He takes his time, nibbling every little spot that will drive me crazy: my ear lobes, the crook in my neck, my nipples, hips, and inner thighs before his mouth is where I need it. The whole time, I can’t do anything but whisper my pleas of enjoyment.
His mouth hungrily finds my awaiting pussy and he doesn’t waste any time in bringing me back to the brink of shattering again. I can’t hold it back any longer. I need him inside me.
“Holden, please.”
“Please what?” His voice is deep and husky.
“Please fuck me,” I cry out. There is so much pressure built up inside of me that it’s almost painful.
“Is my angel begging?” The sound of his belt buckle clinks in the darkness before I hear his zipper being pulled down.
“Yes. Please. I need you.” I open my eyes to see the midnight blue sky filled with tiny, white stars before landing on him kneeling over me.
He takes his hard dick in his hand and pumps himself twice while his eyes greedily take me in before him. His jaw twitches and his mouth curves up into a cocky grin, lips glistening with my arousal. “I can’t deny you when you beg.”
Chapter 22
Having her tied up and completely open for me is driving me insane. I want nothing more than to slide deep inside her, but I won’t.
Not yet.
I want her so fucking hot for me she can’t fucking see straight. I want her to beg me to fuck her. I want her at her breaking point, so when I do dive inside her sweet pussy, she shatters on impact.
She’s so fucking beautiful sprawled out before me, begging me to put her out of her misery. I take her hips in my hands and roll her over to her stomach. “On your knees,” I order, and she listens without question. It makes my dick twitch with excitement. Her round ass is up in the air, waiting for me.
I press a kiss to her ass before rubbing my hand over it softly. She lets out little whimpers of pleasure. Without warning, I slap her ass, making her jump and call out. But she doesn’t call out in pain, it’s a call of passion, needing – pure fucking bliss. My red handprint brands her skin and I press my lips over it again.
Slowly, I plant kisses over her ass and lower back. My hand cups her wet pussy making her beg again as she rocks against it.
“Where do you want me, Hope? Here,” I ask, applying pressure to her entrance, “Or, here?” My fingers move to press between her cheeks. The small amount of pressure makes a breathy moan leave her lips, and it shoots a burning pleasure through me I can’t ignore.
Without warning, I thrust into her, filling her completely. She calls out and arches her back, creating a dip in her lower back that only pushes me deeper inside her. Without pulling out, I thrust upward, stroking her from the inside. I hear the rope crack as she pulls against it.
I pull out slowly before pushing back in, all the while, taking in her perfect ass that is bending over before me. I’m moving in and out of her so quickly, all I can hear is the slapping of our skin and our heavy breathing.
My right hand rests on her ass as I move my thumb between her cheeks to apply the pressure she desperately loved moments before. It’s just what she needs because I can feel her convulsing around me as her orgasm rises. To push her over the edge, my left hand reaches around her, stroking her clit as I thrust as deep as I can go. The more she calls out, the harder I thrust, the quicker my fingers move against her, and the more pressure is applied to her ass. She’s completely overtaken with lust as her muscles begin twitching around my dick.
I feel the second her orgasm washes over her, drenching me and pushing me over the edge with her. My heart is pumping harder than ever before. My breathing is erratic, and I’m covered in a sheen of sweat as I thrust into her one last time, filling her with every drop I have in me.
When I pull out of her, she collapses onto her stomach. I take my place beside her and remove the rope from her wrist. When she is freed, she rolls to my side resting her head on my shoulder as I wrap my arm around her. She’s drenched in sweat and breathing heavy. I can feel her heart pounding against my side. Her dark hair is clinging to her damp cheeks and I push it away.
Neither of us are talking as we try to calm our rapid breathing and racing hearts. When she places her left hand on my chest, I see a red ring around her wrist from the rope biting into her skin.
I pick it up and press a kiss to the red mark circling her wrist. “You should have told me it was too tight.”
She tilts her wrist so she can see the mark for herself. “I didn’t realize it was. I didn’t feel any pain, if that’s what you’re thinking. That was…” Her sentence breaks off.
I feel my chest tighten, hoping she enjoyed it as much as I think she did, as much as I did.
“Amazing. I’ve never had that strong of a reaction out of my body before.”
I can breathe again with her words.
“It was like I was drowning and was gasping for air. But the second I came unraveled, I could breathe again.”
My heart slowly picks back up. There for a second I thought that maybe I had pushed her too far, that she would finally see the sick bastard I am. I should have known my fallen angel would enjoy the same kink I do.
I roll us over so I’m hovering over her. “I fucking love you.” I press my lips to hers, causing her to lace her fingers into my hair and pull me closer.
As the week goes by, I get wrapped in Hope any time I can. It’s hard finding time to be alone during the week with her going to work and school and the hours I pull at the shop, but any time either of us have a spare minute, we’re connected as one.
It’s finally Friday, meaning I get a whole weekend with her and I can’t stop watching the minutes tick by on the clock as the day drags on. I’ve managed to get all the paperwork done and filed, and me and the guys rolled a few bikes out of the shop doors today, making room for the new bikes to come in on Monday.
As soon as five o’clock rolls around, I’m jumping on my bike and heading straight for the city. It’s finally time to take her on that ride.
When I walk into her building, the elevator is already in use and I’m too impatient to wait. I take the stairs two at a time. When I reach the third floor, I knock on her door. Her roommate opens, gives me a dirty look, and opens the door wider. This is the look she’s given me since Hope told her I was married.
“You know I’m going through a divorce, right?” I ask as I walk through.
“Don’t want to hear about it.” She covers her ears and walks to her room, shutting the door behind her.
I laugh and shake my head as I knock on Hope’s door.
“Just a sec,” she calls from the other side.
“It’s me.”
Her door opens with her hiding behind it. “In that case, you’re just in time.”
I walk through and she closes the door behind me, revealing her nearly naked body. She’s only wearing a pair of black panties.
“How’d you know I was on my way?” I slowly walk up to her and pull her against my chest. Her nipples harden and press against me. I tangle my hands into her mess of dark hair and pull her lips to mine.
She giggles and pulls away. “I didn’t know you were on your way. I didn’t think I’d see you until tomorrow. I just got back from the gym.”
“You’re working out without me?” I feign hurt as I reach out, grabbing her and bringing her back to me.
Her dark eyes meet mine. “Well someone didn’t answer my text. So, yes I went without you.”
“I would’ve answered your text but I happened to be working my ass off so I have the whole weekend free.”
Her head pops up as her eyes light up. “Really? You got out of work tomorrow?”
I told her Thursday that there was a good chance that we wouldn’t get our weekend with all the work needing to be done at the shop. But thankfully, I can count on my guys. They doubled everything up and helped to get everything out on time.
“Yep, I’m yours all weekend.”
She squeals and jum
ps into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. My hands land on her ass to support her weight as she hugs me. “I’m so glad. Ms. Better-than-me in there has been giving me the silent treatment since she found out we got back together. I can’t wait until next week when I graduate and can move out of here.”
“Your graduation is next week?” I ask, trying to think if this is something we’ve talked about, but for the life of me, nothing rings a bell.
A look of shame crosses her face. “Yes. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to have to worry about coming since you know, my parents will be there.”
I sit on her bed with her in my lap. “That doesn’t mean I can’t come.”
Her face wrinkles. “It wouldn’t be weird?”
“I think with our past it would be completely normal for me to come to your graduation. We’ll just have to hold back on the celebrating until we’re alone.” I softly lay her back on the bed as I move between her parted knees.
“You promise you’ll come? I’d really like to have you there.”
“I promise,” I whisper as I lean in and press my lips to hers.
Her mouth is soft and warm against mine as we kiss gentle and slow, but when her nails scratch up my back, beneath my shirt, I lose all control. The kiss grows forceful as I press my hips against her hot core. Her hands pull my shirt up my back and I quickly break the kiss to tear it off.
My bare chest presses to hers. Feeling her soft tits against me makes my dick swell with need. My hand reaches for her knee and slides up her soft thigh until my fingers can wrap around the waistband of her panties.
“Mine,” I whisper as I pull away to yank them down her sexy legs.
I sit back on my knees, looking down at my beautiful angel that lays bare and sprawled out before me. Her lips are swollen and glistening from our kiss, and her eyes hold a desire that fills me with a need that I’ll always have for her.
I want her. I want to claim her, own her. She’s mine despite how wrong it may be.
As my eyes greedily take in every inch of her flesh, I get to work on freeing myself from my jeans that suddenly feel entirely way too tight.
I trail my finger between her pink lips, spreading her arousal. “Tell me, Hope.” I lean over her, letting my aching dick slide against her wet center.
“I need you, Holden. I’m yours.” Her eyes flutter closed as her breathing picks up.
Her hot breath blows across my face as she bites her lower lip, waiting for me to thrust deep inside her.
Just watching her shaking with anticipation makes me clench my muscles to restrain myself. I want to push inside her so hard and deep she feels me for a week.
I continue to slide against her as I watch the beautiful expressions change on her face. She has my dick dripping wet long before I allow myself to enter her.
I want to fuck her so hard, conquer her, but I force myself to take it slow, opting to tease her just to tease myself. Nothing compares to watching her quiver in my hands, to watch her slowly lose her mind to her desire and hunger for me.
I slowly push inside her until I can go no deeper. I pause and roll my hips. She whimpers and digs her nails into my back, egging me on. “Please, Holden. Don’t tease me, fuck me.”
I pull her lip from between her teeth and lower my mouth to hers. I kiss her slowly and gently as I pull out just as slow as I pushed in.
She calls out my name again. It sounds like heartbreak falling from her lips.
“What is it, angel. What do you need?” I’m practically shaking as I slowly thrust back in.
Her dark eyes open and lock on mine. “Fuck me,” she begs as her muscles clamp down around my dick.
I pull out quickly and flip her over. My hands wrap around her hips as I jerk them upward so her ass is in the air. Without warning, I thrust so deep inside her she jumps forward, moaning loudly.
“Is this what you want?” I ask as I pound into her hard and fast.
She can’t answer me due to her moans and whimpers, but I take that as a yes.
I wrap my hand around her hair and pull her head back and to the side so I can see her beautiful face as I fuck her as hard as I’ve been wanting to since before she was legal.
Seeing the mixture of pleasure and pain on her face has me tearing at the seams, but I have to hold off just a bit longer. I have to make sure she gets everything she needs from me.
Even though I’ve let go of her hair, she still has her head turned in my direction. I take the opportunity to slide my finger into her mouth. Crazed with her building desire, she sucks on it before I remove it and slide it into her ass while never breaking pace. She arches her back and calls out for me just as I feel her muscles start seizing around me.
She squeezes my dick so hard, I’m seeing stars as I continue to pump into her, earning my own earth shattering release. I drain myself into her as her body goes limp. I pull out of her and she rolls to her side as I look down on her sleepy eyes.
“Is that more what you were after, angel?” I ask with a smile as I circle her clit with my finger. Her eyes rolls back and she gasps, never getting enough of me.
I laugh and slap her on the ass. “Get dressed. It’s time for your ride.”
We’ve been on the bike for a good hour with the wind in our hair. Hope is on the back with her arms tightly wrapped around my stomach. With every bump, her hands graze my dick, causing it to nearly throb with urgency. I don’t know what it is about her, but I can’t get enough. She’s my drug and nobody else will ever do.
I pull into a gas station and put down the kickstand so I can fill up. Hope hops off the back to stretch her legs.
“I’m going to use the restroom while we’re here.” I smack her on the ass as she walks past me.
I’m just hanging the hose up when I hear my phone beep from inside my pants pocket. I pull it out to see I have three missed calls from Jane. Automatically, I’m alarmed. I haven’t heard from her since she kicked me out of the house when she found out about me and Hope.
I still worry about how she’s taking things being all alone in that house preparing for the move. I call her back without even thinking about it.
“Hello?” she answers.
“Hey. Are you okay? I have three missed calls from you.”
“I’m fine, Holden. I didn’t mean to alarm you, but I need to be hitting the road, and there is a heavy box I can’t get to the car. Would you mind swinging by to help me out one last time?”
I take a deep breath, torn between helping her and spending the rest of the evening with Hope.
“How long do you have until you need to leave? I have Hope with me and I’m not very close to the city. Can it wait until tonight when I drop her off?”
“I should have been gone twenty minutes ago. Just bring her with you. It will only take a second.” Her tone is forced. She’s not happy about it, but she desperately wants to leave.
“Are you sure? I don’t want any problems. I don’t mind helping you out, but I won’t subject her to the same things you called me.”
She lets out a loud breath. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things to you. It’s none of my business what goes on in your life anymore. I just want to get out of here as quickly as possible.”
Hope is walking back to me now. She stops at my side, grabbing hold of the front of my shirt like she knows something is wrong. “Okay, I’ll be there soon.” I hang up the phone.
“Who was that?” she asks, climbing on the bike behind me.
“Jane. We have to run by real quick.”
“What? Why?” I hear the panic in her voice and see it written all over her face when I look over my shoulder at her. “She needs help getting a box in the car so she can leave. It won’t take long and she knows you’re with me. Are you okay with that?”
“She knows I’m with you?”
I nod once.
She doesn’t say anything but I see her answer in her eyes. She’s not okay, but what choice do we have? I mean, I
could blow off Jane, but I think it would be best for the both of us to end all this sooner rather than later.
We make the twenty minute drive to town just as the sky turns dark. It’s a bright night with the big, white moon hanging nearby. The warmth of the sun is gone, and the chill in the air clings around us. The minute I turn onto our old street, I feel her tense behind me. She leans forward. “What am I supposed to say if my parents see me on the back of your bike?” she asks.
I shrug. “I’ll tell them we just ran into each other in group and you wanted a ride.”
I don’t know if she accepts my answer, but she leans back.
I pull into the driveway and cut the engine. I put the kickstand down and stand up. I hold out my hand and she takes it before climbing off behind me.
I lead her toward the door but she stops suddenly. “Holden, I don’t know if I can do this, face her.”
I look across the street at her parents’ house. There isn’t any lights shining through their dark windows, meaning they probably aren’t home to see what I’m about to do.
I place my hands on either side of her face and pull her mouth to mine. Her lips are stiff and move slow at first, but then they soften and move along with mine. When I break the kiss, we’re both breathless. I look into her eyes, hoping she can see everything that I feel for her. “Everything will be okay. This won’t take long.” She leans her forehead against mine and nods.
“Let’s go get this done so we can get back to our evening.”
Her face flushes with my words like she knows what that means, but she smiles, stealing my breath. I pull away from her and turn toward the door.
My heart stops beating when I turn around to see Jane, Lisa, and Gary standing on the sidewalk watching us.
Chapter 23
“What the fuck, Jane?” Holden yells as he squeezes my hand as if he’s telling me he’s sorry.
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