“Into the shower,” Tessa said again before stopping him to shove a soft white bundle into his hands. Her tone reminded him of his mother. “Wait, take this to wear while they dry and throw your clothes out in the room so I can grab them when you take them off.”
Buck found this bossy side of her kind of cute and felt a smile tug at the corners of his mouth. A shower did sound good and he’d like to get the dust out of his clothes before he fucked her senseless. He didn’t bother to shut the door and turned to strip his clothes off without a second thought. Tessa let out a breathy little sigh that had the small smile still clinging to his lips spreading. He bent down to remove his pants and boxers making sure to give her a peek at his ass, ignoring the pain in his sore muscles. He grinned when he heard the little inhale that let him know she’d been looking.
“Don’t wash the leather,” he threw over his shoulder, glancing into her bedroom to see her hovering near the door of the bathroom.
Tessa wore a lustful expression that made him want to drag her into his arms and keep her there. The only thing stopping him was the thought of putting back on his dusty clothes when he was heading back to the clubhouse. If she was in the shower with him she couldn’t wash his clothes and he’d have to take another shower when he got to his room. He was too fucking tired for that shit.
“Um—I’ll just—right,” she said, looking like she was going to pounce on him any second before she scooped up his clothes and exited her room, suddenly intent on washing his clothes. Grinning like an idiot, he leaned over the edge of the tub. Turning on the water, he waited for it to get to a decent temperature before he stepped inside. He groaned as the hot water sloshed over his back, feeling the grit from days of travel finally washing away.
Damn, this shower was just what he’d needed. The water was loosening his muscles too, making him feel relaxed. Buck didn’t know how he’d gotten lucky enough to avoid the screaming match he’d expected. He leaned his arms on the wall allowing the surprisingly large showerhead to pour the water over his head. He was really a hell of a lot drowsier than he’d realized. Fuck, this shower might make him too tired to have the conversation he needed to have with her tonight.
He washed his body with her girly soap, not worried about the floral scent that would now cling to his skin. If anyone said anything he’d beat the crap out of them and having her scent on him wasn’t a hardship. Fifteen minutes later he climbed out feeling the lethargy setting in. As he walked into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, he looked at the bed noticing how inviting it looked and found himself lying down. It only took a minute for him to fall asleep with the water still drying on his skin.
Tessa walked back into her bedroom to ask Buck if he was hungry only to find him asleep on her bed. She’d had a feeling the man was exhausted when he’d seemed to sway as he’d gotten off his bike outside and then again in the kitchen. When he’d said that he hadn’t slept more than four hours in almost five days she’d known that he was going to collapse soon. The man was lucky he hadn’t fallen asleep before now or worse, crashed his bike.
Learning that he’d been without sleep for so long had reminded her of the training that she’d had as a young teen. They’d been kept awake for three days, only allowed to sleep for short five-minute naps twice a day. It was something one of her uncles had told them would possibly save their lives one day when the world crashed and burned. They were a little crazy, her family, but she knew they meant well. They really did think they were prepping for the end of the world. With the political and environmental concerns these days, they might not be entirely wrong. She didn’t think it would happen soon but there was a possibility it might happen one day if things didn’t change.
Walking closer to the bed, feeling a strange sense of warmth tugging at her heart, she moved over to the bed looking down at Buck where he lay. His arm was thrown up over his head holding the pillow he’d face-planted, his hair curled against the back of his neck, and he looked so peaceful lying there hugging the pillow that she couldn’t seem to find the heartlessness she would need to wake him and make him leave. Dang it, she was going to let him stay and she just knew it was a decision that was going to come back to bite her in the ass.
Brushing a loose lock off his forehead, she sighed before reaching down to cover him, leaving him in only a towel and her sheets. After grabbing a pair of sleep shorts and a tank top she slept in, Tessa padded to the bathroom to take her own shower, hoping that the big bastard hadn’t used all her hot water with his much-needed shower.
Chapter Thirteen
Buck groaned and pressed his face into the soft pillow, confused when his pillow wiggled and his face fell into a lump with something hard almost poking his eye out. What the hell? He shifted trying to find a good position, his hips encountering a silky soft thigh. Wait a minute, a thigh? He was suddenly very awake and more than a little horny as he realized he was in Tessa’s bed naked with his body curled around hers and his head pillowed on her large breasts.
He’d somehow pushed up her tank top and was lying on her naked chest, her hardened nipple only inches from his mouth. That was the hard thing that had nearly poked his eye out.
Hmm, maybe a little bit of nookie in the morning wasn’t so bad. He lifted himself up a little to look down at her soft tits, his cock rubbing the silky thigh it was snuggling. Waking up like this every morning would be nice he decided as his hands fluffed the large globes, watching her shift in her sleep likely wondering why she was getting wet.
Buck had his leg between her thighs and could feel the heat pouring off her body as desire began to stir in her despite her slumber. His mouth hovered above the hardened tips of her tight nipples savoring the anticipation of tasting them again. He knew being here like this should bother him. He didn’t like messy or complicated but somehow with her lying beneath his hard body he didn’t give two shits about it.
He took one of the hardened tips into his mouth sucking it gently, his hand cupping her other breast possessively. He felt her shift and her hand came up to rest on the back of his head as a moan escaped her. He grinned against her tight flesh; she was waking up. Nipping and sucking his way to her other breast, he let out a little growl when she released a sweet little mewl and arched into the leg between her legs. Shifting his leg away from her soft pussy, his hands slipped down to her hips, one hand moving into the elastic band of her shorts and sliding down to cup her sex.
Feeling the dripping wetness of her pussy through the lace panties she wore, he snarled and ripped off her panties without even removing her shorts, his fingers slipping into her hot core thrusting into her. His mouth moved up seeking her lips.
“Buck,” she gasped, her hands holding onto his arms in desperation as she gyrated against him seeking a deeper penetration of his fingers into her pussy. Buck slammed his palm into her as he thrust back and forth inside her, allowing her the full sensation of a hard fucking. Kissing down her neck to nip at her shoulder with his teeth marking her, he noticed the healing bruises from his possession a week ago and reveled in the fact that if anyone had dared touch her his marks would have warned a smart man off. Any man who left as many marks on a lover as he had was damned possessive and he could admit that until he was done with her he was more than a little selfish.
He wanted her to be his. Correction, he wanted to own her—body and soul kind of own her. Even he knew that type of possessiveness was bordering on obsession but he was too far gone to worry about it.
Tessa let out a little cry of pleasure, her hands moving from his shoulders where she’d been clinging to claw at his back, her body now uncontrolled as she neared her climax. Her hands moved to grip his ass, her nails digging into his skin possessively even though he wasn’t inside her pussy. He let out a loud groan as he felt her urging him to take her with his thick cock instead of his fingers.
Deciding that was a damned good idea, he removed his fingers from her tight pussy and jerked her shorts off. Grunting in displeasure whe
n they caught on one leg but too desperate to give her what she was demanding he give her, he left them around her ankle and moved between her legs poising with his cock at her entrance.
She let out a little growl of unhappiness when he removed his fingers as she hovered on the edge of her orgasm. She gripped his ass hard, her nails cutting into his skin as she urged his cock into her hot wetness but he stopped, making her wait. He didn’t know why he was doing it as he hovered with just his tip at her entrance, not until she spoke the words he’d needed to hear more than he’d needed to breathe.
“Buck, fuck me,” Tessa cried out, her body pressing down trying to force him into her hot little box. The words sent a hard wave of need down his body and he held her hips down as he rammed his cock into her in one hard stroke, groaning at the tight grip of her walls.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice a tight breathy sound of need and desire.
Buck wanted to tell her he wouldn’t stop but what came out when he opened his mouth was a loud moan as he thrust into her. Unable to handle the out of control feeling spreading through him, he pumped harder, slamming against her with every thrust and feeling her body cling to his as he fucked her. Her hands moved up his back rubbing against his skin as he thrust into her again and again. Buck was lost in the feel of her surrounding him in a way he’d never felt before.
“Yes, oh—oh,” Tessa muttered as her body squeezed his cock and she let out a high-pitched keening cry that echoed off the walls of the bedroom. The sound of her pleasure added another dimension to his own excitement. He was still thrusting inside her feeling the tight clasp and release of her orgasm when he felt the tingle in his balls that let him know he was getting close to coming himself. He wasn’t ready to lose the feeling of her body around his but he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for much longer.
As he neared the edge of his own peak he realized that he needed to pull out because somehow he’d allowed himself to forget a damned condom. That never happened to him. He wasn’t sure how the hell it had happened with her— . Buck felt like his head was going to explode when he jerked his cock from her slickness and rubbed it on her soft stomach, roaring out a loud expletive as he came hard. His hips jerking into her, his whole body twitched as he spent his desire on her creamy stomach.
Buck was panting as he hovered over her, looking down at the way her hair spread out beneath her and her emerald eyes shone with a well-pleasured lethargy. She had a softly contented look about her and Buck knew he should be much more messed up about the fact that he’d woke up in her bed feeling happy and had then forgotten a condom, but he felt too damned good. His hands buried themselves in her hair and his lips kissed hers, his body satisfied but still looking for a connection with Tessa. Damn, he was in way over his fucking head here and he needed to step back.
Buck knew as he fell on his hip beside her, his hand jerking up the towel he felt laying beneath his leg and wiping her stomach clean with gentle strokes, that he wasn’t going to run from her or this feeling. He wanted her and as far as he was concerned she belonged to him now, at least until he was tired of her.
She closed her eyes and her hand pulled at the back of his head bringing his lips back down to hers, kissing him. Their tongues lazily circled each other as they both felt the contentment from their respective orgasms.
Buck knew they’d have to talk about what had happened last night and his expectations eventually but he didn’t want to argue with her when he was so content in her arms. They’d somehow ended the kiss with her lying across him, her leg thrown over his and her head pillowed on his shoulder. His hand rubbed against her back slowly drawing circles on her skin, feeling damned comfortable in her bed with her body clinging to his.
Tessa was still tingling from the orgasms Buck had given her but felt apprehension trying to raise its ugly head. She’d just allowed him to take her body and she hadn’t forced him to use a condom and that was bad. She did a quick mental calculation and realized she was at a good place in her cycle and unlikely to get pregnant. Relieved but acknowledging that it had been stupid she made a mental note to get on birth control. She really hoped he didn’t have any STD’s.
Fuck she’d have to be tested now and the only excuse she had for that was that the man blew her mind to smithereens whenever he touched her. She shivered, remembering the feeling of his hands caressing her as she’d awakened with his mouth suckling at her breast. Desire had roared through her in a fireball of desperate need that had burned any brain cells that were working into non-existence.
None of her previous lovers had ever made her feel as passionate and out of control as Buck seemed to do without much effort. Why he was the one who blew her mind she couldn’t fathom. He should be the last man on earth she felt such mind-blowing passion with but somehow he wasn’t. Her skin was still tingling and her lady bits felt content in a way that they normally didn’t after sex. She’d always been a little dissatisfied with her other lovers, possibly because she hadn’t wanted any of them the way she wanted Buck.
It was a dangerous game she was playing with him and she damned well knew it. His hand was sliding up and down her back in little caressing circles and she knew she should put a stop to this because it would give her heart something to cling to when it wanted to convince her that their love affair was a romance. It wasn’t. She knew that in her head but she wasn’t so sure her treacherous heart understood. When she’d felt his body enter hers, she’d known that she should stop him but she’d let him make love to her anyway. She could try to rationalize it and say she’d known it was very unlikely she’d end up preggers but she knew better.
Closing her eyes, her hand lying possessively over his chest, Tessa allowed herself this one day before she forced herself to face the reality that Buck wasn’t hers. After a little nap she’d tell him he needed to leave and that she wasn’t going to put up with his manhandling anymore. Last night had been a one time get-out-of-jail-free card. That decided, she promptly fell asleep, her body softening as she relaxed and snuggled into him.
Tessa woke in the bed at ten thirty to find herself alone. Sitting up to glance around the room, she realized that Buck was gone. His boxers were on the floor and a note was stuck to her TV. Getting up, she walked over to read the note.
Duchess,
See you later at the bar. Thanks for washing my clothes. Had to run.
Buck
Damn, she’d missed her chance to tell him that she wouldn’t put up with him acting like he owned her. Tessa had no idea how the man managed to avoid arguments with her so easily but every time she was mad he managed to somehow wiggle his way out of the angry lecture she had planned.
Chapter Fourteen
“Geez, if I’d known that you were going to make me do manual labor when I came over here I would have met you at the gym,” Jennifer complained.
Tessa rolled her eyes as she grabbed the rest of the groceries out of the trunk. “Stop whining. Think of it as a warm-up workout. You can rest while I put away the cold stuff.”
“Fine but carrying your groceries inside wasn’t on my agenda today.”
Tessa ignored her friend’s complaints and headed towards the house with her bags. Jennifer was supposed to meet her here so that they could drive over to the gym together since she was a guest instead of a member of the club. Tessa hadn’t realized that she would be running late when she’d told the other woman to meet her here at five but her appointment in town had taken a little longer than expected. She’d been at the local clinic getting birth control and STD testing because she had no idea if Buck was clean or not. If wasn’t that she couldn’t ask him because she could, but she didn’t want to make things awkward. It was already awkward enough between them.
It had been three days since she’d woken up with him missing from her bed. She’d talked to him that night telling him that she wasn’t really interested in sleeping with him anymore. He’d raised a brow and said okay. That had been that. It had been a little disappoint
ing really because she had expected more complaining or at the very least an argument. What she’d gotten instead had stung a bit because he hadn’t seemed to care one way or the other.
She opened the door kicking it wide, entering and heading to the kitchen with Jennifer trailing behind her. She tossed her bags onto the counter before grabbing the ones she’d handed to Jennifer and doing the same with them. She lifted out the milk and eggs, turned to the fridge and stopped dead, staring.
“Where the hell did this come from?” she demanded, looking at Jennifer.
Jennifer looked over Tessa’s shoulder frowning at her. “What? The fridge?” she asked, looking at Tessa like she’d lost her mind.
“Yes, that,” Tessa said, gesturing with the items in her hands.
“Umm, are you okay? Because I’m quite sure that comes with a house most of the time. Why are you freaking out? Is this one of those punked shows or something where you start acting crazy and then when I start calling the men in white coats you scream you’ve just been punked or something?” Jennifer looked a little too shocked for this to be something she’d planned. Tessa turned to look at the monstrous appliance that sat in her kitchen, still a little dumbfounded.
“Not with this house. At least not unless it’s one of those transformer things we watched in that movie the other night and I’m damned sure that’s not the case. How the hell did this get here?” Tessa asked again, still staring at the brand new stainless steel refrigerator that now graced her humble kitchen.
“Are you saying this isn’t the fridge you had when you left the house this morning?” Jennifer asked, still looking confused.
“Yep, that’s exactly what I’m saying.”
“Oh, well did you forget that a new one was being delivered?”
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