I supposed we’d find out together.
38
“I’ll never get tired of hearing you moan my name.”
“Neither will I. Now stop teasing me.” Her gorgeous thighs fell open, giving me room to head south and tease her with my talented tongue. She’d argued with me earlier when I attempted to eat her pussy, telling me the angle of my body might put pressure on both the back of my head and my side, but I won out in the end. I told her it was either she let me use my mouth on her or we’d wait until I was fully healed, possibly waiting three or four weeks before having sex again. I might’ve exaggerated the timeline a little.
Apparently, my wounds weren’t such a big deal after all. The reality was, it’d been three days since Addy stitched up my head and while the area was still sensitive when I accidentally touched it, usually with my fingers because the area was itchy, I was fine. In fact, she said she could probably remove the stitches by the end of the week. My side was getting better each day, and I was told I should be all healed up in no time.
I was lucky, luckier than most, and there wasn’t an hour that passed when I didn’t thank fate, or the lucky stars, or whoever reigned in the sky, that I was still here, sharing my life with the woman I loved and working toward an end to the war that had erupted again between us and those bastards.
With the first swipe of my tongue, Chelsea arched her back. With the second, she gripped the sheets. With the third, she tangled her fingers in my thick hair and pulled, the slight sting of pain spurring me on. And when I closed my mouth over her most sensitive place, my name, my real name, Jaime, fell from her lips over and over as I lapped up her juices, teasing her until she finally came back down.
I loved everything about her body. From the way she twitched when I hit the perfect spot, to the four tiny freckles forming the letter C right above her hipbone, to the way her skin tinged pink when she was on the edge.
I crawled up her body, pushing her legs further apart. “Are you ready to be fucked like never before?”
“That’s a tall order. Do you think you can deliver in your condition?”
“I think I can manage.” Nestled between her legs, my hips pinning hers to the bed, I cupped the back of her neck and raised her head off the soft white pillow. Her lips teased me. Her eyes demanded everything from me and the warmth of her skin against mine set me on fire.
I hated there was a world outside this bedroom that called to both of us because all I wanted to do was lose myself inside her forever. “Are you ready?” Her coy smile was her only response, but her devilish grin disappeared when I slammed into her with a single thrust. She choked on her breath. “You okay?” I covered her mouth before she could respond, demanding the answer with her kiss.
“Jaime, wait.” She dug her nails into my shoulders, but I didn’t do as she demanded. Telling me to wait was her go-to because she was so turned on, she was ready to explode, and she wanted me to slow down so she could savor the feel of me.
“No.”
“Please,” she whispered against my mouth, rearing her teeth and catching the corner of my lip before I could move back.
“You’re gonna pay for that one.” I removed my hand and her head lowered to the pillow. “Put your hands above your head and if you move, you’re gonna pay a second time.”
Her eyes widened in excitement, obeying my command without a stitch of hesitation. I withdrew from her heat until only the tip remained, pressing in an inch and pulling back. I continued to tease her, loving the impatience contorting her beautiful face.
“What’s the matter?” Bracing my weight on my forearms, our faces were close, our skin slick, our bodies one. “Tell me.” I continued to torture her, enjoying driving her crazy. I knew she wanted to drag her nails over my back, but she didn’t have the use of her hands. I knew she wanted to pump her hips against mine to get the friction her body craved, but she couldn’t budge me.
“Why are you tormenting me? Don’t you love me anymore?” Her face deadpanned, but the hitch in her voice told me she was aware of exactly what button she pushed.
“Don’t do that.” My tone was curt. “Don’t use my love for you as some sort of weapon, as a tool to wield when you don’t get what you want.”
“Then stop denying me.” The tip of her tongue peeked out and traced my bottom lip.
“I mean it, woman. I’m not kidding.”
Her eyes seared through mine. “How are you gonna make me stop?”
“I’m not dumb. I know what you’re doin’.” She attempted to move her arms. “Don’t,” I warned, the growl in my voice making her lips curve upward.
“Give me what I want. I love you. You love me. Show me.”
This woman was unbelievable, but she said all the right things. I just hoped she could handle all my love because I wouldn’t relent, no matter how much she begged.
Her breath hitched when I thrust forward, but I didn’t tease her like before. Instead, I powered forward, over and over, moving her up the bed with the force, my movements turning aggressive the harder I drove into her. I dipped my head and took a nipple into the warmth of my mouth, my teeth grazing the erect bud before sucking deep. I was drunk on the taste of her.
“Slow down,” she moaned. “Please… wait. Not yet.” Every word she uttered only fueled my baser need to dominate and obliterate her until she shattered beneath me.
I picked up the pace and she screamed my name. I hitched her leg over the crook of my arm, and she writhed and bucked against me.
Chelsea’s lids closed, but when I swiveled my hips, stroking that perfect place deep inside, her eyes popped open.
“Please.” Her six-letter plea encouraged me.
“Please stop?”
Her head shook from side to side, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Please do it again?”
She crashed her mouth to mine, moving her hands until her nails raked over the flesh of my back. I didn’t chastise her because I needed to straddle the line, to punish us both until all I could do was chase my release. I repeated the move twice more, and she clenched around me, her muscles squeezing my cock until all I could do was grind deeper.
I kissed her senseless.
I whispered filthy words in her ear.
I bit her shoulder when I came, licking, then sucking to cancel the pain I’d inflicted.
And she loved every bit of it, sighing with me when I collapsed on top of her. I didn’t remain there for too long, however, because I weighed much more than she did. When I rolled onto my side, careful not to put pressure on the wounded area, I pulled her close, kissing the top of her head as she snuggled into me, wrapping her leg over both of mine.
“Comfy?”
“Yeah, I am.”
Her nail trailed over my chest, goose bumps rising on my skin the lower her finger moved. “You tryin’ to go again? Because if that’s the case, you gotta give me five.”
“Can’t I just touch you without it going anywhere?” I couldn’t tell by her tone whether her question was serious. But I answered honestly, regardless.
“Absolutely not.”
“Good, ’cause I was hoping for another round.” She lifted her head and kissed my chin.