Chapter Thirteen

 

 

 

 

Buck groaned and pressed his face into the soft pillow, confused when his pillow wiggled and his face fell into a lump with something hard almost poking his eye out. What the hell? He shifted trying to find a good position, his hips encountering a silky soft thigh. Wait a minute, a thigh? He was suddenly very awake and more than a little horny as he realized he was in Tessa’s bed naked with his body curled around hers and his head pillowed on her large breasts.

He’d somehow pushed up her tank top and was lying on her naked chest, her hardened nipple only inches from his mouth. That was the hard thing that had nearly poked his eye out.

Hmm, maybe a little bit of nookie in the morning wasn’t so bad. He lifted himself up a little to look down at her soft tits, his cock rubbing the silky thigh it was snuggling. Waking up like this every morning would be nice he decided as his hands fluffed the large globes, watching her shift in her sleep likely wondering why she was getting wet.

Buck had his leg between her thighs and could feel the heat pouring off her body as desire began to stir in her despite her slumber. His mouth hovered above the hardened tips of her tight nipples savoring the anticipation of tasting them again. He knew being here like this should bother him. He didn’t like messy or complicated but somehow with her lying beneath his hard body he didn’t give two shits about it.

He took one of the hardened tips into his mouth sucking it gently, his hand cupping her other breast possessively. He felt her shift and her hand came up to rest on the back of his head as a moan escaped her. He grinned against her tight flesh; she was waking up. Nipping and sucking his way to her other breast, he let out a little growl when she released a sweet little mewl and arched into the leg between her legs. Shifting his leg away from her soft pussy, his hands slipped down to her hips, one hand moving into the elastic band of her shorts and sliding down to cup her sex.

Feeling the dripping wetness of her pussy through the lace panties she wore, he snarled and ripped off her panties without even removing her shorts, his fingers slipping into her hot core thrusting into her. His mouth moved up seeking her lips.

“Buck,” she gasped, her hands holding onto his arms in desperation as she gyrated against him seeking a deeper penetration of his fingers into her pussy. Buck slammed his palm into her as he thrust back and forth inside her, allowing her the full sensation of a hard fucking. Kissing down her neck to nip at her shoulder with his teeth marking her, he noticed the healing bruises from his possession a week ago and reveled in the fact that if anyone had dared touch her his marks would have warned a smart man off. Any man who left as many marks on a lover as he had was damned possessive and he could admit that until he was done with her he was more than a little selfish.

He wanted her to be his. Correction, he wanted to own her—body and soul kind of own her. Even he knew that type of possessiveness was bordering on obsession but he was too far gone to worry about it.

Tessa let out a little cry of pleasure, her hands moving from his shoulders where she’d been clinging to claw at his back, her body now uncontrolled as she neared her climax. Her hands moved to grip his ass, her nails digging into his skin possessively even though he wasn’t inside her pussy. He let out a loud groan as he felt her urging him to take her with his thick cock instead of his fingers.

Deciding that was a damned good idea, he removed his fingers from her tight pussy and jerked her shorts off. Grunting in displeasure when they caught on one leg but too desperate to give her what she was demanding he give her, he left them around her ankle and moved between her legs poising with his cock at her entrance.

She let out a little growl of unhappiness when he removed his fingers as she hovered on the edge of her orgasm. She gripped his ass hard, her nails cutting into his skin as she urged his cock into her hot wetness but he stopped, making her wait. He didn’t know why he was doing it as he hovered with just his tip at her entrance, not until she spoke the words he’d needed to hear more than he’d needed to breathe.

“Buck, fuck me,” Tessa cried out, her body pressing down trying to force him into her hot little box. The words sent a hard wave of need down his body and he held her hips down as he rammed his cock into her in one hard stroke, groaning at the tight grip of her walls.

“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice a tight breathy sound of need and desire.

Buck wanted to tell her he wouldn’t stop but what came out when he opened his mouth was a loud moan as he thrust into her. Unable to handle the out of control feeling spreading through him, he pumped harder, slamming against her with every thrust and feeling her body cling to his as he fucked her. Her hands moved up his back rubbing against his skin as he thrust into her again and again. Buck was lost in the feel of her surrounding him in a way he’d never felt before.

“Yes, oh—oh,” Tessa muttered as her body squeezed his cock and she let out a high-pitched keening cry that echoed off the walls of the bedroom. The sound of her pleasure added another dimension to his own excitement. He was still thrusting inside her feeling the tight clasp and release of her orgasm when he felt the tingle in his balls that let him know he was getting close to coming himself. He wasn’t ready to lose the feeling of her body around his but he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out for much longer.

As he neared the edge of his own peak he realized that he needed to pull out because somehow he’d allowed himself to forget a damned condom. That never happened to him. He wasn’t sure how the hell it had happened with her— . Buck felt like his head was going to explode when he jerked his cock from her slickness and rubbed it on her soft stomach, roaring out a loud expletive as he came hard. His hips jerking into her, his whole body twitched as he spent his desire on her creamy stomach.

Buck was panting as he hovered over her, looking down at the way her hair spread out beneath her and her emerald eyes shone with a well-pleasured lethargy. She had a softly contented look about her and Buck knew he should be much more messed up about the fact that he’d woke up in her bed feeling happy and had then forgotten a condom, but he felt too damned good. His hands buried themselves in her hair and his lips kissed hers, his body satisfied but still looking for a connection with Tessa. Damn, he was in way over his fucking head here and he needed to step back.

Buck knew as he fell on his hip beside her, his hand jerking up the towel he felt laying beneath his leg and wiping her stomach clean with gentle strokes, that he wasn’t going to run from her or this feeling. He wanted her and as far as he was concerned she belonged to him now, at least until he was tired of her.

She closed her eyes and her hand pulled at the back of his head bringing his lips back down to hers, kissing him. Their tongues lazily circled each other as they both felt the contentment from their respective orgasms.

Buck knew they’d have to talk about what had happened last night and his expectations eventually but he didn’t want to argue with her when he was so content in her arms. They’d somehow ended the kiss with her lying across him, her leg thrown over his and her head pillowed on his shoulder. His hand rubbed against her back slowly drawing circles on her skin, feeling damned comfortable in her bed with her body clinging to his.

 

Tessa was still tingling from the orgasms Buck had given her but felt apprehension trying to raise its ugly head. She’d just allowed him to take her body and she hadn’t forced him to use a condom and that was bad. She did a quick mental calculation and realized she was at a good place in her cycle and unlikely to get pregnant. Relieved but acknowledging that it had been stupid she made a mental note to get on birth control. She really hoped he didn’t have any STD’s.

Fuck she’d have to be tested now and the only excuse she had for that was that the man blew her mind to smithereens whenever he touched her. She shivered, remembering the feeling of his hands caressing her as she’d awakened with his mouth suckling at her breast. Desire had roared through her in a fireball of desperate need that had burned any brain cells that were working into non-existence.

None of her previous lovers had ever made her feel as passionate and out of control as Buck seemed to do without much effort. Why he was the one who blew her mind she couldn’t fathom. He should be the last man on earth she felt such mind-blowing passion with but somehow he wasn’t. Her skin was still tingling and her lady bits felt content in a way that they normally didn’t after sex. She’d always been a little dissatisfied with her other lovers, possibly because she hadn’t wanted any of them the way she wanted Buck.

It was a dangerous game she was playing with him and she damned well knew it. His hand was sliding up and down her back in little caressing circles and she knew she should put a stop to this because it would give her heart something to cling to when it wanted to convince her that their love affair was a romance. It wasn’t. She knew that in her head but she wasn’t so sure her treacherous heart understood. When she’d felt his body enter hers, she’d known that she should stop him but she’d let him make love to her anyway. She could try to rationalize it and say she’d known it was very unlikely she’d end up preggers but she knew better.

Closing her eyes, her hand lying possessively over his chest, Tessa allowed herself this one day before she forced herself to face the reality that Buck wasn’t hers. After a little nap she’d tell him he needed to leave and that she wasn’t going to put up with his manhandling anymore. Last night had been a one time get-out-of-jail-free card. That decided, she promptly fell asleep, her body softening as she relaxed and snuggled into him.

 

Tessa woke in the bed at ten thirty to find herself alone. Sitting up to glance around the room, she realized that Buck was gone. His boxers were on the floor and a note was stuck to her TV. Getting up, she walked over to read the note.

 

Duchess,

See you later at the bar. Thanks for washing my clothes. Had to run.

Buck

 

Damn, she’d missed her chance to tell him that she wouldn’t put up with him acting like he owned her. Tessa had no idea how the man managed to avoid arguments with her so easily but every time she was mad he managed to somehow wiggle his way out of the angry lecture she had planned.