“Mmm…” She lets out another moan and my dick is now giving her a salute. I think she’s in there playing with herself. I wonder if she’s playing with that damn toy. The one I should never have gotten for her. That thing is getting all my fucking action. She fucks that thing nightly. She’s so fucking satisfied by that plastic cock she has no fucking use for me anymore.
There’s another gasp, and I can imagine her body arching off the bed. Her legs spread wide, her sheets already getting soaked.
“That’s it. Oh my God, yes. Just like that. Mmm…”
Her groaned words have me clenching my fists. She’s moaning for that thing as if it’s a man.
“Yes. Fuck, that feels so good.”
The hell it does. Doesn’t feel as good as my cock. Doesn’t feel as good as my fingers or my fucking tongue. It’s not even as thick as me.
“Oh, God, it’s so good. I’m so close. Mmm…”
The anger explodes inside my head. The jealousy trying to suffocate me. I can’t fucking take it. I shove back from the wall, rolling my ass out of my room and straight into hers. She doesn’t even hear me come in she’s so caught up in the throes of her heat. Any fucking one of my brothers could’ve barged in and she’d be none the wiser. Any stranger could’ve heard her moans and come in to help. Now I’m raging.
I slam the door seeing if that gets her fucking attention. She lets out a screech and goes to cover herself up until…she realizes it’s me. Then she turns a snarl on me as her eyes glare me down.
“Get out of my room, Skully. You have no right being in here.”
The hell I don’t. She’s my fucking woman. This is my fucking clubhouse. And this is my fucking brother’s room. I have every right. She’s the one who has no right invading my space. Invading my damn mind morning, noon, and night. She’s all I fucking think about. All I dream about when I shut my eyes. The obsession bleeds so deep all I draw are aqua eyes. Greenish-blue eyes filled with hope. Greenish-blue eyes filled with lust. Her damn beautiful eyes haunt my every thought.
I roll myself to the side of her bed, my dick pained when I see her naked frame. Every curve is lit by the moonlight shining through the window. She’s absolutely breathtaking. The most perfect angel. Flushed and glowing. There’s a sheen of sweat on her skin. Her nipples tight from the heat that was coursing through her before I interrupted. My eyes slide lower, and the damn toy I got her is between her legs. Wedged into her tight body.
Jealousy roars inside and I grab the thing and send it flying across the room. No one and no toy are going to touch what’s mine. Her pleasure and her orgasms belong to me.
“You’re mine, Madison. This pussy is my fucking property.” I reach between her legs, groaning when her wetness smears across my skin. She’s soaked and swollen and flushed with need. “Do you hear me? MINE. This pussy. These tits…” I reach for one and pinch her nipple taut. “Are mine. And when you come, you’ll be coming on my dick.”
I shove her back and then pull myself up onto the bed, hovering right above her. Her eyes are staring up at me, heavy from the burden of her lust that’s knotted tight, still needing to be released. But that’s not the only thing I see in her pretty aqua depths. She’s looking at me like she’s been waiting for this moment. Relief. Excitement. Disbelief.
“Are you gonna give me what I want, babe?”
And now there’s a look in them that I remember all too well. Just like that first night we met. Her stubborn defiance. She’s playing hard to get.
“Not sure you deserve it after the way you treated me, mister.” Fair point. I’ve been a fucking asshole but fuck if I won’t do everything in my power to make it up to her. Starting with making her body purr. “But I’ll tell you what. If you fuck me like you fucked my throat, I’ll think about forgiving you.”
Shit. Forgot that my girl likes it rough. Lucky for her, I’ve got enough pent-up anger and aggression running through these veins that it won’t be a problem. My control with her is obsolete.
I sit back and rid myself of my clothes. Stripping my shirt off first and tossing it onto my chair. The second she gets a look at my abs she moans. Her fingers start trailing up and down the ridges, and my cock pulses at every touch. I’m hungry for her attention. When her lips close around my pec, my head falls backon a groan. God, I love having her mouth on me. Her tongue flicking against the sensitive skin. I’m never gonna fucking last.
Her hands slide down, running straight into my jogging pants and she closes around my shaft, drawing the tension tight. My hips buck up into her touch, pre-cum spewing out. Every squeeze and stroke pulling me toward my release, but I want to be inside her when I come. I grip her hand, giving her a warning glare when she narrows her stubborn eyes on me, unhappy that I’m taking away her fun.
“You need to behave.” I sharpen my voice, but only because I know how hot it makes her. “Now, it’s time for you to lie back, little one. I have a promise to fulfill.” I’m going to fuck her until she forgets all my past sins. Until all she remembers is how good I make her feel. How explosive it is between us.
She drops back. Her pretty eyes watching my every move. This is the moment I’d been resisting. The moment I’d been dreading. But with the way she’s looking at me as I pull off my pants, the blackness doesn’t take hold. The insecurities stay locked inside the dark depths of my thoughts. There’s nothing but red-hot lust running through her cheeks and burning in her eyes.
“I need you so much, Teddy.”
Oh fuck. Hearing my given name uttered from her lips is my undoing. I drop forward and pull her up, then I kiss her just like that first night we met. But the sparks are even more intense. Never thought the fire could blaze so hot. Her lips, her tongue, the sounds slipping into my mouth as her body starts to writhe against me. I grip her thigh and thrust forward, rubbing right between her folds, feeling her warmth coat my skin.
She slips back on a gasp, the feels rocking through her. Her eyes are shut tight, but I want them open. I need to see what she’s feeling.
“Look at me.”
They flutter open, and it’s there. The same look she gave me when we met. Connected beyond the physical. Bonded by a force out of our control. I knew it the instant I saw her, felt it the moment we touched, but this… This is more.
I shift forward and finally sink into her, and the feeling is overwhelming. It feels so right. Like I’m exactly where I belong. Like I’ve come home. The darkness is no longer in the outskirts of my thoughts. The only pressing feeling is the pressure building within. And it’s building rapidly. I pump my hips, chasing it down. Following it into the flames and letting myself burn in the pleasure.
My girl is mewling so sweetly. She holds on tight, taking her fucking like a perfect angel. Her fingers digging into my sides. Her legs spread. Pussy clenching. And it’s tempting me closer to the edge. I’m not going over until she’s with me.
