Hard to Break
I gasp, he grunts and then he starts fucking me.
The cold porcelain is pressed against my belly, but I hardly notice as sensations begin sparking to life inside me again. My clit is swollen from Tazen’s last encounter with it, so everything is super sensitive.
“Look at us in the mirror,” Tazen orders.
I lift my head and look into the mirror. I like what I see. Tazen’s jaw is hard and his body is wound up tight. His eyes are flashing with pleasure. My eyes look exactly the same, only my cheeks are now a perfect pink and my lips are parted in pleasure. Tazen reaches forward and takes a handful of my hair, tilting my head back slightly. Seeing him do that in the mirror has my pussy clenching around him.
“Fuck you feel good bare,” he grinds out. “So sweet, so warm, so fucking tight.”
“Yes,” I pant.
“Tell me how hard you want it, angel? Tell me how hard you want me to fuck you.”
“Hard, honey,” I cry out. “Hard.”
He picks up the pace, fucking me hard and deep. I close my eyes and let my head fall back, loving the tingle in my scalp as he pulls my hair a little harder. I come before him, because I’m so wound up already. I yell his name as my orgasm explodes through me. Tazen hisses my name and then I watch in the mirror as he throws his head back and pleasure overtakes him, too. His thrusts slow down and I watch as he meets my eyes in the mirror again.
“Fuck,” he breathes.
“Yeah,” I agree.
He pulls out of me gently, and then helps me stand straight. “You okay?”
I nod.
He turns us both towards the spa bath that is now full. He turns the water off and then holds my hand as I step in. It’s the perfect temperature. Not too hot, but not too cool either. I sink in with a moan, loving how it feels to have the warm water surrounding me. My muscles thank me for it as I instantly relax. Tazen climbs in beside me and then scoots over so he’s sitting across from me.
“Good?” he asks.
“The fucking or the bath?”
He chuckles. “Both.”
I grin. “Then yes, good.”
He leans back, his chest muscles bunching as the water slides over them. He holds his breath and then ducks under the water. When he comes back up, his hair is hanging over his face and he looks so damned good. I do the same and when I come up, he’s giving me the same expression. Maybe we are more alike than I think. Time to find out.
“So, do I get to ask you anything I want?”
He shrugs. “Nothing to hide, angel.”
“Okay. Where did you grow up?”
“L.A.”
I snort. “Well, don’t get into great depth, will you.”
He grins. “Is there much more depth to get into? Did you want the color of my house, street name and dog’s name?”
I roll my eyes at him. “Smart ass.”
“You took us there, baby.”
I laugh. “Fine. What about your family? Do you have siblings?”
“My mom is awesome, she’s still kicking and is married to an awesome dude that isn’t my dad. They live in L.A. My dad is a piece of shit, and that’s all you want to know about him. I have a sister, Retro and a brother, Kellian.”
I blink.
“Your sister’s name is Retro?”
He snorts. “Retina, but we call her Retro. It suits her.”
“And your brother is Kellian?”
He nods. “Yep.”
“And you’re Tazen.”
He laughs. “Yeah, baby.”
I shake my head. “Your mom wanted to be different then?”
He nods, with a half grin. “Yeah, you could say that.”
“So how old are Retro and Kellian?”
“Retro is thirty-one, and Kell is twenty-five.”
“So you’re the middle child.”
He scrunches his face up. “Yep.”
“Poor baby,” I tease.
“What about you? What’s your family like?”
No.
We’re still discussing him.
“No you don’t, we’re not done talking about you.”
“All right,” he says, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
“Did you study?”
“Nope. Cars was it for me.”
I nod. “Fair enough. What about girlfriends, aside from Sheyenne? Have you had any long term?”
He nods. “Two. One when I was sixteen. I was with her for three years. Then I was with another for a year, when I was around twenty-one. Then there was Sheyenne.”
“So how come none of them worked out?”
He doesn’t seem offended by my questions, and is answering them quite openly, which I like.
“The first was because I was far too young. The second, she wanted to go to another state for school and I had just started my building, so it wasn’t going to work. Sheyenne, you know how that ended.”
“And all the other girls?”
He reaches up and runs a hand through his hair, darting his eyes to the left. He is uncomfortable with this question.
“Well?” I prompt.
“After I got successful, and started going to races and building cars for racing drivers, I got attention. When the TV show was being aired, I got even more. Finding women wasn’t hard, and for a while, it was nice just having the fun and no commitment.”
I swallow but nod. “And there were heaps then?”
“I didn’t count.”
“Right.”
We both fall silent, but it’s me that breaks it. I can’t be angry at him for his women, it’s not like I didn’t know Tazen was a womanizer before he met me.
“Do you ever want to get married?”
He nods. “Yep.”
Wow, that surprises me. He certainly doesn’t seem like the type to want those things.
“You do?” I say with wide eyes.
“I’m not a coldhearted bastard, angel. I have had women, but after a while, I realized just how fucking boring it was only having sex with them. I am all for marrying the right one and building something real.”
Am I the right one?
God, I’d love to be.
“And kids?”
He grins. “Fuck yeah.”
My heart falls a little more in love with him.
“Well, Tazen Watts, you’re proving to be a very interesting topic to discuss.”
His grin gets bigger.
“Okay, let’s go for the hard stuff. What’s your favorite food?”
He laughs and leans forward, grabbing me and sliding me across the tub so I’m between his legs. He turns me around and presses my back to his chest, then he wraps his arms around me. “Definitely pizza.”
“Ugh.”
He pokes my belly button. “You don’t like pizza?”
“Nope. I don’t understand it.”
“You don’t … understand it?”
“Yep,” I say. “It’s a whole heap of ingredients, which separately would be amazing, but together just seems … dumb.”
“It tastes good like that,” he points out.
“No, it doesn’t.”
“Strange woman,” he mumbles.
I laugh. “I never denied it.”
He pinches my breast and I wiggle.