The UN Series Complete Box Set

by Shantel Tessier

  Parker gives me a big smile and then looks over at Tate. “You sly dog, you.”

  “Parker,” Tate says in warning.

  “Is that all that you can say?” I ask Tate. “His name?”

  His eyes narrow on me, and Parker lets out a laugh. “You two are going to make a cute couple.”

  “We’re not a couple,” I say looking over at Parker. Even though it hurt to say that, I want Tate to know that I don’t expect that from him. That’s not what he is looking for and I know that.

  “Hmm mmm,” Parker hums with a smile before he jumps up with Puss Puss and heads out of the kitchen.

  I go to get up as well when Tate reaches up and grabs me. He pulls my wrist, which spins me around. His large hands grab my waist and he pulls me down to where I straddle him and the kitchen chair.

  I look down at him surprised. “What?” I ask as he just stares at me.

  He reaches up and pushes a few blond strands behind my ear. “Are you embarrassed by me?” I would think he’s kidding but his face is completely serious.

  His question catches me off guard causing me to frown. “Why would you ask that?”

  “Because of what you just told Parker,” he says simply.

  “I’m confused…” I shake my head trying to clear it. “What I said was the truth. It had nothing to do with you personally. I know you don’t want a relationship and that’s okay.”

  His face hardens and his dark blue eyes narrow. “Have you not been listening to a thing that I have told you?” he asks sounding frustrated.

  I guess not, because I have no idea what he’s talking about. “I’m not pushing you…”

  “I know,” he snaps, interrupting me. He takes in a deep breath. “Look, I know that I have anger issues. And that I let my temper get the best of me. I also know that I want you,” he admits, and my heart starts to pound hard in my chest.

  “Meaning?” I ask terrified that my mind is playing tricks on me. There’s no way that Tate is telling me that he wants more with me.

  He leans in closer to me. “I’m saying when I asked you for a chance, I was asking you to give me one. I want you to be mine. All mine! If you are in pain, I want you to tell me. If you are having a bad day, I want to be the first person you think of to call. I want to be there for you. I’ve pushed you away long enough.”

  I’m absolutely terrified to give Tate that control over me. That I will end up heartbroken and alone once again. But this is what I’ve always wanted. This is what I’ve needed. Him! And like I keep telling myself, one day at a time. And he just made today my best day!

  I give him a smile. “Okay.” He starts to give me one of his rare smiles and I speak again. “And I want you to do the same as well.” He frowns. “I want you to need me as much as I need you.”

  With those words the smirk is back on his face. “You need me, baby?”

  I run my hands up his muscular chest. “Always,” I say in all honesty. I have loved him so much that at times the pain of him walking away took my breath away.

  Before he can say anything, I lean down and place my lips on his. He opens up for me as his large hands run up my back, pulling my body closer to his. His tongue strokes mine and I open my lips wider, wanting him to devour me.

  This kiss is different. It’s between two people who have finally given up the fight. Not in defeat but in victory.

  We’re still both in the middle of the ocean but we’re no longer drowning in a sea of despair. We’re treading water, and I can see the sunlight out on the horizon.

  CHAPTER NINE

  TATE

  She starts to rock her hips against me and I pull away taking in a deep breath. “We can’t Missy. I don’t want to hurt you.” Fuck, I’m so hard. I’m gonna need a cold shower after she goes to bed.

  She shakes her head quickly. “It won’t hurt me. I can have sex,” she says matter-of-fact.

  “You asked the doctor?” I ask surprised.

  “No. I’ve been doing research.” She gives me a naughty smile.

  “And what all did the research say?” I ask, brushing some blond hair off of her shoulder.

  She places her arms around my neck. “Well, it did say that some positions can affect it.” She tries to shrug carelessly. “So we will just have to go slow.”

  Can I do that? Can I go slow and make love to her? Honestly I don’t know. I wrap my arms around her waist and stand up, making her giggle. I walk her into my bedroom and lay her gently on my bed.

  She looks up to me and smiles. It lights up the room. “You’re so beautiful,” I say, cupping her face with my hand.

  “Quit stalling,” she says, brushing off my compliment.

  “I’m serious,” I say leaning over her.

  She shakes her head and looks away from me. “Why don’t you wear your glasses anymore?” I’ve been wondering this for a while now.

  She looks up at me and says, “Because they made me look stupid.”

  I pull back and look down at her as if she’s crazy. “What are you talking about?” I loved to see her in her glasses. She looks hot now, but they made her look sexy as hell.

  She lets out a sigh as she places her hands on my chest. “I was always made fun of in school because I wore them,” she says quietly.

  I reach up and cup her face with my hand. “Missy, you are beautiful. If anyone made fun of you it was because they were jealous.”

  Her body shakes under mine as she laughs like I just told her the funniest joke possible. “Why is that funny?”

  She takes a few deep breaths to stop her laughter. “Because no one was jealous of me. But thanks. That was nice,” she adds before she gives me a smile.

  I smile down at her. I know she had a hard time in school. It didn’t take a genius to see how self-conscious and shy she was when I first met her. I know she didn’t have many friends, and I also know that she felt out of place. And all of that changes now. She’s mine. And I will show her just how truly beautiful she is and just how much she is wanted.

  I lean down and capture her lips with mine once again as I slide my right hand down her side and over her hip. “Open your legs, baby,” I breathe against her lips as I break off the kiss.

  Her legs fall open and my hand makes its way to her pussy. She inhales deeply and arches her back as I run my finger up and down her slit, teasing her.

  She lifts her hips, needing me to enter her but I don’t. “Don’t tease me,” she says desperately. “Fuck me.”

  I smile. She’s a fast learner. I like to hear what a woman wants. I want to hear them demand it. I’m not into that begging shit.

  I allow my finger to slide inside of her and I growl at how tight her pussy is.

  She clenches around it and it pulls me in further. I slowly pull it out and then add another finger as I enter her. I still can’t get over that she had only ever been with me. I wanted to rip Braxton’s head off when I knew he was with her. Now that I know she turned him down—I’ll let him survive.

  “Oh. God,” she breathes, arching her back as I work my two fingers in and out of her painfully slow. “Tate,” she cries when my thumb massages her clit.

  “Hmm?” I ask nuzzling her neck. The scent of coconuts fills my nose and I groan.

  “Fuck me, Tate,” she says breathlessly.

  Whispering into her ear. “With what?” I demand and her body breaks out in goosebumps.

  She swallows hard before answering. “Your cock.”

  I remove my fingers from her soaking wet pussy and she sighs at the loss. I was gonna try to take this slow but the way she tells me to fuck her with my cock…is irresistible.

  I lean over her and yank open my nightstand to pull out a condom.

  I sit back on my knees and rip it open before rolling it over my cock. I then very slowly slide it into her hot pussy inch by inch trying not to hurt her.

  She reaches up and places her hands around my neck and she pulls my face down to hers. Her lips attack mine in a furious kiss and I kiss
her back just as passionately. I pull my hips back and thrust forward. Trying to go as slow as possible but it’s so hard. I just want to pound into her. I’ve never known someone to be so fucking tight.

  She pulls her lips away from mine taking in a deep breath. “What are you doing?” she asks as her heels dig into my ass. “Why are you going so slow?” she questions breathlessly.

  “I don’t wanna hurt you,” I say but my hips pick up the pace as the words leave my lips. I don’t want to hurt her but that’s how I like it. That’s how I need it. Hard and fast. No emotion. Just fucking! Why am I trying to be gentle with her?

  She shakes her head. “Don’t worry about me.” I pull out of her and then slowly inch forward allowing my cock to feel every tight inch of her. “Just fuck me,” she demands and I give in.

  I run a hand up and under her head and tangle my fingers in her blond hair. I yank on her, causing her head to snap back, and she gasps. “Want me to fuck you?” I growl as I slam my cock into her pussy and I feel the wetness run down my balls. “I’ll fuck you.” I pull back and then slam forward once again.

  She whimpers. “Tell me you’re mine,” I demand as the bed bangs against the wall from my thrusts. Since when is fucking not enough for me? I feel like I need to physically mark her for all to see that she belongs to me. That I’m the only one who has ever been here and no one else is allowed.

  “I’m yours,” she cries out as her pussy tightens around me.

  “And what do you want me to do?” I growl as my free hand wraps around her exposed throat—not cutting off her air but aggressively holding it down to the mattress as I keep her head held back by her hair.

  “Fuck me,” she cries.

  I pull out and slam into her over and over until I feel her pussy tighten around me and she’s screaming out my name.

  Once she comes, I give one last thrust before I stiffen and come in the condom.

  I fall to the bed beside of her breathing heavy and heart pounding. “Are you okay?” I ask running a hand softly over her throat.

  She smiles softly as she looks up to the ceiling trying to catch her breath as well. “I’m fine, Tate.”

  I place my hand on her stomach and her head falls to the side to look at me. “I would have told you if I wasn’t,” she says, and I nod my head.

  “Just checking,” I say before I get out of bed and discard my condom. I hate those damn things. I hardly ever wear them. The girls that I usually fuck are ones that I fuck on a regular basis. Unless it’s the ones I pick up at a bar like I had Ginger—then there’s no way I would fuck without one.

  I lie back down in bed and pull her body into mine. “I’m all sweaty,” she says trying to pull away.

  “I like it.” I kiss her head softly and she lets out a giggle. We lie in my bed for a few seconds calming our breathing and her shaky body before I hear a vibrating noise. “Is that one of our phones?” I ask. If it’s not hers, it’s mine.

  “Yeah,” she says but makes no move to get up. “I’m sure it’s my mother.”

  I place my hand behind my head as I hold her tightly to me just thinking about how much she stirs inside of me. How much power she has over me. I’m supposed to be a monster. I’m not supposed to worry about others or cuddle after I fuck a woman. Yet here I am. And it feels good. It feels good for her to want me. For her to need me. Like I’m her protector. That’s all I ever tried to do for my mother and I failed.

  We hear the front door open and then close before I hear Parker’s voice down the hallway followed by a girl.

  “Great,” I mumble, and I feel Missy smile against my chest.

  “Are you Daddy’s naughty girl?” We hear Parker’s voice and Missy giggles softly.

  “Yes, Daddy. I’ve been very, very naughty,” the girl responds.

  “Well, then. Daddy needs to punish you,” he says followed by the sound of him smacking her ass. The girl squeals and then moans.

  “How do you like that?” Parker demands and then we hear his hand hitting her ass again harder this time.

  “More.”

  “I’ll give you more when Daddy decides you’re ready,” he growls.

  I close my eyes trying to drown them out but they spring open the moment that Missy’s hand starts to trail down my stomach. I start to harden from her touch and the idea of fucking that tight pussy again.

  I moan and thrust my hips upwards when her small hands make it to my aching cock. “Are they turning you on?” she asks softly as Parker and his fuck continue their foreplay.

  I shake my head. “No. You are,” I say truthfully and she smiles up at me. “Ready for round two are you?” I ask arching an eyebrow trying to ignore my now painfully hard cock.

  “I was thinking something a little different,” she whispers.

  Something different…? “Like what?”

  She bites on her bottom lip nervously and I reach up and pull on it releasing it from her teeth. “Like what?” I ask again running my thumb over it. “What do you want, Missy?” I ask.

  She lowers her blue eyes to her hand wrapped around my cock, and she licks her lip. “I want you to fuck my mouth.” I growl at those words. This beautiful, innocent woman lying next to me wants me to fuck her mouth. And, fuck, how I want that, too.

  “Get up,” I say patting her thigh. She gets up off of me and I sit up in bed placing my back against the headboard. “Sit between my legs,” I command and she does as I say. Fuck, I won’t last long.

  I reach up and thread my fingers into her hair on either side of her head. I lean forward and place my lips inches from hers. “I’m gonna control your head.” I pull gently on her hair to emphasize what I mean. “Do you understand?”

  She nods and speaks softly. “Yes.”

  “I won’t come in your mouth. So when I tell you to stop. Stop.”

  She nods again but her body shivers from my statement. Any bitch can suck a dick. And any whore can swallow come. I want to mark Missy. I want to see my come all over those beautiful tits and know that I did that. That she allowed me to do that.

  I lean back and direct her with my hands still in her hair. “Up on your knees,” I growl as my dick throbs. She licks her lips as her blue eyes stare into mine. She doesn’t look unsure. Or nervous. She looks fucking hot as hell and determined to give me the ride of my life.

  “I’ll try to be soft,” I say, not wanting to hurt her. Although she said she hasn’t fucked anyone else, I’m pretty sure she’s never sucked Braxton’s dick.

  Braxton. “Have you ever done this?” I have to know. She shakes her head and I smile. This is her first time. I have to remind myself that even though she’s in bed with me, she’s not my usual fuck.

  “Don’t be soft,” she whispers. “I want you to fuck my mouth, Tate.”

  My hands tighten in her hair and I yank her forward as she gasps from the pain. I smash her lips to mine and kiss her roughly. My tongue spreading her lips apart and meeting hers in a frenzy. I jump when I feel her hand wrap around my aching cock.

  I pull away and lower her head to my cock before she can even take a breath.

  She opens her mouth and her tongue licks the tip of it. My head falls back to the headboard when she opens her mouth all the way. I pull down on her hair bringing her mouth down and allowing her to slide my throbbing cock between her hot lips.

  I let out a puff of air and my chest rises and falls quickly. I allow her to get halfway and then pull her head up. I repeat the motion a few times giving her a little more of my length every time.

  I feel the back of her throat and her body jerks but I don’t allow her mouth to move. It feels too fucking good. “Goddammit it,” I hiss as she sucks on my cock. “That’s right,” I say, letting up and allowing her lips to run up my shaft. I feel her tongue on the underside of my cock and a shiver runs up me. She goes to pull away but I push her head back down. She lets out a whimper when I hit the back of her throat again and I growl.

  My hands tighten in her hair and her body jer
ks. I can’t do it. I can’t be soft. “I’m gonna fuck your mouth now,” I warn her and she shifts on her knees. I know her legs are probably going numb from how she’s kneeling on them so I’m gonna make this fast.

  She whimpers when I start to move her head up and down at a fast pace. I tighten my jaw as her mouth runs up and down my length gripping it tightly.

  “Fuck, Missy,” I say when my balls start to tighten. “I’m almost there,” I pant as I continue to work her mouth up and down.

  Her body jerks, and I feel her try to pull away. “I’m almost there, baby,” I tell her letting her know that I’m not gonna quit. “Breathe through your nose,” I instruct her, and she moans around my cock.

  I thrust my hips up every time I bring her mouth down. I feel my balls tighten and I yank her head off of me and pull her body toward me. I grab a hold of my cock and give it one long stroke as I point it up to her chest and come all over her perfect tits.

  She falls to the bed beside me with wet, swollen lips, trying to catch her breath.

  I lean over and softly kiss her lips. “That was amazing,” I say softly and she gives me a satisfied smile.

  I growl when I hear Parker’s girl start to talk about how big his cock is. Missy looks over to me with a big smile on her face. “I have an idea,” she says.

  ******

  I sit in Missy’s living room while she takes a shower. We came over here last night after I finished fucking her mouth. I couldn’t take Parker and that girl anymore. I get it—we all talk dirty and get caught up in the moment. But if I have to listen to him smack a girl’s ass and call her ‘Daddy’s bad girl’ one more time…I will kill him!

  Missy just laughed it off, but I couldn’t take it anymore. She offered for us to go over to her place. I was up and had the truck running before she had gotten dressed.

  I actually like her apartment. It’s quiet—no Parker and no Puss Puss. I lean back into her couch as I hear her phone ringing a few times. Then I hear her voice. “Hello?” A long pause. “No. everything is fine. I’ve just been busy,” she says and it piques my interest. She pauses once again, and I hear the door to her bedroom quietly close. This time when she speaks, I can barely make out what she’s saying. “No…don’t worry…”