It was so damn sexy. My sweet little lamb was hot as fuck when she took control.
“I know what I want, Jenner,” she purred. “It’s you. It has always been you. What I feel for you isn’t just a fleeting crush. It’s real and lasting. I didn’t need time to figure that out because I’ve known it from the first time I saw you.”
With her clenched around me like a tight glove and her confession filling my head, that provided the last push to send me completely over the edge. There was no holding back, not when she was telling me what I wanted to hear and my balls were already aching to release every drop I’d been storing up just for her.
But there was no fucking way I was going to let our first time be on the damn couch. “Keep those legs wrapped around me nice and tight, little lamb,” I commanded as I lifted onto my knees and then stood with her still wrapped around me.
She squealed then giggled as I carried her into the bedroom. Each step I took thrust me up into her a little more, making her moan through her giggles, which only had her squeezing my cock harder. When I reached the bed, I dropped into the middle, with me landing first and her on top of me so she didn’t take any of my weight.
Doe looked down at me with wide eyes, her grin slowly fading, and I could tell she’d become nervous. I rolled us, burying her beneath me once again, and was rewarded with the return of her beautiful smile. “I missed you today,” I told her as I slowly began to thrust.
“I-I missed you too,” she panted. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you all day.”
“Mm, I like hearing that, baby.” I sank my teeth into her earlobe, causing her to shudder and her pussy to clench so hard around me, I nearly blacked out. “You’re mine in every way now, little lamb. Tell me you know that.”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“And I’m yours,” I vowed, holding myself completely still deep inside her as I lifted my gaze to lock with hers. “From the first moment I set eyes on you, I belonged to you. Waiting for you has been torture, but if it meant getting to this moment, I wouldn’t change a single second of it.”
“Jenner,” she breathed, emotion thickening her voice.
Taking her hands, I lifted them above her head until she caught hold of the headboard. “I need you to hold on, baby. Don’t let go, because I’m about to lose control.”
“I want you to lose control.” Her fingers grasped the wood, and I pushed up onto my knees. “I want to be the reason you can’t contain yourself.”
I dug my fingers into her hips as I lifted her ass off the mattress, angling her so I could go even deeper. Doe threw her head back, crying out my name, and that was the end of what little restraint I’d been able to hold on to.
I pounded into her, molding her pussy to my cock over and over again until it learned the shape of the only one who would ever be inside her. There was no way I would allow anyone to ever touch her, but now that I was finally inside her, I knew I would kill anyone who tried to take her from me.
I could feel her walls starting to spasm, and I knew she was close. I spread her lips with my index and middle fingers on one hand, exposing her clit a bit more so I could use my thumb to play with that sensitive little nub and send her flying into an orgasm. As soon as I felt her walls start to milk my shaft, that triggered my own.
I tossed my head back, a silent shout shredding my throat as I began to spill deep inside her. It was so damn good, so intense that I dropped forward, giving her my full weight as I lost consciousness for a moment.
12
Doe
My internal alarm clock had my eyes snapping open at 4:30. Or maybe it was the hard rod pressing against the small of my back. It took a few moments before I realized I wasn’t alone in bed—and that the bed wasn’t my own.
Then I felt the arm around my waist, and Jenner’s lips touched my neck. “You gave me a killer workout all night long, baby,” he murmured close to my ear. “The only way I’m getting out of bed this morning for a run is if this place catches fire. Close those pretty eyes and go back to sleep.”
Yawning, I snuggled back against him, only for that hard rod to jump against my hip. He took his arm from around my waist to adjust himself before wrapping me up tight once again. “Ignore that fucker. He needs to give your sweet pussy a rest for a little while. You are already going to be sore after all the times you let me take you last night.”
“I’m not complaining,” I told him, turning my head to glance at him over my shoulder. I must have left the bathroom light on when I’d gotten up to use it in the middle of the night. It gave me just enough of a glow to see the smug grin on his face.
“Not yet. Wait until you’re up and moving around. Then you will be cursing my name.” He pressed his lips to the back of my head. “After you’ve had a nice long, hot bath, we’ll talk about how sore you still are.”
It felt so good to be held by him that my eyes began to close, and I found myself drifting back to sleep. The next time I lifted my lashes, the sun was shining through the curtains, and I was alone in bed.
Grabbing the blanket, I tucked it under my arms as I sat up, listening for any sign of life. When I heard movement from the direction of the kitchen, a wave of shyness hit me, and I quickly glanced around for my clothes. My flannel shirt and jeans were neatly folded at the end of the bed with my bra underneath, but my panties were absent.
Frowning, I quickly got dressed, minus the underwear, and tiptoed to the bedroom door. But my swift movements were not without some grimaces. Jenner had been right earlier when he said I would be sore. He’d worked out muscles that I didn’t even realize I had from the feel of how tender I was with each lift of my leg.
From the doorway, I could see the kitchen and living room since it was all open. Jenner was at the stove cooking with his back to me. The sight of him dressed in only a pair of jeans made my mouth go dry. His back was all sculpted muscle covered in black inked skulls and demons that were oddly beautiful.
The night before, he’d let me trace each and every one of the tattoos on his body. It had taken me over an hour to outline them all with my fingertips, but his barely contained growls had been greedy for more of my touch. I wanted to do it all over again, starting with his chiseled back.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he called out, keeping his back to me. “How do you like your eggs?”
I licked my lips as I pushed back the fantasy of spending the day exploring his body over and over again. “However you prefer is fine with me. I’m not picky when it comes to eggs.”
He glanced at me over his shoulder, that smirk of his only making me want to climb my fingers up his back that much more. “Come get a cup of coffee. Breakfast will be ready soon.”
I moved slowly across the room. A mug was already sitting beside the coffeepot, but what caught my attention was that my favorite creamer was sitting there as well. I knew he didn’t drink it, so it surprised me to find it there. “Did you get this for me?” I asked, and he turned to look at the creamer.
His brows lifted, and I quickly looked away, ducking my head to fix my coffee so he couldn’t see how jealous I was.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jenner turn off the stove and place the pan on a different burner. Wiping his hands on a dish towel, he turned and wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his nose in my neck. “Of course I got it for you, little lamb. There is no one else I would ever allow in my space like this but you.”