Chapter 18

I come awake to warm, strong arms surrounding me and the length of the man the arms are attached to pressing against me. Even better, the hard shaft sliding between my bare thighs.

Bruiser's awake, and more than ready to play, it seems. I, for one, wouldn't mind.

Last night, after we finished eating our sandwiches, I excused myself to take a shower and to think about everything he told me. It wasn't just the part about the bounty on my head. It was more to it. Stuff I'm doing my best not to think about.

After my shower, I curled up in the bed, not bothering to put any clothes on or drying my hair. I did at least lotion my skin, using some stuff I found in the bathroom. I couldn't be happier to have someone at least think to stock up with stuff we could actually use since I didn't get the chance to pack my bathroom essentials.

I'd fallen asleep before Bruiser came in the room, so I don't know when he joined me, but I definitely don't mind that he's here now. With nothing between us, he could easily slide inside me and take me just like this. But that's not what I want. No, I want something else entirely.

I pull away enough to roll over. I glance at Bruiser's face to find his eyes closed. Smiling, I press my lips to the center of his chest. He doesn't move, and I kiss him again, then again, moving downward. That is until I come to the part of him that I crave tasting the most. I wrap a hand around the base and lick my lips, eyes going up to find he's still yet to open his eyes. But I know he's awake. It's in the way he's holding his body still.

With a swirl of my tongue around the tip, I take my time to explore, bobbing my head, taking him nearly to my throat, and swallowing. I do this several times, drawing back, paying attention to just under the head of his shaft, and going back down to take him deep.

Bruiser groans and wraps his fingers in my hair, taking control of my movements. I love the way he does this. It makes it all that much better.

"Fuckin' love your mouth, Princess," he rasps gruffly. His fingers tighten in my hair and it makes me that much hotter.

I slide my free hand between my thighs and circle my clit, moaning at the sensation it sends through my body. Needing more, I dip my fingers farther into my pussy, thrusting two deep inside. As good as it feels, I need more. I want more, but I like Bruiser's dick in my mouth. Remembering where my bag was, I draw away from him long enough to inch to the side of the bed.

"What you doing, Princess?" he asks, propping himself up.

"You'll see." I give him a grin and reach into my bag sitting next to the bed. Opening it, I wrap my fingers around the base of my dildo and pull it out. I meet Bruiser's heated gaze when he realizes what I have in my hand.

"Come here," he orders, not giving me a chance to do just that. He reaches for me, grips my waist, turns, and lifts me until I'm straddling him, his face between my legs. "Give me that toy," he commands, holding a hand out for the dildo. I give it to him without so much as a peep. This is exactly what I want.

Not waiting for him, I lower myself down and take his length back in my mouth. This time sucking him enthusiastically, wanting to taste him. It becomes harder to focus on my own task when Bruiser not only uses the toy but his mouth.

Back and forth, he fucks me with the toy and sucks my clit until I'm moaning around his shaft. We battle each other to give the most pleasure we can.

He beats me at it when he adds fingers to press into my rear. It's something he's done a few times, but not like this. First, one finger, then another. There's something to be said about him taking me like this, filling me so completely.

The need to come is nearly too much to bear, but I'm not to be outdone. Taking him to my throat, I swallow and hum, at the same time cupping his balls, toying with them.

Unfortunately for me, no matter how much Bruiser groans and enjoys what I do to him, he's better at it. Way better, but in the next moment, he has me coming and crying out around his shaft. He pulls the dildo from my pussy and replaces it with his mouth lapping up my juices. What I didn't expect was for him to press the dildo to my rear. I freeze for all of a second before he distracts me, making me lose my mind.

With each thrust into my rear, he drives his tongue into my entrance. I love every bit of it, even if I'm unsure if I should. He does this until I'm filled entirely and presses the button on the end of the dildo, turning the vibrations on. There's no stopping the scream that leaves me. I jerk and buck against the thing, uncertain what he's doing to me.

Even more so when Bruiser flips us, comes up between my thighs, and thrusts halfway inside me. "Fuckin' hell, Gwyneth, love this pussy. Just the taste of it is enough to make me an addict. It's more so when I'm fuckin' you," he groans, pulls out, and thrusts home. The dildo in my ass makes it that much tighter around him and causes so much sensation, I don't know if I can handle it all. "Swear that fake dick in your ass was a beautiful sight, but feeling how tight you are around me feels even better."

"Oh God, Bruiser. Please fuck me. I need you to fuck me. No more playing." I sink my nails into his shoulders and hold on tight.

"Don't worry, Princess, I've got you."

And got me, he does. Jerking my legs up, he does exactly what I need him to. Fucks me hard. Fucks me with long strokes that have tingles racing along my spine. My orgasm just over the horizon rushes me with such intensity that it leaves me breathless when it hits me.

"Damn right, baby, come all over my dick." He growls, picks up the pace, hurtling me into another release. It feels amazing, and I love it. Every bit of it. Especially when he snarls my name, his release spilling from him, destroying me yet solidifying just how much he means to me. It takes a lot of trust for me to allow him to do what he did, and truth be told, I want him to do it over and over again.

"You gonna let me up anytime soon?" Bruiser asks a while later after not only taking the dildo from my ass but cleaning it and me. He then rejoined me in the bed, where I all but curled up on top of him.

"Nope," I remark, snuggling against his chest. "I'm good right here."

"I could be good too, Princess, but sometime or another, I've got to get up and check on things," he says, bursting my pretty little bubble I didn't realize I'd allowed myself to put around us. I was able to pretend for just a bit that nothing was wrong. "Besides, if I'm gonna fuck you like that again, I'm gonna need some substance in me. Sandwiches from last night have definitely been worn off."

My stomach takes the moment to make itself known quite loudly at that.

"Seems I need to make sure you're fed too." Bruiser chuckles and swats at my tender bottom. "Come on, Princess, I'll make you something to eat. You can sit out on the back deck and enjoy the view for a while."

"If I must." I sigh, not wanting to move, but both of us need to eat. And a cup of coffee wouldn't be turned down.

Bruiser's chuckle switches to a laugh as he rolls us out of the bed. "Get dressed, baby."

"Yeah, yeah," I grumble, roll my eyes, and walk around the bed to where my bag is. I dig through and pull out a pair of panties, a bra, a pair of leggings, and a tank top with the Primal Fitness logo on it. I quickly dress and grab my brush, flip my hair upside down, and run it through my hair, getting the tangles out.

Hands at either side of my hips is the only way I know Bruiser has moved. "Damn fine sight," he utters and presses into my rear.

"We didn't have to get up, you know," I say, finishing with my hair. I straighten, making sure my hair doesn't hit him in the face.

"Yeah, but then we'd perish away without the food I intend to feed you." He chuckles, presses a kiss to the side of my neck, and steps back. "You done getting dressed?"

"I was just going to throw my hair up, but other than that, yeah."

"Don't worry about your hair. Leave it down," he states, reaching out to brush his fingers through my hair. "I like it down."

I don't mind having it down either, so I don't mind him telling me to leave it like this.

"If you're gonna feed me, then you better get on it," I inform him before I decide to jump him and have my wicked way with him, which could end up with him driving me insane with pleasure once again.