“I’m out of here,” I told my brother without looking in his direction. My gaze was locked on Jos, and from the tilt of her lips in that smug little smile, I knew she could feel me watching her. This was all a show, one for my benefit. “This place is a total sausage fest anyway. I’m going home. Got shit to do in the morning.”
“I’m headed to the clubhouse,” Matt told me. “Pay the tab.”
Muttering a curse, I pulled out my wallet as I walked toward the bar where Colt was washing glasses.
As I drew closer, Jos turned her head, her eyes rolling over me. The guy said something close to her ear and she bit her lip, but I could read everything she was thinking—and her thoughts weren’t on the little pussy-assed bitch standing in her personal space. I saw a flash of the hurt I’d already inflicted the week before, along with the same, never-ending hunger that lived inside of me like a parasite.
I clenched my fingers around the bills in my hand and tried to pull my eyes away from Jos as I reached the bar. Unsuccessfully.
“You leaving?” Colt’s voice didn’t have the power to pull my gaze from the way Jos’s eyes were begging me to come take her away from the guy she was with.
“Yeah,” I muttered, dropping the cash on the bar top.
Colt followed my gaze. “Don’t worry, I’m not letting her drink. She’s just having a little fun.”
“She’s getting herself into trouble is what she’s doing. She doesn’t have to be drinking to do that.”
Jos turned away, having heard what I’d just said, and pressed her hands to the guy’s chest. One hand started playing with the buttons on his shirt, while the other slid south teasingly, her fingertips tracing over the obvious hard-on in the guy’s jeans.
Mine.
A red haze washed over my eyes, and I was at the other end of the bar before I could even draw another breath. Grabbing her hand in a tight hold, I jerked her away from her friend and started dragging her toward the door.
“She’s with me, asshole,” the guy yelled behind us.
“Fuck off. I’m taking her home before she gets herself in trouble.”
“I don’t want to go home,” Jos said with a pout as I slammed through the door and out into the parking lot, stomping toward my bike. At least she wasn’t putting up a struggle, telling me she was getting exactly what she wanted from me.
“Too fucking bad,” I snarled, stopping only when we reached the motorcycle, and I thrust my helmet into her hands. “Get on the fucking bike, Jos.”
I tossed my leg over, waiting for her to climb on behind me. Without hesitating, she did, her arms locking around my abdomen, her cheek pressed to my back.
And just like that, most of the rage clouding my vision dissipated.
It left me feeling weak—and hard as fuck. I wanted her so goddamn bad I couldn’t breathe without it physically hurting.
Now what the fuck am I going to do?
I needed to take her home. Pound on Butch’s door until he opened up and promised me he wouldn’t let his little girl out of the house again until she was fifty.
That was the rational thing to do. The one that wouldn’t let me commit more sins than I already had with this female. But my cock was drilling into my zipper, begging for freedom. The feel of her hands on my stomach, her fingers sliding under my T-shirt and skimming along the top of my jeans, was driving me fucking crazy.
One more night.
That was all I needed. Just one more night and then I’d send her packing.
Chapter 10
Tanner
I didn’t bother flipping the lights on as I guided Jos through the quiet house in the direction of my bedroom.
Her skin felt hot to the touch as I kept my hands on her waist, my lips already on her neck as we climbed the stairs. She tasted so damn good, I could have licked her skin all night and still not gotten my fill of her. Her hips rolled back against me, torturing me with the tease of her ass rubbing my cock through my jeans.
“Jos, you mean little bitch,” I groaned at her ear. “Stop before I fuck you right here in the hall.”
“I’m okay with that.” She tossed over her shoulder, her voice on the verge of breathlessness.
“Fuck this.” Lifting her, I practically sprinted the last bit to my room and kicked the door shut before laying her on the bed and following her down.
My cut disappeared along with my T-shirt. Her top was out of my way, and her bra sailed over my shoulder as I unsnapped her pathetic excuse for shorts and plunged my hand inside, feeling how wet she was for me.
“Mmm,” she moaned, licking her lips, her eyes closing in pleasure. “I’ve wanted this all week.”
I pushed the shorts and panties out of my way, spreading her wide so I could put my mouth on her sweet little cunt. It was wrong. She’d just turned eighteen a few weeks before, but fuck, I wanted her so goddamn bad.
She screamed my name when I sucked her drenched pussy lips into my mouth before licking her from her opening all the way up to her clit. She thrust her fingers into my hair, clutching me to her.
“Tanner…ah, fuck. That feels so good. Please don’t stop.”
Within a minute, I had her begging me to finish her, to fuck her. I stood, the last of my viable brain cells shouting to glove it up before I sank balls deep into her. Cursing, I pulled open the nightstand drawer where I kept my condoms. Kissing my way up her body, I grasped the foil packet, tearing it open without ever lifting my lips from her sweetly delicious body.
When I reached her tits, I sucked her nipples until she was writhing underneath me, then sat back on my heels as I rolled the rubber down over my cock.
Looking down at her, I had to take a second to catch my breath. The need in her eyes made them glassy. The pink in her cheeks drove me crazy but not nearly as much as the sight of the love bites I’d left on her tits and her stomach. Seeing the gloss of wetness on her thighs, I couldn’t have waited another second even if there had been a gun pointed at my head.
Spreading her legs wider, I sank slowly into her tightness. Each inch I fed into her was sweet agony, her pussy walls a contradiction, trying to push me out yet suck me deeper. Those little sounds she was making as I gave her what she wanted only amped up my raging need for her.
“Tanner,” she moaned, her nails biting into my thighs as she looked between us, watching as I made us one entity. “Oh God, it feels so good.”
“Don’t move,” I growled when she shifted her hips, taking me deeper before I was ready. I was trying to take my time, wanting to savor every second of this night before I had to throw her out of my life—for both our sakes—in the morning. But the way she was moving was driving me closer to the edge, and I knew if she didn’t stop, this was going to be over before I wanted it to be.
“Please,” she begged, her hips lifting and falling as she fucked herself on my cock. “I need you to make me come.”
I found her clit with my thumb, pressing down hard. I rubbed slow circles until she was shaking, sweat beading on my brow, dripping down my temple. Fuck, I was going to blow just feeling the way she was contracting around me as she fought her orgasm.
“Jos, baby, I don’t want to come yet.” I pulled out, and she whimpered like she was in physical pain. “Shh, shh,” I soothed, turning her on her side and lying down behind her. I pulled her ass closer, pressing on the small of her back just enough to angle her so I could take her from behind. “I’ll give you what you want, sweetheart. Just trying to make this last as long as I can for myself.”
I was only halfway in her like this. It was a tease, but it wasn’t making me ready to nut off yet. She took one of my hands from her waist, lifting it to her tit. Her fingers cupped around mine, urging me to squeeze. I kissed her neck, her shoulder, then down her back, producing goose bumps everywhere my lips grazed.
The hand playing with her tit rubbed lower, stroking up and down her flat stomach before sliding between her legs to play with her clit. A mewl-l
ike sound left her as I flicked my thumb over the very top of the little bundle of nerves. Her pussy walls contracted around me as more moisture flooded her channel, and each thrust turned the room into an erotic soundtrack to our fucking.
She came for the second time with me playing with her clit, and I had to pull free or risk coming then and there. I turned her to face me even as she was trying to float down from her second release. Lifting her leg, I pulled her thigh over mine and drove back into her.
Her hands clutched at my arms, her head tipped back and giving me the perfect access to feast on her neck. I marked her as mine with little love bites from her ear to her shoulder as I took my time pumping into her. I stroked my fingers up her leg then down her hips, teasing at her ass crack. She shivered, moaning her encouragement as I let my thumb linger on her tiny little asshole.
“You like that?” I groaned against her neck. “You want me to play with you here?”
“I-I don’t know,” she breathed, but her ass pressed back into my touch, telling me she wanted it but was afraid of asking for it.
I dipped my fingers down, touching my cock as it entered her, scooping up the thick wetness on my shaft before plunging into her again and again. When my index finger was soaked, I returned to that little hole she was so unsure of.
My finger teased her at first, seeing how far she really did want me to go. When I stuck the very tip inside her hole, she let out a surprised little squeal, but her pussy contracted around my cock as she started to come for the third time. I finger-fucked her hole through her release, but as soon as she was able to lift her eyes again, I was lost. I grabbed her hips in both hands and rolled us so that I was on top of her, and I fucked her hard until I was bellowing her name to the heavens.
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A moan coming from Jos had me squinting my eyes open hours later. She was lying half on top of me, her face pressed into my chest. She was still asleep, but I could feel how wet she was as her pussy pressed down on my thigh.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned and lifted her hips until she could slide down onto my cock.
Her eyes drifted open when I entered her, and she smiled down at me sleepily. “I like waking up from a dream of you fucking me, to you actually fucking me.”
I laughed, making my chest vibrate against her tits. “I like it a little too.”
I fucking loved it. I wanted to do this every damn night, but I knew it would never happen. As soon as my alarm went off for me to get up for work, I was going to have to end this once and for all.
She sat up, steadying herself by putting her hands on my stomach. It was the first time she’d ever been on top, but she didn’t seem unsure of herself. Instead, she moved her hips like she’d been doing this all her damn life, and it drove me crazy.
“Oh God, this feels so good,” she whimpered.
I sat up, holding her hips so she wouldn’t fall backward, letting her ride me but able to bury my face in between her tits now. Sucking one nipple into my mouth roughly, I groaned against her flesh as her inner walls contracted around my rock-hard cock.
“Tanner,” she breathed, her hands clutching at my shoulders like I was the only thing anchoring her to the earth. “Could…Could you do that thing again? With your finger and my…my…”
Grinning around her nipple, I brushed my thumb over her little asshole, and she began to shudder as her release hit her hard.
“Ah, God!” she screamed, falling forward weakly.
Holding on to her, I scooted us to the end of the bed. Pulling free from her, I turned her on my lap, and her feet hit the floor a little drunkenly. Brushing her hair out of the way, I sucked on her shoulder, marking her as mine yet again. “Tease me, Jos,” I urged.
“H-How?”
I spread her ass cheeks and pulled her back so that my shaft fit along the seam. I guided her up and down, showing her how to tease me by rubbing that sweet ass over my cock.
“Shit, that feels good,” she moaned.
I let her tease me, no longer guiding her movements but holding her cheeks spread apart so I could watch. My tip leaked jizz, coating her skin with the thick liquid. She was killing me, but I would die a happy man.
“Tanner,” she whined suddenly. “I need you again. Now.”
“Hell,” I grunted and flipped her facedown on the bed. I plunged balls deep into her pussy, lost, mindless to everything but making her come and feeling that tight little cunt squeezing around my cock so hard when she did.
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It was a long while later before I could breathe again.
We were both coated in sweat, and the entire room smelled like the wild sex we’d just had. It was a heady scent that made me punch-drunk. Or maybe that was just because I’d come harder than I could ever remember coming in my entire life.
Sweet little Jos was untamable in bed, my perfect match, and I was pretty sure I was going to die when she left me.
A glance at the digital clock on the side table told me my alarm was going to go off in just a few short minutes. Despite the sweat still beading on my brow, I suddenly felt chilled to my bones, and my arms unconsciously contracted around Jos. She gave a little mewl of protest, shifting in my arms, and I instantly released her.
Pushing her thigh off my leg, I sat up, reaching for my phone.
“Are you going to work today?” she asked sleepily. “You could call in sick. I’ll make sure Grandpa won’t fire you if you stay in bed with me all day.”
That offer was so tempting, but I knew I couldn’t take her up on it. If I didn’t do this now, I wasn’t ever going to be able to bring myself to, and she deserved so much more than what I could give her.
“I’m thinking about taking the day off,” I told her as I sent the text and stood. I tossed my phone carelessly on the bed, knowing she would be able to see it. “But I’m a little bored with you now. Thought maybe I would get a little variety. Someone with some actual skills to come over and finish what you couldn’t.”
Her small gasp crushed my soul, but I didn’t stop on my way to the door.
“Are you joking?” she demanded, her voice choked. “Tanner? Tanner! Come back here and tell me you’re joking.”
“Sorry, sweetheart. I need a shower. It’s not polite to have a girl’s cream on your cock when you’re expecting someone else.”
“What? Why are you doing this?”
Halfway through the doorway, I turned and looked back. It was hard to keep my expression blank when I saw the tears in her eyes, but I reminded myself I was doing this for her. “Last night was fun, but it took for-fucking-ever for you to get me off. I need someone who knows what she’s doing. You can stick around and watch if you want, maybe learn a few things. If you do, we can try this again tonight.”
She jerked up out of bed, her face pale, her eyes blazing. “How can you say that to me? I thought… I just… I don’t understand,” she whispered, her voice breaking.
I hardened my heart, forcing myself to meet her gaze. “Plain and simple, Jos. You’re not what I want. The only reason I brought you home with me last night was because you were pissing me the fuck off. It took everything in me to even nut off last night. You can’t satisfy me. You’re too green, and I need women with experience.”
“You sonofabitch!” she cried. “You weren’t saying that last night when you kept telling me you didn’t want to come too fast. That you wanted it to last.”
I shrugged. “I just said that so you wouldn’t feel bad that I wasn’t getting off.”
Tears filled her eyes, but she picked up the first thing she could get her hands on—my alarm clock—and threw it at my head. I ducked backward just as it crashed into the doorframe and exploded into three large pieces.
“I thought last night was special, you motherfucking asshole!” she screamed, picking up something else to throw. She picked up an empty beer bottle I’d left there recently. I ducked down, and it hit the hall wall, shattering at my feet. “I love your dumb ass
, and you’re treating me like this? Do you even like me, you goddamn prick?”
“You’re cute, but spoiled,” I told her, hating myself for doing this to her. “All you want is your own way, and I gave it to you after you shook your ass at me all week. Why are you throwing a tantrum after getting what you wanted, Jos?”
“What I wanted?” she repeated, the tears falling unchecked from her eyes. “You think this was what I wanted? For you to fuck me all night and then break my heart the next morning?”
“Sorry if I’m breaking your heart,” I told her. “I thought you knew the score. This is why I don’t get involved with anyone younger than me. You young chicks get too clingy. It’s just about sex, sweetheart. No offense, babe, but no experience and following a guy around like a lost puppy is a huge turn-off for me.”
I’m so fucking sorry. I want you. I love you. I fucking need you. Don’t hate me. Don’t leave me.
But I didn’t speak those words aloud, didn’t let her see them as they roared through my head. I stood there, my heart racing as she rushed to get dressed and then stomped out of my bedroom.
As she passed me, she stopped, her hand flying out and slapping me hard across the face. I didn’t even flinch, just welcomed the pain. It couldn’t equal the pain I was inflicting on her—as well as myself.
“You’re such a fucking coward, Tanner Reid. I don’t know what I saw in you that made me love you, but as soon as I find out, I’m burning it out of my system.”
Chapter 11
Tanner
Present Day
Jos shifted in her sleep, her brows puckered. I traced my index finger over them, and she sighed again, leaning forward into my touch.
“Reid,” she breathed. “Reid?” She jerked upright, looking around the room dazedly. “Reid?”
“Sorry, sweetheart. I’m the only Reid present.”
She squeezed the back of her neck with one hand as she fell back against the plastic chair she was sitting in. “I couldn’t find him,” she muttered. “No one could tell me where he was.”
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