Chapter 21

My brain was as useless as a circuit board that had just been dunked into a kiddie pool after that kiss. And what a fucking kiss it was. She blew all the other kisses I'd ever had out of the water. It was so damn good there was no longer room in my brain to recall any of them. She'd banished them all from memory, leaving room only for her.

My tongue was thick in my mouth and my lungs felt tight, unable to pull in a full breath as I watched the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on reach up and undo my belt, letting both ends fall to the side before attacking the button of my slacks with trembling fingers. I sucked a sharp hiss through my teeth when her knuckles grazed my cock, my release already on a hair trigger from that kiss alone.

Those big eyes came up, and for the first time, I noticed the way her pupils had expanded, eclipsing all color and leaving only black. "Sensitive?" she asked, all wide-eyed innocent as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down almost nervously.

"It's agony." I gritted my teeth so hard the muscle in my cheek ticked. "I want you so bad I'm in physical pain. I'm afraid if I get your hands or mouth on my dick I won't last thirty seconds, but I'll be damned if I want it to stop. If you stop it just might kill me."

"Then I won't stop," she whispered, undoing me with the need she felt for me reflected in her eyes. "I promise."

My exhale was choppy as I stared rapt as she undid the button and lowered the zipper of my slacks. My cock throbbed violently as her fingers wrapped around the waistband of my boxer briefs and pulled downward. The relief I felt at having my erection free was nearly enough to bring tears to my eyes, but that sensation was quickly replaced with fireworks exploding inside my skull when Jolie wrapped her palm around the base and dragged it up experimentally, wrenching a grunt from the deepest confines of my chest.

My teeth clamped down on the inside of my cheek hard enough to draw blood, but it was the only way to keep from coming on the spot. It took a second for the haze to clear from in front of my vision, but once it did and I could see Jolie clearly, she was staring at my erection with a look of wonder on her face that made me want to yank her up and find the nearest flat surface to lay her out on so I could plunge inside her. It was only by sheer will and determination that I was able to hold myself back.

I had never been this horny in my life. Not even as a teenager who just discovered the wonders of beating off. I loved and loathed the sight of Jolie on her knees before me in equal measure. Loved it because of what was about to happen, but at the same time, every fiber of my being rebelled against the thought that the rough, unforgiving ground beneath her might be causing her pain. The thought of her hurting had my chest hollowing out, but before my mind could travel too far down that road, she parted her sweet pink lips and dragged her tongue along the underside of my cock, ripping a curse from my throat and nearly causing me to go blind.

I didn't realize I'd rocked back on my heels until Jolie reached around, steadying me by gripping onto my rear end with both hands as she slid the first few inches of me into her hot, wet mouth.

"Oh fuck. Holy fuck!" I locked my knees to keep from going over and wrapped my fist around Jolie's hair, pulling it away from her face so I could see how her cheeks hollowed out and her lips plumped as she worked me over. "Heaven, baby. Your mouth is heaven. You have no idea what you're doing to me."

She blinked, bringing her gaze up to mine from beneath the fan of her lashes as she bobbed up and down my length, slicking my cock with her saliva. I could tell from the dazed look on her face and the way she squirmed, clenching her thighs together beneath her skirt, that she was getting turned on from sucking me off. She was doing everything to make this the best head I'd ever received, twisting her wrist at the base before pumping it upward to meet her mouth on each downward glide of her lips, steadily taking me deeper until the very tip bumped the back of her throat.

"Does fucking me with your mouth turn you on? I bet your pretty pussy is dripping wet right now. It is, isn't it, baby?" I panted, unable to remove my gaze from her face. She nodded her head, a whimper working up her throat and vibrating across the head of my shaft. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you look with your lips stretched around me like this? You're so good at sucking me off, doing such a good job, baby. Christ, you're so beautiful."

Her pace picked up at my praise, causing my balls to draw up, but I didn't want to come like this. Not down her throat. The first time I came, I wanted to be as deep inside her as I could possibly get.

Reaching down, I grabbed Jolie beneath her arms and yanked her up, sealing my mouth with hers and swallowing down her yelp of surprise. Her feet dangled off the ground, forcing her to loop those long, lithe legs around my waist. I moved unseeing, refusing to break our kiss as I stumbled across the driveway, moving until her back hit one of the stone columns that anchored the roof over the walkway. Her mouth tore from mine on a cry, momentarily freezing me in place.

Taking her chin between my fingers, I brought her face back to mine, staring into her eyes as I asked, "Did I hurt you?"

"N-no," she breathed, shaking her head frantically. "More."

I bent my knees on a growl, fitting myself perfectly between her thighs and driving my hips upward, rocking against her hard. Her ankles locked against the small of my back, her head falling back on a moan as her fingernails dug into my shoulders.

"You like that?" I grunted, the heat from her cunt coming through the layers of her clothing and making me impossibly harder. "Does it feel good when I drag my cock across your pussy, Jolie?"

"So good, Vaughn. So good."

Hearing her say my name in that low, throaty tone that dripped with sex undid me. In that moment I knew there wasn't anything I wouldn't give her. My cock, my house. Hell, if she asked, I'd sign over every single dime in my bank account. That was how deep she'd burrowed beneath my skin. It was a terrifying realization, but I was too far gone to care.

Her hips began to circle, sliding her sopping wet center against my bare dick. Reaching up, I grabbed hold of the neckline of her top and yanked it down, exposing her breasts to the cool night air. Her nipples were a dusky pink, puckered so tightly they looked painful. "Please, please, Vaughn."

My mouth watered at the sight of her tits and the sound of her desperation. "Please what, Jolie?"

"Please," she pleaded. "I need . . ."

"You need me to suck on these perfect tits? Is that what you need? For me to lick and suck and bite these nipples until your pussy is so soaked for me I can slide my fat cock inside without hurting you?"

"Yes."

I did exactly that, leaning forward and sealing my mouth around one nipple and pulling hard as my hips continued to pump up against her. The needy sounds pouring from her mouth grew louder and more frantic as I sucked those turgid peaks over and over, scraping them with my teeth as she rode me through her clothes.

Her hands grasped my hair and yanked my face up to hers. "Need you," she gasped against my lips, her pupils blown and her eyes unseeing. She was high on her craving. Good. Maybe now she would understand what I had been feeling for weeks. "Need you so bad, Vaughn."

I couldn't possibly go another second without feeling her hot, snug channel wrap around me. I wasn't sure I'd survive if I couldn't have her. "Can I be rough with you?" The words spilled out of my mouth before I could think, but I couldn't bring myself to regret them. "Give you whatever you want, baby. Any way you want it, I swear, but I'm losing my goddamn mind."

"God yes," she cried out, her head thrashing from side to side. "Be rough, please. I want to feel you tomorrow, and the next day."

Something primal roared to life inside me. "Tell me you trust me. That you know I would rather cut my own arm off than hurt you."

My words seemed to sober her a bit. She blinked, bringing her gaze back into focus. "O-of course I know that." Her hand came up to cup my cheek and I couldn't help but lean into her touch. "I trust you, Vaughn. I know you would never hurt me."

My head fell into the crook of her neck, the relief at having her trust flaying me wide open. Jolie's lips brushed the shell of my ear, the warm puffs of her breath sliding down the collar of my shirt and tickling my neck. "But I want you to fuck me like I'm your worst enemy. I need it."

I grabbed her by the backs of her knees on a vicious snarl, dropping her feet back on the ground before taking her by the waist and spinning her around so fast it had to have made her dizzy.

"Hands on the column," I gritted out, digging my fingers into her hips and yanking them back so she was forced to bend at the waist and brace her palms on the rough stone. My pulse beat frantically at seeing her stretched out and ready for me, my heart pounding in my ears. One single word echoed in my head. Mine, mine, mine. Over and over until it matched the rapid pace of my heart.

Sliding my hands down the backs of her thighs, I grabbed the hem of her skirt and yanked it up over her ass, bunching it around her waist. I let out a string of curses at the sight before me. Pure, perfection.

"Jesus, what is this?" I asked, running the tip of my index finger beneath the material that cut high on her hip and trailing it down where it dipped between the round cheeks of her delectable ass. It was a thong, but they weren't panties. More like a bathing suit with how it connected to her top.

"B-body suit," she stuttered as I dragged the tip of my finger through her cheeks and lower, sliding it through her hot, wet slit. "I-it, um... it unsnaps."

I could see that from my perfect vantage point. "No panties underneath either?" I tsked. "You're secretly naughty, aren't you?"

"I—I think I might be." She just kept getting more and more perfect.

Lifting my hand, I pulled in a breath as deep as I possibly could before bringing it back down against her ass cheek with a resounding slap. Her gasp cracked through the air like a gunshot, her wide eyes meeting mine when she jerked her head around to look over her shoulder at me. "That okay?" I asked, palming the spot I'd just slapped in slow, soothing circles.

Her tongue came out to wet her lips. "Y-yes. Again."

I spanked her again, this time on the other side. Her creamy skin bloomed red with my hand prints, and the sight of them was like waving a cape in front of a bull. I spanked her two more times, each one a little harder than the last, but not nearly hard enough to hurt her. By the time I finished, beads of precum were dripping from the tip of my cock, and when I cupped her sex, I felt how drenched that little spanking had made her.

I couldn't take it for one more fucking second. I had to be inside her. My need for her was so bad I couldn't remember how the hell I'd existed before meeting her. I quickly unsnapped her bodysuit, revealing her pussy to me for the first time, and it was just as beautiful as I knew it would be, all pink and wet and puffy, practically begging me to fuck it better than any other man had before.

The thought of another man having been there before me made me growl as I yanked my wallet from my back pocket and ripped out the condom I had inside. I tore it open with my teeth, my desperation for Jolie causing my hands to shake to the point I almost fumbled the ring of latex before I finally managed to slide it into place.

Bending forward, I traced the shell of her ear with my tongue before warning, "Hold on, baby. This is going to be hard and fast. I need you so bad."

Lining the head of my shaft up with her opening, I gripped both her hips in my hands and drove in on one quick, brutal thrust that made us both cry out. The moment I bottomed out, her walls clamped down like the hottest, silkiest glove. She fit me even more perfectly than I could have expected.

"Okay?" I asked, trailing my hand up her spine. I wanted to rail into her with every ounce of strength I had, but the need to make sure she was okay overrode everything else. I couldn't hurt her. I couldn't. It would torture me for the rest of my miserable life if I did something that caused her pain.

"So good," she whimpered, rising up on the tips of her toes and pushing herself back to get more. Fucking perfect for me. "So full."

"Can you still take it rough? You're so tight, and I'm not exactly small."

"You're huge." The breathy moan and the words she said were fucking great for my ego. "But I want it all. Keep going. Fuck me as hard as you can."

It was like a gun went off at the starting line, and I took off, pulling nearly all the way out and powering back in. It felt so good I shouted into the night air, unable to help myself as Jolie's sobs of pleasure started coming faster, with each drive of my hips. The noises she made mingled with the sound of bare flesh slapping together as I fucked her with everything I had, a sweat breaking out across my forehead and trickling down my spine.

It had never been this good before, and I knew with an absolute certainty that I felt all the way down in my bones that it would never be this good with anyone else. I hadn't even come yet and she'd already ruined me for all other women.

If I were being honest, she'd ruined me the moment I climbed out of my car, covered in coffee and itching for a fight, and that scared the living hell out of me. But I couldn't make myself stop. My self-control had turned to dust.

With each forward plunge of my hips, she drove herself back, forcing me deeper, harder. But it wasn't enough. I still couldn't seem to get deep enough. I needed to dig myself beneath this woman's skin. I needed to make her as crazy as she made me. Her eager little moans drove me on, making it impossible to slow down.

Her neck gave out and her head fell forward, giving me a view of the way her fingers were digging into the stone column, and I couldn't stand the sight of it. It looked like it hurt, and I couldn't stand for that. Reaching around her front, I palmed her breast and pulled her up, drawing her back against my chest as I poured everything I had into fucking her so good she'd never forget me.

"Oh God!" she cried, clenching her teeth to trap the scream that worked up her throat. The new angle took me even deeper, made her pussy ripple and pulse around me.

My balls drew up tight to my body, the throb in them growing worse by the second. I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold out, but there was no way I was coming before her.

"Get there, baby. Please, I need you to get there."

"I-I'm so close. Harder."

Christ, I felt like a jackhammer pounding into her. I was actually worried I was doing damage to both our molars with how hard I was drilling into her, but if it was what she wanted, who was I to deny her?

I picked up the pace and tugged at her nipple, and that was enough to send a fresh wave of arousal through her, making her even wetter. She coated my cock so beautifully that I wished we were in front of a mirror so I could see the effect of what I did to her.

I pulled her skirt up higher, finding her swollen clit and began rubbing circles.

"Yes, Vaughn. Yes. I'm so close."

"Tell me, beautiful," I rasped into her ear, begging, as I silently chanted don't come, don't come, don't come in my head. "Tell me what else you need to get there."

"I want you to . . . b-bite me. Please?"

That quiet, uncertain please did it. How she said it like she wasn't sure if that was something normal to ask for, to want, made me determined to give it to her. So I did. My teeth sank into that cord that stretched from her neck to her shoulder, and just like that, she went off.

I probably should have covered her mouth to muffle her scream, but I wanted to hear it. I wanted to experience every single part of driving this woman over the edge. She came and came, rippling around me and squeezing so tight I didn't have any choice but to blow. My balls emptied on a blissfully agonized shout as I buried my face in Jolie's neck and inhaled her sunny scent—now mixed with hot, dirty sex.

We both collapsed forward, but before she could faceplant into that pillar, I wrapped my arm around her waist and kept her flush against me as I braced my other hand on the column, using what little strength I had left to hold us both up.

It felt like it took a lifetime for me to finally come back down to earth. My hearing returned first, our rapid breaths mingling with the sounds of the night: crickets and an owl hooting somewhere in the distance.

I'd lost all control and had just fucked Jolie brutally right out in the open for anyone to see. Last I knew, all the houses surrounding mine had been empty, but that had been days ago. What if someone had come up for a long weekend or something?

I'd lost myself completely in this woman, too consumed with her to think about anything else.

My dick slipped out of Jolie as I took a step back, yanking my pants up and tucking myself away before scrubbing my hands over my face.

"Vaughn?"

I hated the uncertainty in Jolie's voice more than I hated the loss of control I'd experienced with her. I turned around to face her, seeing that she's pulled her top up to cover herself and righted her skirt. I wanted to wipe the worry off her beautiful face. But I was back to that same bumbling, fuck-it-all-up-and-burn-it-down Vaughn that I'd been when we first pulled into the driveway. Once again, I didn't know what the hell I was doing. Other than ruining everything.

I needed a moment to think. I needed to screw my head on straight, but I couldn't do that with her around. I just felt... too much. I needed a reprieve. That was all.

"Are you okay to drive home or do you need me to take you?"

Jesus! Did I really just fucking say that?

She rocked back on her heel, her face pulling into a wince that gutted me before she schooled her features. "I'm fine to drive myself, thanks." Her tone was void of all emotion. The sound of it made me want to claw at my own ears, but I felt frozen in place.

The two of us stood in some sort of silent standoff, neither of us saying a word, and after a solid minute, Jolie let out a pained scoff and shook her head in disappointment. I couldn't get my feet to come unglued as she turned on her heel and stomped to her car. I couldn't get my lungs or voice to work either. All I could do was stand there, slowly suffocating in my own stupidity as she muttered, "This was such a huge mistake," before climbing into her car and taking off without a single look back.

Taking a crucial component to my very survival with her as she left.