Purgatory Masters(72)

Her lips parted and her eyes widened, zeroing in on him. This time he had her full attention. “You’ve had me from the beginning.”

That simple confession broke him. He reached for the thin shirt she’d worn under her jacket and ripped it down the front. He pushed her bra over her tits and buried his face between them. Her familiar sweet scent flooded his senses. Oh fuck yes.

“I can’t be gentle,” he warned.

Her small fingers threaded through his hair and held him tight. “Don’t care about gentle,” she panted.

He groaned into her soft flesh. He was pretty sure she’d just melted his brain. There was no way in hell he deserved this woman with her beautiful trusting eyes watching his every move. Not that anything could stop him now. He loved her. He nibbled a path from her breasts to her neck, placing a series of kisses across her sweet skin.

He wanted to slow things down and savor her but his body had a mind of its own. His fingers yanked at her pants until they were halfway down her legs. He got to his knees and helped her step out of them before he flung them aside. With their bodies perfectly positioned he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her mound. When his fingers slid between the lips of her pussy his eyes rolled to the back of his head she felt so fucking good. “You’re so wet for me.” He easily slipped a finger inside her and fucked her with it.

With his free hand, he jerked at the button and zipper of his pants until his cock sprang free. Being released from confinement gave him little relief. His whole body throbbed to be inside her. Fucking her until they’d both learned their lesson about separation.

“We can’t do this again. Do you hear me, Maggie? Never.”

She nodded her head, tears falling down her cheeks. She cried out when he removed his hand from her pussy. He pinched a nipple to distract her. “Hold onto my neck and wrap your legs around me.” He scooped her into his arms and she quickly complied, leaving his cock perfectly aligned with the entrance to her cunt.

Without pause, he tunneled his way inside, sinking all the way to the hilt in one smooth continuous move. Her cry made him hesitate there as her body quickly adjusted to him. He pushed her back against the wall and withdrew to the tip. She gasped and tightened her hold around his neck and waist.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m not going anywhere.” He pressed in and pulled out with more force than usual. It couldn’t be helped. His control was shot. He’d make it up to her later. Hell, there were an endless stream of ideas for what he could do to his sub constantly running through his head. She had no idea how much trouble she was in.

He slammed harder, making sure each thrust hit the spot she needed. He craned his neck to watch her beautiful face flush as she came apart in his arms. Never in a million years would he get tired of watching her come. The muscles of her pussy contracted around him and he realized she was dragging him with her. Damn, he loved her. He buried his face in her neck and groaned through the short, quivering digs of his release. Still, he couldn’t stop. The Neanderthal inside him wanted to ensure his claim would never be forgotten. Before long, common sense grabbed a hold of him and he slumped against her, using his weight to support them both.

“Mine, Maggie. Mine.”

Her body jerked and the next thing he knew her small fists were pummeling his chest. “You can’t say that to me. It’s not right,” she cried.

Afraid he’d hurt her in this position, he withdrew from her body and carried her to the sofa.

“Put me down this instant,” she demanded.

Tucker arched his brow and considered doing a whole lot more than putting her down. Except they needed to talk, so he released her and she scrambled off the couch and grabbed her clothes.

“Don’t,” he warned. They definitely weren’t finished.

“Don’t don’t me. It’s ridiculous, this is ridiculous.” She waved her arms back and forth around them. “You can’t tell me this can never happen again and then call me yours. It’s cruel.” Some of the fight left her body as tears streamed down her cheeks and she buried her face in her hands. She broke his heart.

“What are you talking about? That’s not what I meant. Fuck.” He fisted his fingers into his hair and collapsed onto the couch. “I can’t live without you.”

Her head jerked up. “What?”

He wanted to cross to her and scoop her into his arms but he knew where that led. This time they had to talk so he stayed in his seat.

“I’m an ass, Maggie. At the first sign of trouble I assumed you had lied to me. I wish I could take it all back but I can’t. I was cruel and harsh and everything I’ve always feared.” He held his breath for a few seconds. She’d never forgive him unless he told her the truth.