Chapter 21

Chapter Twenty-One

Marley

I’m in so much trouble. I’m a woman drowning and I’m going down for the last time. He’s got me so thrown off my foundation that there is no hope of finding it again. I’m lost. I’ve fallen. However I say it, the truth is the truth. I let my crush turn into love. I’ve fallen so far in love with Tannen that I can’t slow down now. By the end of the night, he’ll have all of me, my body, my heart, my soul.

I should stop this, walk away, go back to my house, and sleep in my own bed but there’s no way I can leave. No way I can tell him to slow down and let me think. All I can think about is what he is making me feel and the fact Tannen is with me, loving on my body, and flipping my world upside down.

He kisses down my stomach licking around my navel and going lower. Our hands find one another -well, one of his has stayed on my breast to play and one of mine happens to be running over his shoulders and back. How the hell do you even have muscles on your spine? I don’t know but I do know it is hot as hell. Our entwined hands never break apart as if both of us need that anchor, that contact with one another.

He doesn’t have to knock my legs apart this time. I willingly spread them wide for him as he lays himself down to kiss away what thoughts I have left. His lips trail over my mound leaving a path of fire where they touch. And then his tongue comes out to trace designs there as well. I know Tannen but the way he’s making magic with my body I would swear the man was a freaking wizard.

He runs his broad tongue up the center of my channel while keeping his eyes on mine creating an intimacy that rocks my soul. Not only can I feel what he is doing, I can see what he is doing, almost feel it from his perspective as he shares what goes on inside his head with me through those hauntingly beautiful eyes. It sends me flying apart faster than ever before. He stiffens the muscle and slips it in my untouched entrance and in a foggy haze I realize he’s actually fucking me with his tongue. The thought has my breath coming fast and heavy as the now-familiar heat washes over my body turning it into an inferno.

His hand trails down my body until his thumb finds my clit and he adds just the right amount of pressure in the perfect place. It takes my breath as my thighs shake around his head and the heat grows to be too much. My body arches as my hips try to follow the feelings he’s giving me. And in one strong lick, I’m cumming for him.

I call out his name, but I don’t think he can hear me since it comes out on a whisper as I pulse through my release. He leaves me strung out and washed clean all at the same time. Before I can even open my eyes he is reversing his kisses so he’s coming back up my body. The kiss we share is slow and sweet and mixed in is the flavor of my release that clings to his tongue and lips like I might have branded him so he’ll never forget me.

I jump when his skin touches mine, not from the shock of it, but because I’ve never felt anything that feels so right before in my life. It’s like we’re both made of silk. It feels magical. Then the fire starts back, the flames lick higher this time because he’s next to me, covering me, all around me.

“You ready for me, Peach?”

Now there’s a loaded question. I don’t think I will ever be ready for him but am I ready for him to mark me the way I’ve marked him…oh hell yeah!

I give him a nod and bite his bottom lip -something I’ve wanted to do since I read my first romance novel. It’s as soft as I thought it would be and so much better than in the book. He closes his eyes as I lick across the small hurt I might have caused. When they flash open I find the same fire in them that’s been burning inside of me.

He takes control of the kiss at the same time he runs one of his arms up under one of my thighs so he can raise it higher, opening me wider like he did before. His long, thick dick running up the center of my body, the same one his tongue just ran up not seconds ago, causing me to arch my body into his every time he moves his hips which is where my hands go…first.

The broad head of his monster cock hits the swollen bud of my clit as he speeds up taking all the oxygen out of the room so I have to rely on his kiss, on his mouth, to be the air I need. My hands drop lower and glide to the middle so that they find his ass -how does he have muscles there too?

Where I’m soft and giving, he’s hard and takes. It’s perfect. It’s like we’ve been written for each other and this was always how it is supposed to be between us. My happy ever after fairy tale I kept believing in even when I lost my dad, I was told -not by my mom- that things like that don’t happen, when I almost lost hope that I would ever find it. It’s right here.

He runs his dick back to my entrance one more time before he pushes forward and he pulses at my entrance wanting in. We look into each other’s eyes as the slow glide he found right before, lets him breech the untried muscles and his thick head pops in. I gasp and he moans as the heat we both feel rises, breaking our bodies out in a sheen of sweat. He gives me more as I open for him.

My innocence is no match for the thickness pushing forward, both of us wanting more and more. I try to school my face so he doesn’t know about the quick flash of pain as he breaks through but he sees everything. He stops his thrusts and waits for me to relax around him. His hand comes to my chin so he can turn my head to whisper in my ear.

“You felt it, didn’t you, sweetheart? The moment I took what is mine.” His words make me lose my breath more than his body does. “The second you become mine, shaped so you’ll only ever want me.”

My hands come up to cling to him as he brings my head back so he can capture my lips and kiss away what is left of my air.

He retreats only to surge back again and again until it’s too much, it’s too real. Nowhere to hide how I feel, no way to run fast enough. My body starts to fall as fast and as hard as my heart did. All I can do is wrap myself around him and hang on as I’m torn apart and put back together around him.

His thick member nudges against the very back of my pussy. He’s hit bottom but I’m still flying. When he swivels his hips, his pelvis puts pressure on my clit and I finally break. His mouth clamps over mine as I scream out his name and my body starts to convulse and contract around his. I don’t know where he stops and I begin as my pussy hugs his shaft milking him until he gives me the burst of heat and liquid fire I’ve been craving since he first laid his mouth on me.

When I wake up it’s to find Tannen wrapped around me in a room that’s grown colder and a dead fire in the hearth. And all I can think is all of this will be over by the end of tomorrow night. That’s when the tears start to fall and they don’t stop for hours and hours later.