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“He tried to kill you?” I turn her around so I can see her eyes. She tries to lower her eyes but I tip up her chin so she has to look at me.

“He not only left me Mari to remember him by, but the scars on my side and shoulder as well.”

“Fuck.”

“Yep.” She doesn’t say anything else.

“Who was the guy you had tea with yesterday?” I ask. Her body stiffens and she pulls from me. I try to fight her but I don’t want to hurt her, so I let her go. She moves through the kitchen to the entrance.

“You are having me followed? Or are you following me?”

I’m not going to lie to her.

“Spitfire, every night I’ve watched over you. I know there is more going on here and I want to know it all. Yes, I’m having you followed. Because I love you.” I’m on her instantly. I push her body against the wall as she tries to fight me. I reach down and pull her up my body, molding us together. “Did you hear me?” I demand as the fight leaves her body and she rubs against my cock. Her heat coming from her core against me.

“I did.” Her head falls back and her eyes close. “I love you too,” she says, and I take her lips again like I’ve wanted to all night.

Her words are like fire through my veins. I reach between us where her dress has moved up exposing her thin panties. I rip them from her body as she reaches between us too. Her hands fighting around mine to release my cock. My lips move across her throat and back to her lips. Drinking from her. When I’m finally free of my jeans, her little hands wrap around my width and my head falls back. I’ve missed her.

“Fuck, baby, I need in you,” I say, and she lines me up. I push inside her in one long stroke. Her head hits the wall behind her, her body arches as she takes all of me. “I love you and want you and Mari forever in my life,” I tell her. She moans as she leans forward and licks up the column of my neck before she takes my earlobe between her lips and sucks it in. I pull out and thrust into her hard. Our bodies move without rhyme or reason. It’s sloppy and uncoordinated. But it’s her and me. Just the two of us. I know I shouldn’t take her bare, but I can’t stop myself. Marking her from the inside, making her mine after she finally gave me the truth and the words I’ve been craving is all I can think about. I feel her start to tighten around me, the flutters of her vaginal wall cause the tingle in my back. I don’t want to come yet, but I can’t hold it off. It’s been two weeks since I’ve had her. I grab her hands and hold them against the wall above us, pushing into her tight pussy. There is no space between our bodies as I move just my hips, slamming into her harder than I should. But I can’t stop that either. She screams into my mouth as she comes. I plant myself in deep as her orgasm takes me over. The barbaric side of me howls in my head as my cum coats her insides. I want her to have my kid. I can’t wait to see her round with my child.

I make love to her over and over throughout the night and take her bare so many times it’ll be a miracle if she doesn’t get pregnant.

CHAPTER12

SYDNEY

The sun is barely up and I’m awake staring at the ceiling. I know what I need to do but it’s breaking my heart. I shouldn’t have told him I loved him, but I couldn’t keep the words to myself any longer. I roll over and study him as he sleeps. His big body is covered with a sheet from the waist down. He has one arm under his head and the other rests on his abs. I can’t stop myself from running my hand down his chest. His cock stirs under the sheet and I flip the material back. I lean over and take him into my mouth. He groans as I take him deep. The hand on his belly moves my hair back so he can see me.

“Best fucking way to wake up,” he growls. I take him deep a couple more times and swallow around his head. “Climb up here and ride me, baby. I don’t want to come down your throat.”

I shouldn’t let him take me without a condom, knowing what I’m getting ready to do, but I can’t stop it either. It’s not fair to him if I take another child from him. Mari, for all intents and purposes, is his. I pull off with a pop and straddle his hips, then I take him into my body slowly. His hands grip my waist tight as I glide down his shaft. His thick cock parting my body. I throw my head back, my hair falling down my back as he guides me up and down. I lean backward, bracing my hands on his knees. A twinge of pain in my shoulder doesn’t stop me. I start moving, gliding back and forth over him. His cock is hitting me so deep and in places that cause my eyes to roll back. I keep the pace constant, not too fast but not too slow either. I’m trying to make this last time the best ever, but every time with him has been beautiful and the best. His grip on my waist tightens more.

“Fuck, you’re killing me, spitfire.” He groans as I keep up the pace. He pulls me down hard and rolls us so he’s over me now, taking control. He pulls back and grips my legs behind my knees, opening me up more as he rises to his knees, taking me deeper and at a different angle.

I cry out, “Tucker,” as my back arches off the bed, my head digging into the pillows behind me.

“You don’t control this.” He orders as he starts moving harder and faster inside me.

I love when he takes control. When he demands more from me. But this time it’s not about me. It’s about him. I reach up and pull him down. His weight lands on me, pinning me to the bed. We are connected completely.

“I love you always,” I tell him as I go over the edge. He groans as my orgasm pulls his from him too.

* * *

I watch him pull out of the driveway in his truck. I wait until I can’t see him anymore before I close the door and let the tears fall down my face. My phone goes off on the counter. I move toward it and know what I’m going to find. He texted yesterday too. I open the text to a picture of one of Mari’s blankets covered in blood.

Miles: I’ve decided you’ve had enough time.

I know Mari’s safe in the other room playing, but it’s another reason why I have to do what I must. I move to my office and remove the SD card from its hiding spot before I head toward my room. I just hope I have time.

* * *

Tucker

I’ve been on the jobsite working for a couple of hours when a need I’ve never felt before comes across my system. I pull out my cell and text her.

Me: Spitfire, how is your day?

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