Tate stopped in the doorway, his hand still reaching for the zipper on my dress and cocked his head to the side. “Do you want the truth?”
I nodded. “Nothing but,” I answered as I felt my breath hitch.
“Sutton.” He slowly started to pull the zipper on the back of my dress down as I kicked my heels off, still wrapped around his hard body. “To my bedroom.” He left slow, small kisses down my neck, and along the edge of my collarbone as my chest rose up and down, pushing against my rib cage. “So my cock can sink deep into your pussy, and finally fuck you so hard that the only thing you wish you’d done is take that risk earlier.”
I should’ve been offended, but fuck, I wasn’t because he’d been truthful and the hunger within his eyes had stolen my breath away. I reached for his hair, twisted my fingers into the strands and pulled. I angled my mouth towards his ear and spoke words that were never truer. “Why are we both still wearing so many clothes?”
Chapter14
Tate
Sutton was here. I wasn’t hallucinating and I didn’t have a fever as I felt the hot, creamy flesh of her back in my hands. I hit the edge of my bed and spun her around, before I threw her onto the soft surface. Our hands and limbs started a race to discard the layers of clothes that stood between us. I was faster as I dropped my sweatpants and watched her head finally escape the discarded dress, so all that remained was her bra and a tiny red lace thong.
“Mine,” I growled, as she lifted herself onto her elbows and licked her lips. Her eyes scanned the length of my body and my cock before she reconnected with me. “See something you like?” I crawled across her body and held her pinned between my muscular thighs, my cock bobbing in appreciation.
“Mmhmm. Mr. Cocky,” she muttered, and I raised a brow. I bellowed a chuckle from my gut. “I definitely like what I see. I’ve missed this side of you.”
“Oh, you like this side of me, do you? I’ll have to remember to bring the arrogant side to the bedroom, no matter where it is.”
“Where it is?” Sutton asked, while my hands reached around to undo the clasp of her bra. She slowly pulled the lacey straps forward, exposing two perfect breasts, her nipples pert and begging for my attention. “Tate?”
“When I discovered he lived here last night, I decided that I needed to move.” I bent down and trailed my tongue along the flesh until I reached her perfectly pink nipple. I swirled it with my tongue before I dropped back slightly. “I’d do anything for you.”
“Oh, Tate. Fuck,” she sighed as she grabbed my hair and pulled my face back to her breasts, her back arched, desperate for more contact. “I’d never ask you to do anything like that for me.”
“I know that Sutton, but I’ll do it anyway because I want you to be happy. I want you comfortable.” I bent down and trailed my teeth along the sensitive peak and ran my fingertips along the fine lace of her thong. I enjoyed her squirming underneath me and my cock was desperate for more. “I’m a jealous fucker, I don’t want him to know where you are.”
“Oh Tate, possessive, are we?” Sutton asked in a needy tone as her hands roamed down the length of my torso slowly.
“We both are,” I announced with a wink and knelt back on my haunches. I grabbed the fine lace and ripped it straight from her body. I pushed Sutton’s legs wider as my cock glistened with pre-cum. I rubbed the end with my thumb and forefinger and then leaned forward and placed my thumb to her lips. “Suck.”
Her mouth opened and Sutton sucked hard on my thumb before grazing the pad with her teeth. I could feel every nibble and suck on my cock as if it was in her mouth and not my thumb. I nudged her thighs wider and settled in between them. I leant over to the bedside cabinet and opened the drawer to the unopened box of condoms and ripped the seal off the packet.
“X-large.” Sutton winked as she dropped my thumb from her mouth. “Very sure of yourself?”
“Would you say something different?” I grabbed my length and gyrated myself against her thigh, her moans of pleasure echoing back.
“No, I think you’re right,” she said. “Tate, stop teasing me and fuck me.”
“Now who’s bossy?” I sheathed my cock and ran my finger through her slick wet juices before I brought them to my mouth and licked each finger slowly. “Fucking delicious.”
“Tate…” she moaned. Her eyes sparkled wildly as her once neat hair had started to unravel. “I need…”
“I know Sutton, I know.” I reached for my cock and slid it up and down her wet opening before I slowly inched forward, and pushed in. “Fucking hell, Sutton.” I grunted as I reached for one of her hips and continued to guide my cock into her slick entrance.
I licked my tongue from her neck and continued to trail it down the length of her body, until I reached the swell of her breasts.
“Tate, you feel so good.” She breathed deeply as I reached her nipple and pulled it between my teeth while my cock filled her. “Oh my God.”
“I know, sweetheart, I know,” I whispered against her lips as I gave her a gentle kiss. “I need to move. Are you ready?”
She nodded as she dug her nails into my shoulders and I pulled out, the droplet of sweat on my chest starting to glide down. Sutton reached for it and wiped it clean before tasting it.
“Again,” she moaned. “Tate, do it again.”
I moved my hips again and pushed in at a torturous pace as I reached for her legs and wrapped one around my waist. I pinned the other above my head.
“Are you sure you want me to do it again?” I asked as I winked. I leant back and pulled her body closer to mine, so the position would hit that spot that would drive her wild. “Sutton?”