“How would you even know?” I gripped his arm, stopping him from leaving. I couldn’t handle it if he left me.
“After everything that happened tonight, you’re not ready. You’ve been drinking, and I can’t think of taking you after seeing the way you were treated. All I can see when I close my eyes is your body on that rock and his above yours.” His fist clenched as he spoke.
“I…” My lip trembled. I would not cry. I couldn’t.
“It’s not you. I’ve wanted you for months. That hardness you felt was for you, baby, and when you finally get it everything after it will only be a comparison.” I wanted to smack the cocky right out of him.
“Then, just stay with me. Hold me. Okay?” I asked. I could see he was weighing the options. His decision was made as soon as he slid back in next to me wrapping both his arms around me.
Talon wasn’t as unbreakable as I thought. He was still filthy though, and I couldn’t wait to get a taste of that cock.
Blue Balls and All
I was seriously trying to kill myself a million times over. I couldn’t handle not touching her, but I needed to, at least for her sake. I refused to be that guy that fucked with her head after everything she had been through. For Mia, sex could wait and that was a big fucking adjustment for me.
I had a boner the whole night, and I did all I could to decompress it adjusting it every chance I got. Mia however did everything possible to keep it there. Every little movement, moan, or sigh from her made it go rock hard again. I needed twenty cold showers plus ice cubes.
When I woke up this morning, I had to get out of the bedroom and beat off. I couldn’t handle another moment of her body against mine without her being underneath me and my cock inside her.
“Fuck yeah!” I said a little louder than I should have. I leaned my forehead against the tile while I fisted my cock in my hand. Each thrust pushing me that much closer to my release.
Her pussy was soaking wet for me as I slipped a finger inside, just to feel for myself. Sliding in fast and coming out slow, I could feel her muscles clenching around me. God, she was so fucking tight.
“Harder, Talon. You promised to fuck me. So give it to me. Fuck me!” she ordered me, her legs spreading wider with each stroke of my finger. I could see she was on the verge of coming all over my hand, and I smiled knowing that her first release would be from my hand.
“Roll over, I want that ass of yours in the air, and that sweet face in the mattress. I’m going to spank and fuck you so hard you won’t remember your own name,” I growled, flipping her over. She watched me over her shoulder, her eyes meeting mine with more trust than I deserved.
“Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Ahhhhh.” I shot my release against the tile wall, my balls tightening, and my muscles pulling together. I had never come so hard in my life; I thought of all the other times that I had masturbated to Mia’s image that I had come hard. No nothing was as good as it just was.
I finished my shower and got out, drying off, and slipping on some clothes. I was hoping that Mia wasn’t up yet, but the chance of that now was pretty slim. I had all but yelled during my release. If she didn’t hear me she was a really heavy sleeper.
I snuck from my bedroom and out into the hall. I wasn’t embarrassed, not even in the least bit. I slipped down the stairs and headed toward the kitchen. I was beyond thankful that my father had gone shopping before he and Mia’s mom left to go on their honeymoon. I would be able to make breakfast for both of us.
I took in the kitchen: the white cabinets and dark marble counter with matching stainless steel appliances. I was lucky to have such a good father. The thought caused sadness to bloom covering up all the good I had experienced with Mia in the last twelve hours.
My mom. I fucking missed her. I wished she had made it through everything. I wish that God hadn’t taken her away from me when I needed her most. I lost a piece of the person I was when she passed away. Nothing could replace your mom, and you only got one. When they were gone, that was it. I would do almost anything to have her back.
“Deep breaths,” I said the words out loud instead of keeping them in my head. My mom would be proud of me right now. Doing the good that I was for Mia. Hell she would love Mia. It’s me she would hate.
I opened the fridge and got out the eggs, milk, some fresh fruit, and veggies. I was going to make us omelets, or at least try too. I had never made a woman breakfast before, not even the girls that stayed over after fucking. Mia was better than them, and she deserved the world.