by Aria Cole
“For once, Tiger—” I finished tying the bonds at her wrists, making sure it was just snug enough that she couldn’t escape, but not enough to cause any bite “—keep your goddamn mouth shut.”
Before she could reply, I brought her head to mine in a deep kiss, pushing my tongue past her lips and delving deeper, tasting every inch, savoring every intoxicating moment. “Drives me crazy when you don’t listen to me.”
“Nash—”
“Yeah, baby?” I pushed my thumb past her lips to swirl around her mouth. Her tongue teased the tip, teeth nipping as I slid my other palm up her thigh, pulling the hem of her dress up her legs until the triangle of silk that covered her gorgeous cunt was exposed.
I sucked in a quick breath, running my nose over the wet fabric and sucking in the scent of her pussy.
“I…” Her chest heaved. “Nash, please, I want you.”
I hooked her panties in my fingers and tore, not giving a fuck if I ruined the thing preventing me from taking her. “You wanna know what your punishment is for letting him touch what's mine? For telling him you wanted a job?”
She nodded in approval, eyes wide and lips caught between her teeth. “Yessss.”
“You’re not allowed to come, Tiger. Think you can do that? Think you can control that wild way you scream when my fingers are here?” I slipped a thumb between her lips and teased at her entrance. She arched and bucked, hips working against my hand and driving me nearly to the edge of my own release. Something about Eden had crawled inside and taken root so long ago, I could hardly remember a time I didn’t love her. I’d dreamed of her sweet taste on my tongue, imagined what she would sound like when I licked her until she came in waves, coating my lips.
I placed a kiss on her clit, dragging my teeth slowly when her head fell back and a low moan radiated from her lips. I teased her wet slit, swirling and sucking, keep her release hovering at the edge. “I don’t think you can control yourself, pretty girl.”
I held her eyes as I pushed my tongue into her pussy, her body writhing in the chair as she pulled at the bindings of the new rope. “I hate you. I swear I hate you, Nash Campbell.”
“Mmm.” I licked my lips, then dove back between her thighs, covering my face with her sweet arousal. “Doesn't taste like it, Tiger.”
A hiss escaped her teeth when I gripped her thighs and yanked her ass closer to the edge of the chair, forcing her knees around my neck.
“I hate you for making me want you so much. I hate you for being the only man I have ever wanted. The only man who made me need more.” Her words sent fire raging through me. She was mine, she knew she was mine, and I wanted to mark every part of her. I wanted my scent soaked into her skin so every man alive knew that if they touched her, they would have me to deal with.
I groaned into her hot pussy, feasting on the pretty pink flesh and rubbing my nose around the hard bud of her clit. I sucked her dry and then nipped, causing little yelps to escape her throat, her hips working against my face as she ground against me.
My fingers buried in her body, her pussy quickening around me, I growled when I finally lost my mind and yanked the zipper down on my pants. I went blind with all things Eden when my cock slipped up the silky seam of her pussy, searing against me and begging for more. “You know why I’m doing this, Eden?”
She shook her head, teeth clamping down on my shoulder blade as I pushed the tip of my cock past her entrance.
“You're mine. Every inch of you is mine to please, mine to kiss, mine to touch and fuck and make come.” I pushed inside her, eyes rolling back in my head as I steadied myself and held thinly to my control as her hips worked against mine. “I haven’t been with a single woman, Eden. I've always known you were meant to be mine.” I confessed, teeth hovering at her ear, my cock finally pumping, hips moving in a fierce rhythm. “I knew from the time we were young, Eden. You’ve always been mine.”
I fucked her hard, hands digging into her soft flesh, teeth grazing across her skin and plucking at her nipples through the soft fabric of her dress. “Drivin’ me crazy having you under my roof and not really havin’ you.”
I wrapped her hair around my fingers and pulled, exposing her neck, thrusting her tits up to my lips as I rode her hard, driving into her so deep I thought we’d both drown in each other. “Don’t come, Tiger. This is all for me.”
She gulped, fingers writhing against the rope as I sucked at her nipple, swirling it between my teeth, my hips rocking against her pelvis and dragging across her sensitive little clit. “Want to come, beautiful?”
She nodded quickly, eyes closed tight.
“Give me your eyes,” I ordered, pushing my hand into her hair, sweat slicking our bodies as soft moans burned past her lips.
Her big, round eyes finally shot open, nailing me and seeing right into the depths of my fucking soul. Release barreled through me, causing every muscle in my body to tense and burn hot before fireworks shot off in every direction.
I stroked across her little clit, pulling my cock out of her body as jets of come still streamed out of me. “Fucking milked me dry, Tiger.”
My come splashed across her thighs, and I swept a hand through it, dragging the juice up to her clit and massaging the hard little bud until she was mewling, arching her back and begging for more. “You know why I’m coming all over you?”
Her wide eyes locked with mine. “No, why?”
“Because you’re mine, Eden. I’ll rub my come over every inch of this sweet body if that’s what it takes to mark you. Make you go out in public smelling like me, so you know exactly who owns this pretty pussy.” I slid a palm up the center of her body as I caught her mouth. “Now come for me, Tiger. Let me hear that roar.” I slipped my little finger into her ass and pressed the tip past the tight muscle, knowing I’d hit the right spot when her muscles contracted around me and she spun out of control, waves of release loosening her beneath me.
Our breaths heaving, I caged her in my broad arms, tongue trailing up the line of her neck and licking away the bead of sweat that had formed
“Been waitin’ a lifetime for that,” I finally murmured against her ear, pulling the rope at her wrists and freeing her.
“You leave me speechless, Nash. Completely, utterly, amazingly speechless.” Her hands wrapped around my neck instantly, legs locking at my waist as I stood and laid her on the couch I kept in my office for quick naps.
This was a helluva lot better than a nap.
Shit, everything was better since Eden had moved into my place.
I was starting to work on ways for how I could keep her here, for good.
Watching Eden walk away now would be like a dagger twisting in my back; no way would I go through that again.
Eden Sutherland was mine.
I just needed a plan to keep her.
Chapter 7
SEVEN
Eden
“Wanna go for a ride?” Nash’s arms curled around my waist a few mornings later in the barn. The brush of his fingertips against my skin sent firecrackers splitting in every direction. A hot mix of feelings boiled over in my stomach every time he was anywhere nearby. I felt safe, happy. I felt at home. This ranch had been my home away from home for most of the years of my life, so somehow, it didn't feel weird being showered in Nash’s kisses. Curled in his arms and alive with his touch felt right. Stubborn thoughts had even started creeping into my mind about staying here, on this ranch, with Nash forever. We’d settled into a comfortable routine, early mornings and late nights had left us dragging through some of the day, but spending the hours together getting reacquainted was so worth it. We'd made snacks and watched movies and taken Baxter for walks late in the evening. Everything about Nash left me with a rush of overwhelming feeling.
I leaned back against his broad chest, relishing the hard slab of taut muscle that made me feel so protected. So totally cared for. “I haven’t ridden a horse in years.”
“Good thing you’ve got me to teach you, then,” Nash coaxe
d, leading me to a lean and muscled mare, already wearing a bit and reins.
“Bareback?” I breathed, fear coursing through my veins.
“Afraid?” He led me to the horse, smoothing my palm across the wide flank.
“No. Well…sort of.”
“I’ve got you, Eden,” he urged at my ear, hands gripping my waist as he lifted me onto the horse. Every hard ridge of him pressed against me, causing adrenaline to shoot through my veins.
Nash followed onto the horse behind me, his long legs wrapping around me so I fell into the cradle of his warm body. His arms around my waist, he pulled at the reins and coaxed the horse to turn and head down the path to the back field. “Glad you’re here, Tiger.”
One of his hands slid down my thigh, slipping under the hem of my skirt and sliding against my damp pussy.
A breath of air pushed past his lips and sent shivers racing down my spine. “No panties again? Christ, why do you do this to me?”
“Wouldn’t want anything keeping you from your property,” I teased.
He huffed, then shook his head with a soft chuckle. “Glad you've got my best interest at heart.”
His teeth rimmed the edge of my ear, one finger sliding up my thigh and slipping against my heat. I sucked in a ragged pant, eyes slamming closed as I arched back against him, his arms holding me firmly as the horse walked slowly down the path.
“At a loss for words, Tiger?”
I couldn’t speak. He was right, I was at his whim, totally at a loss for words as long as his hands were working me like that.
His fingers sped up. A soft cluck of his tongue and suddenly the horse was moving at a faster trot, the rhythm of Nash’s hand working between my legs matching the gait of the horse perfectly. Oh. So. Perfectly.
I gritted my teeth as my release edged closer. His thumb slid against my clit, the rough, callused fingers grating against me like fine-grain sandpaper, sending firebolts of arousal through every nerve. “Oh, oh, oh, Nash…”
“Sing for me, Tiger. I want to hear what my fingers fucking this gorgeous pussy feels like.”
His crass words at my ear sent sparks shooting through every muscle, waves of pleasure crashing over me, taking me under, sucking me in. “Don't stop. Oh, God, Nash, please don't stop.”
I could drown in Nash a happy girl. I was drowning in him. Every day.
Since when did drowning feel so good?
Nash slowed the horse a moment later and lifted me off, carrying me in his granite arms before laying us in the grass next to the pond we often visited as kids. After a childhood of swimming during the day and stargazing late into the night, I already had a lot of memories of Nash here, and now I would have even more.
He kissed his way up my body, removing the dress as he went, before locking my hands over my head and sinking inside me.
The stretch and burn of his cock had a bite of pain coursing through my body, followed instantly by the sweet relief only he could provide. His teeth nipped and sucked at my skin, latching onto my nipples and making me hum and groan until stars burst behind my eyelids. He fucked me slow and steady, hands crawling up my skin and owning every inch.
“So fucking beautiful. I want to keep you, Eden. Every day for the next hundred years belongs to you and me.” He cupped my ass in his heavy palms, forcing my legs around his waist as we melded. “I’m going to empty my come into your beautiful body. I want to see you pregnant with my baby, carrying my son or daughter deep inside you, knowing I put them there. That you belong to me.”
He attached his lips to my nipple, teasing and nipping, swirling away the pain with his tongue as he dragged his dick past every raw nerve I had. He drove me closer to the cliff, sending me further into space as I chased what only he could give.
“You want that, Tiger? You want my baby?” His lips crawled up my throat. “I love you, Eden. I want to give you my last name. Make a family with you. You're my everything.”
My heart hammered with every beat of his words, punctuated by the slow drag of his cock. He was fucking me senseless, stealing my breath with his speech, his touch. “Yes, yes, yes.”
My nails pressed into his shoulders, his hands pushing into my hair as his hips sped up, thrusts growing frantic before his mouth attached to mine. He kissed me and fucked me and came in long, hot streams of raw pleasure. His lips worked against mine, our bodies hot and sweaty under the summer sun, the scent of sweet grass and sex filling the air.
Nash pulled me down into the grass with him, tucking me under his arm as his fingers traced circles on the top of my head. After a few long beats, he finally spoke. “Meant every word of that, Tiger.” His eyes shifted to meet mine. “Every damn word.”
I didn’t speak, thoughts racing through my head, the only one that mattered on repeat.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you, Eden.
Chapter 8
EIGHT
Nash
Crickets chirped through the hot night as my eyes drifted across the sea of bodies, gaze trained on the pretty curves of one girl and one girl only. When I finally caught a glimpse of her long waves bound tightly into two pigtails, a grin curved my lips.
Just about every goddamn person I’d met since the time I was twelve was here for the Fourth of July party Eden had whipped together, and still, I only had eyes for her.
I stalked across the party, thinking I’d soon as hell all these people just head home. It was coming up on midnight anyway. Fireworks done. Food finished. Keg nearly tapped. It was time for these people to adios so I could get some time with my girl.
My girl.
Hell, it’d felt damn good saying those two words the last month.
It all felt really fucking good.
Being able to wrap my arms around her whenever I wanted to.
And being with her every night. Naked. That was pretty fucking good too.
I slapped her on her sweet little ass, covered in short denim cutoffs, when I reached her a moment later.
She screamed and turned, her hand instantly falling on my cheek. Instead of slapping like she was pretending to do, she tapped softly, a slow grin curling her lips before she mouthed the word, “Later.”
My cock throbbed as every muscle in my body spiked with arousal, my fingers working the little hunk of metal currently burning a hole in my jeans pocket. “Don’t tease me, Tiger.”
“Now where would the fun be in that?” She beamed up at me before placing a kiss on my lips.
Before she could pull away, I pulled her tighter, forcing her legs up around my hips and holding her to me.
“Nash!” she laughed, lips still attached.
“Been hell watching you prance around in those little shorts all night,” I grunted, heading for the barn and my office. “You’d better be wearin’ panties, Eden.”
She only laughed in reply.
Goddammit.
If I had to place a bet at that moment, I’d bet she wasn’t.
“You’re going to kill me, woman.” I sucked at her neck. I froze in my steps just as we entered the barn, and I turned her against the rough wall. I pushed my jeans down my ass, hands already pulling her shorts down her thighs, when finally, after far too goddamn long, the tip of my cock slid against her searing pussy.
“Oh God. Please, Nash, hurry,” she pleaded.
I pushed in, driven on by her words, the frantic way her body was grinding against mine, like she was as desperate for me as I was her.
I buried myself to the limit inside her, my greedy hands shoving underneath her shirt to cup her full tit. “I’m gonna put my baby in you, Eden. If that’s what it takes to make you mine.”
Her hips worked faster, lips sucking at mine. I hummed as my hands trailed along her skin, the soft scent of her body beneath mine doing my head in. I pushed us down on a bale of hay, hands in her hair as I kissed my way down her nose, across her high cheekbones, licking along her jaw before finding her lips again. I shoved a hand in the pocket of
my jeans and fished out the antique band, sliding it onto her left hand before she'd even noticed. “Marry me, Eden. Be my wife, live here with me, have my babies. God, I want lots of babies with you, Tiger.”
Her soft lips parted, eyes darting open as something down deep in my gut pulled at me.
“I…I…” Her eyes danced from the ring on her finger, sparkling in the dim light, and then to mine. Salty tears burst into the corners of her eyes. “Oh my God, I can't believe this is happening.”
I pushed the pad of my thumb against her lips, catching her breath. “I don't know much, Eden Sutherland, but the one thing I know to be true is that my love for you runs deeper than blood. Every waking moment I spend is with you on my mind, and every night, I’m dreaming about you, about us. Love you, Eden. Loved you all along. Just took me till seeing you again to figure it out.”
Tears finally spilled down her cheeks, her soft lips turning into a vibrant smile. “Yes. God, yes, Nash!”
I pressed my lips to hers before she could say another word, pumping my hips slowly as I lost myself and found myself all in the same go.
This woman was my everything, and nothing would ever stand in my way.
“I love you, Nash,” she breathed against my neck. I sucked on the soft skin between her tits, setting a new rhythm to our lovemaking. I had to show her what love felt like. Every last inch of it.
I snaked a thumb between us, swirling at her clit as soft waves of release pressed against my dick, milking my own orgasm from deep within my balls. My fingers sped up as my hips worked frantically, sending us both over the edge and panting together. Her body went soft, supple.
I loved her like this, all open for me.
Letting me in.
This was the only time she ever let anyone in, and I was fairly sure I was the only one who had ever been allowed in.
