would set her free.