Drawing in a deep breath and sending up a prayer for control, I smoothed Eva’s skirt back down into place. Then I lifted her and turned her to straddle my lap. I almost smiled at her dark scowl. It was adorable. But my cock was pissed at being left hanging, and from the state of her flushed skin and rapid breathing, I guessed that was the reason for her too.
“Are you kidding me, Tucker Carrington?” she seethed.
I raised an eyebrow and gave her my most innocent expression.
“I can’t believe you spanked me!”
I cocked my head to the side and stared at her, a verbal reminder of why she was punished seemed unnecessary.
“You can’t tell me how to talk,” she grumbled. “You don’t own me.”
Now I was the one glaring. “Don’t push me, Eva-bear. Or you might earn yourself another spanking.”
She huffed and wiggled on my lap, forcing me to swallow a groan. “You could have at least let me finish.”
I was right. “You come when I tell you, baby. And it wouldn’t be much of a punishment if you enjoyed it. Now would it?”
“Arrgh!!” Eva punched me in the shoulder and tried to scramble off my lap, but I held her hips firmly, keeping her right where I wanted her. Well, I really wanted her in my bed with her legs spread and my head buried in her pussy. But we’d get to that later.
“I think it’s time to get some things straight, Eva,” I informed her in a low, commanding voice.
She folded her arms and quietly fumed, but she’d stopped trying to get away, so I continued.
“I waited until you were of age. Until you’d finished school and established a career for yourself. I was patient while you continued to date assholes, forcing me to threaten their lives if they came near you again.” She gasped, and I could tell she was about to yell, so I covered her mouth and kept speaking. “Eight long fucking years I’ve waited for you, watched you, protected you. So don’t tell me you don’t belong to me, Eva. You’ve been mine since you were fifteen years old, and I think, deep down, you’ve known it.”
“How would I know any such thing, Tucker?” she snapped, but I didn’t miss the hint of sadness in her eyes. It made my heart ache for what I’d put her through even though it had been necessary. “You barely knew I existed when I was a kid, you were mean to me when I was a teenager, and I haven’t seen more than an occasional picture of you in my entire adult life.”
I dragged the pads of my fingers along her jawline. “I know, baby. But trust me, I was always aware of you. You were just so fucking young when you started to become a woman. I couldn’t handle it. Especially once it became clear that you had a crush on me. And I knew if I didn’t stay away…” I shook my head and gave her a regretful smile. I’d done what was right, but that didn’t mean I didn’t hate myself for hurting her. “I was never far from you, despite being an ocean away.”
Eva licked her lips, and I watched her tongue with jealous fascination. I wanted my tongue to be the only one that tasted those pink lips. “I don’t understand,” she said quietly, drawing my attention away from her mouth.
I sighed and shifted on the couch, unable to find a comfortable position, particularly with the woman of my dreams sitting on my lap. My restlessness might also have had something to do with the fact that I’d almost revealed just how deep my obsession with her ran. I couldn’t risk showing my hand until she was tied to me so tightly that it wouldn’t scare her away. “I promise to explain everything later. But right now, I’m just going to lay out the important facts.” I took her chin between my thumb and index finger, holding her in an iron grip so she was forced to keep her eyes on my face. I wanted her to see how serious I was about what I had to say next.
“You belong to me, Eva Kendal.” My other hand squeezed one of her butt cheeks. “This pink ass is mine.” I released her behind and brought my hand up to cup one of her generous breasts. “These tits are mine.” I traced her mouth with one finger. “These lips.” My neck bent, and I kissed her hard before pulling back to meet her eyes again. “All of you. Your body. Your heart. Mine.” The last word came out in a growl, and her eyes simmered with heat until she seemed to realize what she was giving away and shuttered her expression.
“You can’t just decide that I’m yours,” she sputtered. There wasn’t much conviction behind her words, and I decided the time for talking was over. I needed to get her naked and working on getting her bred. Not only so she could never leave me, but because I wanted a big family and the image of Eva round with my baby had me on the verge of jizzing in my pants like a fucking teenager.
“Your body says otherwise, baby,” I grunted and brought our faces mere centimeters apart. “The way you gushed all over my hand while I was stroking your pussy was proof of that.”
I held her body firmly to mine as I surged to my feet. She opened her mouth and started to mumble a denial, but I crushed my mouth over hers. It wasn’t far to get to the stairs, and I only bumped into one wall on the way since I couldn’t see much while I was ravishing her lips, sucking on her tongue, and making sure that every step I took rubbed her hot center against my raging dick. Fearing I would trip and hurt her, I tore my mouth from hers and jogged up to the third floor as fast as possible, so she didn’t have time to break out of the daze my kiss had left her in.
At the top of the steps, I returned to devouring her as I stumbled down the hall to the master bedroom. Once we were through the door, I turned and shoved her up against the wall, too impatient to make it to the bed just yet. My hips held her in place while my hands went around her back. One slipped up to pull the pins from her hair and the other found the zipper to her dress and yanked it down. I pulled back just enough to let the top of the dress fall forward. Eva’s tits were spilling out of the black lace cups of her bra, the tops jiggling with each heaving breath. It reminded me of what was underneath her outwardly modest outfit.
I needed to see her. All of her.
I took one step back, enough to drop her feet to the floor, then I dragged the dress down until it was loose enough to fall to the floor by itself. Then I took another step back and admired the vision before me.
Her big tits made my mouth water, the hard nipples poking through the lace. Her stomach was flat—I’d be changing that as soon as possible—her hips flared, leading to long legs that were encased in nude silk that started at the tops of her thighs and were held up by black lace. Last, my gaze landed at the apex of her legs, and I groaned when I saw how wet her panties were.
My girl had a naughty streak. A seductress hidden under an innocent’s clothes. It was a perfect mixture of sweet and spicy. A thought suddenly entered my mind, and I stiffened for a moment, before my arms shot out and I gripped Eva’s shoulders. “Who were you wearing this sexy as fuck underwear for, Eva?” I growled. It better not have been for that fucker she’d been having dinner with. “Were you expecting someone to peel away your innocent disguise to discover the vixen you were hiding beneath it?” My stare bored into her as the thought of another man seeing or touching what was mine had a murderous rage building inside me.
Eva looked a little frightened. I was sure she could see the anger pouring off me. I didn’t want to scare her, but she needed to realize that I would put any motherfucker in the ground who made the mistake of getting too close to my woman. “No,” she whispered.