“Why don’t you tell me what’s going on?”
Autumn nestled into him, inhaling the scent of leather, wind, and soap. Tingles shot through her when she felt his lips press against her head.
“Are you freaked out from seeing Bret last night?”
“No. He came by tonight, and we had an awful fight.”
Chains pulled away a bit. “Tell me about it.” He placed two fingers under her chin.
At first she resisted when he tried to tip her head back, but then she went with it.
“What the fuck?” The look of shock, then anger and, finally, hatred burned in his eyes and frightened her. “Did that fucker do this to you?”
Not able to answer, she nodded. Autumn felt his body stiffen and icy chills danced over her skin.
“Don’t do anything impulsive,” she croaked out before coughing up a storm.
Chains jumped up and was back in a couple of seconds with a glass of water. She gulped it down, hoping to ease the dry spot in her throat.
“Better?” he asked.
“Yeah. The dry air in the fall and winter seems to settle in my throat.” She smiled, hoping that would dissolve the fury in his eyes.
Chains sat back down and turned to her. “Has the asshole ever hit you before?”
“Never,” she said. “I don’t know what happened. He seemed enraged that you were with me last night. He kept accusing me of having an affair with you behind his back when we were engaged. The whole thing is crazy and unbelievable. I was shocked when he struck me.”
Chains ran two fingers over her eyes, cheeks, nose, and jaw. “Nothing’s broken. I’m gonna make the sonofabitch pay for what he’s done to you.”
“Don’t … please. I don’t want the police involved in this.”
“Baby, I have outlaw status. I play by my own rules.”
“I’m pretty sure he won’t be back or try this again. When he was pounding on my door, I told him I’d called you. It did the trick and he left. I think he’s scared of you.”
“Yeah, I bet he is,” Chains muttered. “When did this happen?”
“Almost two hours ago.”
“You gotta ice your face right now. Do you have an ice pack?”
“No.” She groaned. “I know all this and can’t believe I didn’t think of it. I guess I’m still in shock.” Autumn started to get up, but he stopped her.
“Stay here—I’ll get something for you.”
“I have a package of frozen berries in the freezer, and there’s a dish towel in the bottom drawer next to the sink.”
In less than five minutes, she held the frozen fruit against her face while Chains cradled her in his arms.
“How’s your work going? I know you had to finish up for one of your clients,” she said.
“Good. I got it done after I left last night. Do you need anything for the pain?”
“I’m good. I have a pretty high threshold.” Autumn put a hand on one of his. “I talked about you with my friend Sadie. We met for coffee today.” She wanted to steer Chains’s thoughts away from Bret so he would cool down.
“And?”
“She remembers you at the brunch. She thought you were totally hot, but I don’t think I’m telling you something you haven’t heard a ton of times.”
He let out a low chuckle. “What did you say about me?”
“That I thought you were hot too”—she ran a finger up his arm—“and sexy and sweet.”
His arms tightened around her. “Is that all?”
“No,” she whispered. “I told Sadie that I feel a pull toward you—something I’ve never felt with any other man.” Autumn held her breath.
“Is that good?” he asked, his voice thick.
She exhaled. “Very.”
“The connection thing is real—I feel it too.”
Tilting her head back, she looked up at him. “You do?”
The heat in his eyes chased goosebumps up and down her arms and shivers across her back.
“Yeah.” His gaze lowered to her mouth.
The bag of berries dropped to the floor as Autumn twisted in his arms and looped hers around his neck, tugging him toward her.
Chains lowered his mouth to hers.
“Autumn,” he whispered, the sound of her name on his lips unfurled a desire deep inside her.
She melted into him when he tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her closer. Autumn trailed her hands around his body, feeling each line, each ripple of his perfect physique. Chains trailed his hands down her neck; then, he ran fingertips over her breasts as she arched into him.
“Oh, Chains,” she murmured.
He brushed his lips gently across hers. “I want you so fuckin’ bad,” he rasped.
“Take me,” she whispered, holding him tighter.
Chains softly pressed his mouth to hers, the kiss searing her lips. He raised his head. “Are you feeling okay?” His eyes narrowed. “Your face is pretty swollen.”
“I can’t kiss you the way I want to, but the rest of my body is just fine. I’ll give you a raincheck on the kissing.” She smiled.
“That’s your second raincheck, baby. Where’s your bedroom?”
“Upstairs.” Holy shit! This is really happening. Nerve endings crackled and arousal surged through her senses. Wait! What the hell am I doing? Don’t overthink this like you always—
In one fluid movement, Chains stood up and swooped her into his arms, cradling her close. Autumn’s pulse was racing, and she clung to his neck as he took her up the stairs, two at a time.
Chapter Fifteen
Chains’s lips were soft and warm as they trailed feathery kisses down her neck. The roughness of his stubble added to the sensations spreading through Autumn like warm melting chocolate.
“You like that, darlin’?” he whispered against her skin as he hovered over her.
“Feels wonderful,” she murmured.
“I’m gonna make you feel even better.”
She inhaled sharply as he nipped at her earlobe while his fingers pushed up the hem of her nightshirt. Chains’s hands skimmed over her skin as he tugged the fleece shirt up over her hips. Autumn sat up and pulled it over her head, then tossed it on the floor. Cool air swept over her body, making her nipples harden.
“Fuck,” he rasped. “Your tits are more beautiful than I imagined.” One of his thumbs slowly brushed against the stiff buds, and she jumped as a jolt of lust seared through her.
With her hands at his waist, Autumn pushed up his T-shirt and slipped them beneath. Warm skin and taut muscles made her gasp, and she leaned in and pressed her lips against his. Immediately, he held her flush to him, his tongue thrusting deep into her mouth as his fingers roamed down her back and rested right above her butt.
When Chains deepened the kiss, pain shot through Autumn, and she groaned and pulled away.
Resting his forehead against hers, he said, “Fuck, baby. I got carried away. Did I hurt you?”
“I got carried away too. It’s just a bit sore.”
“When it’s not, I’ll kiss you the way you deserve it,” he said while lightly peppering his lips over her face.
“Take your shirt off,” she whispered.
Chains lifted it above his head, and her breath caught as her gaze wandered over his smooth, chiseled chest. She reached out and slowly ran her fingers over defined biceps and steel corded pecs.
“You’re gorgeous,” she murmured.
“Never had anyone call me that, but I like it coming from you.”
His muscles rippled as she stroked every inch of his chest, the ridged abdomen, and lower. In her fantasies, she’d imagined what he looked like, but the real thing just blew her away. When she brushed her palm across his hard dick, he pulled away and perched at the edge of the bed. One at a time, Chains pulled off his boots and then his socks.
His smoldering eyes caught and held hers, and heat seared through every part of her body. While he undid the belt and zipped down his jeans, she struggled to
breathe as need engulfed her. Chains tugged off his pants and boxers and kicked them aside. Autumn’s gaze shifted downward, and a nanosecond of panic zinged through her when her eyes feasted on his dick—large and thick—standing straight out from a patch of trimmed dark hair.
“Fuck,” she whispered. She watched in fascination as he straddled her. Without thinking, she reached out and curled her fingers around his shaft; the skin was smooth and soft.
“That’s all for you,” he whispered in her ear, his warm breath teasing her senses.
A whimper escaped from her throat as hot breath fanned her skin. Autumn’s flesh tingled wherever Chains kissed her as desire surged through her body and landed between her thighs. Autumn reached for his dark hair, relishing the short, wavy strands slipping through her fingers. His soft tongue and warm lips quickly found their way down to the hollow between her breasts. Arching her back, moans whispered from her parted lips.
“So pretty and tempting,” he said against her skin, his voice roughened by passion.
She took a hissing breath as Chains pulled one beaded nipple into his mouth and covered the other breast with his hand. As he squeezed and kneaded, he sucked, licked, and bit her other nipple all the while rubbing against her. Heat pulsed between her legs and felt so good that she never wanted him to stop.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a fuckin’ long time,” he said before moving his mouth to the other hardened bud.
Autumn locked eyes with his and watched as he kissed the tip, then pulled it hard between his teeth until she gasped at the delicious pain. The intensity of it, the hunger and desire, consumed her as she writhed underneath him.
Chains slid a hand past her ribs, down her belly, and lower to the front of her panties. He cupped her sex, and she groaned as he palmed hard against it.
“Are you wet for me?” he rasped.
“Yeah,” she panted.
“That’s what I want to hear.” Chains scooted down and softly bit and licked his way up her legs to her thighs, then back down as one hand kept pressing against her throbbing sex. His lips skimmed over her hips, then peppered kisses around her navel and quivering belly.
Autumn squirmed and shivered under his touch, and when he looped his fingers on either side of her magenta lace panties, her hips bucked and she cried out.
Chains let out a deep, oh-so sexy chuckle. “You’re on fire—I fuckin’ love that.”
Then he slowly slid them down past her feet and kissed his way up to her thighs, gently spreading her legs. Chains sat back on his knees as his gaze traveled over her nakedness before settling on her wetness.
“So fuckin’ perfect.” One finger slipped into her slick folds while his thumb grazed over her hardened nub in a teasing circle that made her delirious with want.
“Please,” she murmured.
“Please what, Autumn?” he asked, his voice raspy as he continued to play with her.
At first, she felt a bit timid; none of the men she’d been with were talkers during sex. But Chains liked to talk dirty, and even though it tantalized her, it made her feel exposed.
“Tell me what you, baby.” Leaning forward, he planted kisses across her breasts and throat, then brushed warm lips against hers. “No reason to be shy.”
Autumn sucked in a breath, then slowly released it. “I need to come—to feel you inside me.”
“See … that wasn’t so hard.” Chains bit down on one breast and sucked hungrily. Lifting his head, he caught her eye and winked. “I’m gonna let you come … in time. And we’re gonna fuck real good.” Another swipe of lips across hers.
“What you’re … uh … doing feels so good,” she said tentatively.
“That’s good,” he bent down and placed his mouth right above her sweet spot and sucked gently.
“Fuck!” she cried as her hips bucked off the mattress.
Chains straightened up, his heated gaze fixed on her. “You’re fuckin’ hot,” he said, “and very, very wet.”
“I am?” she croaked.
“Oh yeah.” He spread her legs wider, then settled in between them. “You’re so sexy,” he said as his thumb moved over her burning nub. “So soft.” He circled it again while he kissed and bit and licked her inner thighs.
“Oh … Chains,” she said, grabbing and then pulling his hair hard.
“There are so many dirty things I want to do to you,” he breathed against her soft skin as he ran a finger from her tight slit to the pulsing button.
A shudder of raw passion passed through her at the sound of his hoarse voice and the touch of his hot breath spreading over her skin. Autumn clutched his tatted bicep, loving the way his muscles flexed as his fingers moved over her throbbing clit. Then, with the tip of his thumb, he stroked her with a feather-light touch. A groan escaped her, followed by a gasp as he shoved a finger deep inside.
“Oh, fuck,” she panted.
“You like that?” he asked thickly before adding another one.
“Oh yeah,” she said, her hips rocking as she rode his hand.
Autumn arched into him, gripping his shoulders hard as the tension mounting in her threatened to explode. With one long swipe Chains ran his tongue from her slick opening to her clit, then forged a wet trail, flicking around her belly button up to the points of her nipples. He removed the two fingers from her heat and slid them into his mouth, licking off her juices. “You taste real good, baby,” he said roughly.
He worked his way back down between her legs and rotated one finger around her clit, over and over, while thrusting his tongue inside her and pulling in and out in quick succession.
“Fuck, Chains,” she gasped and ran her fingers through strands of his hair before taking a fistful.
As those skilled fingers played with her clit and that wicked tongue plunged in and out, a surge of heat burned through and the tension inside her grew tighter and tighter.
“Come for me now, darlin’.” His lips vibrated against her pussy, bringing the delicious sensations within her to a fevered pitch.
Unhinged, she drew in a ragged breath as her muscles clenched around his tongue, and a low groan rumbled from his throat. Chains removed his mouth and inserted a finger inside, then sucked on her sweet spot with purpose. Right away, he started relentlessly pumping and pushing into her deeper until he touched that spot. And then her mind went totally blank and a giant flood of sensations rushed through her entire body, engulfing it with an intensity she’d never experienced before. All at once, she dissolved into tears and giggles, unable to control herself. The climax was so profound that it was the most wonderful sensation she’d ever felt. Holy shit, he’s amazing.
Chains gave her clit an affectionate kiss and lifted his head over her heaving body, wiping his glistening mouth with his hand as he held her gaze.
When her body had finally stopped spasming, Autumn let out a satisfied sigh and reached out and stroked his arms lightly.
“Thank you for that.”
The corner of his mouth turned up. “It was hot as hell watching you come.”
Autumn looked at his hard-on and licked her lips.
“Yeah, I need to fuck you,” he whispered, his voice steeped in so much emotion that it surprised her.
“Okay,” she rasped.
Chains turned away briefly, fumbling with something on the floor. She noticed the foil packet and looked on as he ripped it open with his teeth, then rolled the condom on faster than she could blink.
Spreading wide, she watched him climb up her body leaving a trail of hot kisses and bites in its wake until burying his mouth in the crook of her neck.
“Every part of you tastes amazing,” he said, easing into her a bit at a time. He lifted his head and latched gazes with her. “You doing okay?”
“Yeah … I’m doing great.”
“Tell me how you want it.”
Confused, she shook her head. “I’m not sure.”
“Do you want it nice and slow or rough and fast?” He tilted his head back and h
issed out a breath. “Fuck, you feel good,” he grunted, finally pushing in all the way.
Autumn closed her eyes as she felt her insides fill with Chains’s erection: it was an indescribable feeling—one in which she was afraid of becoming easily addicted. Never having experienced anything but ordinary sex, she opened her lids and whispered, “Rough and fast.”
Chains bit each nipple hard, and before she could cry out, he’d pulled out and slammed back into her. The breath whooshed out of her and just as she was about to inhale, he pushed back in again. Autumn’s heated walls molded around him, craving him more and more with each thrust.
“You’re pussy’s fuckin’ perfect for my cock,” he grunted between pants.
Chains’s fingers dug into Autumn’s hips, and she locked her ankles around his waist and rocked her hips forward, meeting his rhythmic thrusts. He drove deeper with each plunge, and she savored every minute of it, watching the ink on his arms dance while he fucked her fast and rough. Every time Chains slammed in farther, fire surged through her veins, and the coil in her core tightened even more.
“You like that, baby?” he growled, beads of sweat dotting his hairline.
“Yes.” She felt taut muscles flex under her fingertips as she ran her hands up his back and gripped firm shoulders.
The room was filled with their grunts, moans, and pants, and as they moved together faster and harder, the headboard banged into the wall from the force of their coupling.
“Chains,” she breathed, shuddering.
“Autumn, fuck,” he grunted as he kept pounding into her.
When his finger touched her clit, she exploded into a shattering, mind-numbing climax that rocked her entire body. It was like an intense roller coaster ride picking her up into the stratosphere, then dropping her down over and over until her head was spinning. He pulled all the way out, then rammed his cock in so deep that a multitude of colors erupted behind her eyelids. A moment later, he was joining her with a chorus of growls, grunts, and groans as he shuddered his release deep within her.
Chains stayed, panting, the musky scent of sex filling the bedroom. He nuzzled her neck and slowly pulled out, threw the used condom in the waste paper basket next to the nightstand, then lay down on the bed, drawing her to him. Their legs intertwined on top of the crumpled, damp sheets.
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