Autumn

Thorn placed his arm around my shoulders on the drive back to the hotel. Now there wasn’t an empty seat between us. There wasn’t even air between us because his body was pressed to mine. His hand wrapped around my arm as he pulled me closer to him, ignoring the seat belt that stretched across my chest. His face was angled toward mine in a silent embrace, his lips teasing me.

Now we looked like Titan and Diesel, cuddled in the back and oblivious to everything else going on around us. His nose rubbed against mine in a tantalizing dance. His eyes sparkled in their own way, crystal blue and beautiful. I knew he was teasing me on purpose, withholding his incredible kiss until we were behind closed doors.

“So, I’m your girlfriend, huh?” My hand stretched across his thigh, feeling the muscles through his dark jeans.

“My first girlfriend.”

“You’ve never had a girlfriend?” I asked incredulously. “Even when you were young?”

He shook his head. “There were girls…but not girlfriends.”

“Wow, I’m special.”

“Damn right, you are.” He moved his lips against my hairline but still didn’t give me a kiss.

“Your parents are cute.”

“They’re alright,” he said with a chuckle.

Titan and Diesel had their heads pressed together the way ours were. They were whispering to each other, and when they weren’t talking, their lips were locked together. We had our privacy since they seemed more absorbed in each other than us.

“They’re more than alright,” I said. “They’re adorable.”

“Pshaw, I’m the adorable one.”

I gripped his thigh. “No, you’re the sexiest one.”

He smirked. “Yeah, I like that better.”

“You and your brother look a lot alike.”

“Don’t get any ideas,” he said immediately. “I don’t share my woman.”

I tried not to smile. “Jealous, much?”

“I know my brother is a good-looking guy. We compete for woman all the time.”

“Well, there’s no contest. I’m already yours.”

“I like the sound of that.” His fingers started at my knee and slowly moved up my thigh. His strong fingers pressed into my jeans, feeling my warm skin through the fabric. “So, I’m your boyfriend…that’s an interesting thing to say.”

“I like the way it sounds.”

“I don’t have a lot of experience in this area, so try to be patient with me.”

“You’ll do fine. I know you will.” I pressed my mouth to his, taking a kiss because I was tired of waiting for one.

He kissed me back, and slowly moved his hand into my hair, and he cupped the back of my head. Like we were two teenagers making out on the ride home from the movies, our lips moved together then broke apart. Thorn’s cologne and natural scent filled my sinuses, making my fingers dig into him a little harder. My hand slid up his arm until I reached his corded neck. I cupped the skin and felt his strong heartbeat as I kissed him.

His kisses moved along my jaw to my ear. “I’m gonna make love to you when we get back.” His hand moved up my thigh to my ass. “All night long.”

Goose bumps erupted across my flesh, and I squeezed my thighs together. I wanted him buried between my legs with his come sitting inside me. I wanted to feel that weight every single night, the weight of his seed.

He moved back to my mouth and kissed me again, his fingers exploring everything from the waist down. His tongue delved into my mouth, and I felt the temperature increase more and more, our writhing bodies fogging up the back windows. It was too intense for a car ride with other people, so I pushed my hand against his chest and broke apart—as much as I didn’t want to.

He squeezed my thigh and stared at my lips with aggression, like he might move in and keep kissing me anyway.

“We’re almost there,” I whispered.

“That’s not soon enough.”

A few minutes later, the Escalade pulled up to the roundabout, and we exited the car.

Diesel scooped Titan into his arms and carried her into the lobby.

“What are you doing?” Titan asked with a laugh.

“Those heels are killing your feet,” Diesel responded.

“Are not,” she said. “Put me down.”

“No. I like carrying you like this.” He rubbed his nose against hers. “It’s practice for our big day next week.”

They both forgot about us completely as they disappeared into the elevator.

“Want a lift?” Thorn asked me.

“I only want you to pick me up if you’re about to throw me on a bed.”

He hooked his arm around my waist and escorted me to the elevators. “That can be arranged.” The elevator doors closed, and he kissed me, his mouth locked on mine as we rode the elevator to the top floor. It was a long ride, allowing the embrace to intensify as each floor was reached. His hand groped my tit over my shirt, and his other hand squeezed my ass.

I was going to come right then and there.

The elevator beeped when we reached our floor, and we were forced to break apart. I never asked whose room we were going to enjoy for the night, but I assumed we were headed to his. My room was on a completely different floor.

He pulled me into the room and got right down to business. His hand was in my hair, and his lips were on mine. There was no restraint like there was in the car and the elevator. With no more need for propriety, he pushed me against the wall and devoured me like a starving man in a buffet. He peeled my clothes off and took breaks in between to squeeze my tits. His hot breath filled my mouth, and his tongue danced with mine.

I pushed his clothes off until his chiseled physique was revealed, tanned skin with gorgeous muscles. His dirty-blond hair was in disarray now that I’d fingered it, and my nipples chafed against his rock-hard chest as he moved against me.

When we were both naked, his hard dick was pressing against my stomach, the crown already wet with his arousal. It stuck to my skin and smeared over my rib cage. His throbbing dick was searingly hot, visibly aching to be buried deep inside me.

It made me feel more beautiful than I ever had. It made me feel wanted, like Thorn would never want someone else over me. The pain I carried from Max didn’t stick to my skin anymore. I felt like I belonged somewhere, like I’d always belonged somewhere.

His hand fisted my hair as he guided me to the bed. “I’ve never wanted you more than I do right now…” He maneuvered me onto the bed, our bodies perpendicular to the headboard. His muscled thighs parted mine, and he widened my legs so he could fit right against me. He folded me underneath him, getting our bodies as close to each other as possible. “This is my first time.” He pressed his face to mine then guided his crown inside my entrance. He’d been inside me more times than I could count, but it felt different. He was a little thicker, a little slicker. He pushed inside me and stretched me wide, making the rest of my body tighten a little. I gasped at his girth, feeling the incredible stretch his dick gave me. “Fuck, did you get tighter?”

I hooked my arms around his shoulders and pulled him into me. “You just got bigger.”

He sank inside me until he was buried deep inside my warmth. “Baby…this is all mine.” He rubbed his nose against mine before he started to thrust inside me. He didn’t take me roughly like he usually did. His pace was slow and steady, giving it to me without racing to the finish line.

“And you’re all mine.”

He kissed me as he moved inside me, his lips concentrating on my mouth while his cock focused on my soaked pussy. His thrusts became deeper, but he never quickened his pace. He purposely tried to make it last as long as possible. His arms pressed into the mattress on either side of me and shook my whole body as he pounded into me.

Just like every other time, he made me come within the first few minutes. “I’m gonna come, babe…”

His hand fisted my hair, and he locked his gaze on to mine, his cock still sliding deep inside me. “Babe…I like that.” He tilted his hips and hit me at a different angle, his hard body sliding right over my clit. He grinded into me, stimulating me until I was on fire.

My hands gripped his solid ass, and I pulled him harder into me. “Yes…” I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip.

“I love that face…”

My head rolled back, and I was reduced to a woman riding her hormones. My moans turned to screams, and my nails sliced his back like a knife diced a zucchini. It was so good, so explosive. I hadn’t had him in almost a week, and that was too long of a drought for me to stand. Feeling that big cock buried between my legs every night was exactly what I wanted. And I wanted Thorn to be the one to give it to me.

I buried my face in his neck and dug my teeth into his skin as I soared on the high, feeling my pussy constrict around him until it finally let go. I listened to Thorn breathe directly into my ear canal, and I was right on the verge of coming. My hands slipped against the sweat that coated his skin. I tried to hold on to him harder, but my fingers couldn’t grip his tight muscles.

He gave his final pumps as he pushed me into the mattress, his groans becoming louder and louder. When he reached the peak of his orgasm, he thrust hard inside me and released with a moan. His hand cradled my head, and he moaned directly into my ear, his deep voice setting me on fire all over again. His come stuffed me good, his dick still stretching me and his seed filling me. I could feel his satisfaction, feel his moan all the way down to his bones. The baritone of his voice was always sexy, especially when he was enjoying me.

His dick eventually started to soften, but he remained on top of me, his heavy size sinking me back into the mattress. He kissed the corner of my mouth then sucked my bottom lip. His gentle embraces slowly picked up speed, and before either of us knew it, we were kissing just as hard as we were before we made love. My hands dug into his hair, and he breathed into my mouth with restrained intensity. His dick hardened again, filling me even more than before. My pussy was stuffed, but it was about to be stuffed again.

“Babe, make love to me again.”

He started to thrust, his mouth against mine. “I’d love to, baby.”

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I closed my eyes and drifted off for a bit as Thorn lay beside me. His perfect physique was outlined with grooves of muscles, and his chiseled forearms were covered in veins. There was a cord in his neck that stuck out no matter how relaxed he was.

My hand rested across his happy trail, a small line of hair that rubbed against my fingertips. I slowly migrated up, feeling my hand rise and fall over his abs. Even when he was relaxed, his muscles were still tight. With flawless skin and a perfect complexion, he had the looks of a Greek god.

And he was all mine.

He stirred beside me slightly, his throat clearing. “Can’t keep your hands off me, huh?” He kept his eyes closed, but a grin stretched his lips.

“Not when you’re this sexy.”

He opened his eyes, and his grin widened. “Good answer.”

My hand migrated up his chest until I felt the slab of muscles of his pectorals. “You’re a beautiful man.”

“And you’re the most beautiful woman.” He turned on his side and snuggled close to me, pulling my leg over his hip. His warm cock was hardening and slowly expanding against my clit.

I hadn’t showered after sex, so Thorn’s seed was still sitting inside me. Some had streaked onto the sheets, and the smell of come filled his hotel room.

“Beautiful tits.” He palmed my left breast. “Beautiful skin.” He dragged his fingers down my arm. “Beautiful curves.” He rubbed his palm against my belly. “And a very beautiful face.” His hand cupped my cheek, and he leaned in to kiss me at the corner of my mouth.

Butterflies soared in my stomach, and I felt my guard slowly slip down as this man pulled me under. When I’d first met Thorn, my walls were higher than the sky. Slowly, he broke them down, making his way into my heart just as he made his way between my legs. “You can be very romantic sometimes.”

“Sometimes,” he whispered. “But don’t get used to it.”

“I already have.” When he’d grabbed my hand in front of his parents’ house, it was the most romantic moment of my life. He didn’t want to introduce me as a friend. He wanted his parents to know I meant something to him. For a man who was interested in being alone, he seemed to want me close.

“Damn. I guess I have to keep up the charade, then.”

“It’s not a charade.” I kept touching his chest, my favorite feature of his. It was like a weight on my body when he was on top of me. I liked the pressure. I liked the way he sank my back into whatever I was pressed against. He was heavy like a man should be.

He rubbed his nose against mine. “You caught me.”

I propped myself up and looked at the time on the nightstand. When I saw how late it was, I sighed. “You’ll never guess what time it is.”

“One?”

“No.”

He shrugged. “One-thirty?”

“Three.”

He cringed. “We’ve gotta get up in a few hours.”

“Yeah…”

“But I’m not sure if I can sleep anyway. I’ve got a gorgeous woman beside me…and she’s all mine.” He pressed a kiss to my hairline.

For a man who didn’t want to be committed, he knew exactly how to treat a woman. He made me feel special, made me feel loved. “What changed your mind about all of this?” I should probably just leave it alone and enjoy it, but I wanted to know what I was getting myself into. Thorn had the power to crush my heart with his bare hands. It was a scary thought.

Instead of looking away in discomfort, he held my gaze. “Titan talked to me a few times.”

She’d told me to be patient with him. Diesel said the same thing. I guess they were both right.

“She told me you were special to me. And instead of figuring that out the hard way, she told me I had to try to make this work. If I didn’t, I’d have to watch you find someone else, and by then, it would be too late for me. The thought terrified me. And when it did, I knew she was right. I don’t want to lose you, Autumn.” His hand trailed over my hip and along my waistline. “My whole life has been spent in solitude. Women come and go. I never let them stick around longer than a week. I dominate them, satisfy my needs, and then stop calling. That’s been the last decade of my life. It’s never bothered me. I’ve never felt lonely. But the idea of going back to that sounds depressing. I don’t want to fuck anyone else. I only want to fuck you.”

He said it in such a crass way, but it was still touching.

“I told Titan I didn’t want to hurt you. After what you’ve been through, I couldn’t stand to see you get hurt again—especially if I was the one responsible. I thought breaking things off would protect you, but Titan made me realize I was only hurting both of us. The last thing I want to do is break your heart, so I’ll do everything I possibly can to make sure that doesn’t happen. But I can’t promise you much else.”

The fact that he cared at all made him a wonderful man. He truly cared about my feelings. He truly wanted to protect my heart from further damage. “Unfortunately, there’s no way to stop a heart from getting broken. We’re so deep into this now that there’s nothing that can be done. But I appreciate the fact that you care so much.”

“I do care,” he whispered.

“Then just be honest with me. If you get tired of me, all you have to do is tell me.”

Thorn opened his mouth to say something, but he abruptly closed it again. He probably wanted to say he would never get tired of me, but then he realized he couldn’t make a promise like that.

I appreciated that he didn’t. “So, you and me?”

“You and me. No one else…especially Connor fucking Suede.”

A chuckle escaped my throat. “I don’t want Connor. I only want you.”

“Good. I only want you.” He moved his hand into my hair, and he kissed me, a soft embrace that was filled with passion.

I rolled him onto his back then straddled his hips with my knees. I felt his hard cock underneath me, ready for another round. He was already oozing from the tip, his lubrication ready to meet mine.

“I can’t promise you forever,” he whispered against my mouth. “But I promise everything I can give.”

“I know, Thorn.” I directed his thick crown inside my entrance. “That’s more than enough.”