Outlaw: Chapter 15
When I took Tarin to the townhouse after her meeting with the old ladies, I was scared. She wasn’t saying a word. I could see the exhaustion on her face, along with dried tears. Her eyes looked sad and there was pain in them. Had we been wrong to bring all the women together to talk to her? Had it been too much for her and only ended up pushing her further away? I don’t know what I would do if that was what happened. She had already likely slipped through my fingers with the whole PI disaster.
I gently sat her down on her feet. She kept her weight off her broken leg. “Jewel, do you want me to run you a hot bath? We can wrap your leg and keep it out of the water. You look like you could use a good soak and to relax.”
“That actually sounds wonderful, Damian. Thank you. I’d love it. Will you join me?” Her question stunned me for a moment. She started to crutch her way there. I picked her back up and carried her. I hated to see her on those damn things. She had at least two more weeks on them. “Honey, I can walk,” she told me with a roll of her eyes.
“I know you can, but why do it when you have your own personal carrier? It gives me an excuse to get you in my arms and show off my muscles,” I teased her. She smiled as I sat her on the edge of the tub and started to run the water.
She ran a hand up my back. It sent need shooting through my body. It wasn’t even sexual, just a comforting touch. “Damian, you don’t ever have to have an excuse to get me in your arms and those muscles are more than apparent.” She leaned forward and nipped at my bicep through my sleeve with her teeth.
“Oh, I don't, do I? What about when some other man comes around, trying to show he’s all that? I need to save face and prove I’m the better man.”
She laughed. I stood up and slowly pulled off her top. She watched me. Next, I took off her bra and looked at her beautiful breasts. Her nipples tightened in the cooler air. I hungered to feast on them, but I stayed in control. Barely. I stood her up to take off her pants and underwear. She held onto me as she stepped out of them. The cast made it a little awkward. I took off her shoe. I concentrated on wrapping her leg in plastic before I let my eyes roam.
I looked down the length of her and fought to not attack her like some sex-starved beast. My cock was hard and pressing at my zipper, like he was begging to be let loose. She ran her eyes down my body. She stopped to stare at my cock pushing out the front of my jeans. She licked her lips, and I moaned. Images of her with that mouth on my cock hit me. She reached out and cupped me through my jeans and squeezed. “Why don’t you get undressed? Something looks like he’s cramped and needs more room.”
I tore my shirt off and tossed it in the clothes hamper. I took a hold of my button then stopped. “You sure you want me to release him. He’s wild right now. He wants inside of you, and I know we’ve still got things to work out,” I warned her.
“I’ll take my chances. Come on, I’m ready to get in that water.” I didn’t argue with her. I undid my jeans, took off my boots and socks then removed my jeans and underwear. As I did, she reached out and stroked her hand up and down my aching cock once. I shuddered.
“You’re playing with fire, Tarin.” I pressed my cock hard into her stomach.
She gave me a smile. “I know.”
I lowered my head and captured her upturned mouth. She opened, and I dove inside with my tongue. Hers dueled with mine and she was holding onto my shoulders tightly. I lifted her up off the floor. I wanted my hands on her ass. I kneaded her plump ass as she wrapped those legs around me and her arms around my neck as we kissed.
I wanted to slam her down on my cock and have her ride me right here. I slid my hand over and teased her folds. Her slickness coated my fingers. I growled. I needed to get her in the damn water. Maybe I’d stay out of the tub after all. I tore my mouth away from her hungry one.
“Baby, let me get you in the tub. I’ll stay out here and we can chat.”
She shook her head and her fingers bit into my shoulders. “No, I don’t want that. I want you to slide me down on that cock and let me ride you, Damian. I can’t wait any longer.” She panted as she said it. I saw desire and want in her eyes. I didn’t argue. I was weak, and I wanted to be inside her now.
I shifted my hands up to her hips and then gripped them tight as I swung us around and put her back to the wall. I wanted leverage, so I could hammer my cock deep. The wall would do the trick. I pulled her down as I pushed up with my hips. The head of my cock grazed along her wet slit then hit her entrance. I shoved myself inside of her. She moaned and threw back her head. I held in my roar. I sank as deep as I could get.
Her wetness and those tight muscles surrounding my cock made my desire ratchet up another notch. She lifted herself up, using my shoulders, and then dropped back down on me. I saw a flash of light and then I was lost. I pounded into her pussy. I couldn’t seem to get deep enough or move fast enough. I wanted to live inside her. She helped me by moving up and down my cock with help from my hands on her ass.
“Oh God, Damian. Oh God, it’s too much,” she cried out.
“Do you want me to stop?” I asked her through my teeth. Jesus, if she said yes, I’d die.
“Oh God, no! Don’t stop. Harder. Take me harder. Fuck me!” she screamed hoarsely. She panted and moaned. Her skin slickened with sweat. Her eyes looked wild. I knew mine probably looked the same. I pressed her harder into the wall and bent my knees, so I could get more force behind my thrusts. When I slammed into her next time, she screamed and was coming a few strokes later. She threw back her head and wailed as her pussy milked my cock for everything I had.
I held out for a few more strokes, then I was shouting, “Son of a bitch,” as I pumped my hips, letting my cum fill her. It was so damn good, that when I was done coming, I stumbled to the side of the tub to keep from falling. My legs felt like noodles. She was clinging to me with her eyes closed. I kissed her gently, reverently. Jesus, I loved this woman.
“Are you alright, Jewel?” I whispered. I pushed her hair back from her face.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me. Her eyes searched mine then she smiled. Her hands threaded through my hair. “I’m wonderful. Thank you, Damian. Thank you for that and for loving me and for being patient.”
“Baby, you don’t have to thank me for any of that. And what is this patient stuff?”
“For letting me lose my shit and then standing by as I made you wait to see what I would do. I know you’ve been worried. I have been too, but that’s over now.”
I stood and slid out of her. My cock was soft but didn’t want to leave. I stepped into the tub and sank down with her in my arms. I adjusted her, so she could sit on my lap with her leg on the side of the tub, out of the water. I cradled her close. “I love you, Tarin. I’ll give you as much time as you need. All I want is to not lose you. I fucked up. I own it and I’m sorry. It was for what I felt was the right reason, but I see why it hurt you. I won’t ever do that again. I swear. Just don’t leave me, Tarin. I can’t live without my jewel,” I told her as I nibbled on her lips.
“I know you did it for a good reason. I’m sorry I was such a bitch. I was letting my fears rule me. I let what I thought others would think or say color the whole thing. It’s my own fault. I’m not leaving you, Damian. I love you.”
Hearing her admit she still loved me and wasn’t leaving me lifted an unbelievable weight off of me. I felt like I could breathe for the first time in weeks. I kissed and hugged her tight. When I broke it off, I told her, “You just made me the happiest fucker in the world. Was tonight too much, with the other old ladies?”