“Fuck, that was close. You okay, babe?” His shirt's off again.
I stop and gawk at his chest, but this time I feel my lust melting. It's like a cruel reminder of everything I can't have.
“No. Not anymore, I mean.” I can't lie to him.
I'll disappoint him, I'll get under his skin, but I'll always give him the truth. That's something I can offer that no one else in his life does.
“Claire? What the fuck!” He jumps when he sees me heading for the door, blocking its path with his huge, tattooed body.
The wildcat on his chest looks extra angry today – mad enough to leap off his skin and tear me to shreds. It's the last violent straw I need to feel hot tears stinging at my eyes.
“Goddamn it, babe, talk to me!” Ty jerks me into his arms and closes them tight, smashing my face into his chest. “What the fuck happened in there? I thought we were gonna fuck?”
“Oh, come on!” I need to pause and catch my breath, suppress the shameful shudder sweeping through me. “Don't you get it yet? We're not meant to do this, Ty. We really aren't. You were right earlier – this thing between us is just a big ugly mistake – and we were about to make it bigger. Just let me go. Forget about me. You'll have plenty of girls when you get to Alaska. They'll be easier, hotter, and not related by marriage.”
I try to make another run for the door, but he jerks me back, flattens me against his chest. I'm crying and acting like a total idiot, but it doesn't stop me from feeling a wicked pleasure when he brings his face close.
I don't know what the hell I want anymore. I just want him to decide for me.
Rough stubble on his jaw scrapes my cheek. He's winding his way to my ear, and his lips stop, hot and heavy with breath.
“I don't buy that superstitious bullshit, babe, and neither should you. The only thing stopping us from hitting the sheets and fucking right now is what's in your head. Now, you gonna forget about it on your own so we can get down to it? Or do I have to make you by slamming your pussy so hard you won't think about anything except how good you feel?”#p#分页标题#e#
My spine's tingling. I don't resist as he brings his lips to my throat, hot and possessive, sucking in flesh that's becoming tender again alarmingly fast. Several sucks and love bites like that and he grabs me, whips me around, pushes me up to the wall where we left off.
He drops to his knees and fists my panties, tearing them away in one jerk. I have to bite my tongue to keep from screaming out loud.
I don't know what to think or feel anymore. All I can do is hold on to the pleasure rushing through my veins. It's like standing next to a freight train whistling by me at full speed, especially when he pushes his mouth between my legs and finds my clit with his tongue.
“Oh...fuck!”
My ass bobs against the wall and I fight to keep my balance. My hands go to his shoulders, and I dig my nails into his perfect skin, feeling a dozen curses light up my brain at once as his licks across my pussy deepen.
Ty sucks me. He needles me. He bites me.
I thought I understood what it's like to come all over his marvelous lips after last night in the car. But this is different. It's rougher, it's raw, and it's so fucking real my skin sizzles with every jolt he sends through my nerves.
Mostly, he spins me around and around by the clit with his devilish tongue strokes. I can't get enough air into my lungs the closer I get to going over the edge, and he's forcing me there lightning fast, dragging me to the precipice by my smothered, throbbing clit.
When he feels me tighten up and my knees start to wobble, he grabs the backs of my thighs and pushes me closer, catching me before the climax brings me to the floor.
Fucking hold on and let it all out, babe, I hear him telling me through his lips. Come on my goddamned face. Come like you've always wanted to.
I don't know if I'm really reading him. I don't care. I do it.
My body tenses up and the fireball in my belly explodes outward. For the next few glorious minutes, I'm running on autopilot, a breathless, gushing, blinded mess who can't stop grinding on his chin.
My hips drag my pussy straight into fresh licks, and he doesn't stop, even when I'm collapsing on top of him, begging through the explosion. He's fucking killing me with this white hot pleasure, and I'm ready for my heart to stop.
I wish everything could stay obliterated the way it is when I'm locked in climax. There's no worries here. Nothing holding me back from just enjoying our skin fused together. No complications or family dramas to smolder the fires in our hearts and minds.
When I'm finally coming down, I feel him take his face away and wipe it, but only for a second before he lifts me up. Ty holds me while he drops the rest of his clothes with his free hand, guiding me over to the bed, that magical forbidden place where I've imagined him fucking me too many times to count.