Page 21 of Chasing the Fall

Yes. Tally is mine, and I don’t care what I have to do to make it official.

The first step in that direction is sinking my cock deep inside her, so the only thing she knows is where she ends and I begin, until she can see no other way forward than with me alongside her.

I carry her into the bedroom and lower her to the bed, then straighten and unbuckle my belt. Eyes wide, she props herself on her elbows and watches with avid interest as I unbutton, unzip, and push my jeans and boxer briefs to the floor, kicking them aside with a negligent flick of my foot.

Taking my dick in my hand, I give it a slow pump. She needs to see me, see what she’s getting herself into. Her lips part, close, and a visible swallow moves her throat.

“Sweet mother…” she whispers. Suddenly she’s moving, turning and shifting as if to climb off the bed. I dart my hand out and capture her ankle, pulling her back toward me.

“I won’t be letting you go that easily,” I growl.

“You’re fucking huge,” she whispers, face turned into the blanket. “I can’t—”

“You can. I won’t hurt you.” I stroke my hand over the curve of her buttock, and she melts beneath my touch, submitting. I lift her hips and press her shoulders down before sliding two fingers through the slickness between her legs. “Jaysus, but you’re soaked for me—”

I trail one hand down the line of her spine to settle at the juncture of her hips and waist, then press my thumbs into the dimples at the small of her back, adjusting her slightly to give me a better angle for our disparate heights. Lining myself up with her body, I hesitate a moment, mesmerized by the sight of my thickness probing her glistening pink cunt, and then with one hard thrust, seat myself within her.

She gasps, the sound forced out by my girth taking up residence in her body, and goes tense beneath me, burying her face in her arms.

I halt the immediate instinct to withdraw and thrust again, stunned into stillness.Was that…was she…

“Tally, baby, fuck—” I let my body curl over hers, belatedly trying to protect her. Her ass pushes back against my hips, eliciting a groan.

“I’m good,” she says.

“You’re not good, you’re a—” I can’t even say the word. I inhale, smelling the sweetness of her shampoo and skin. I just tore through her innocence like it was nothing, like it had no value.

“Not anymore,” she says, pushing back into me again.

I pull away, nearly wanting to cry from the sensation of leaving the tight heat of her body.

“You should have told me, I would have never—fuck.” Stepping away from the bed, I start to pace, running an agitated hand through my hair. “Jaysus, Tally, you can’t just—”

In my peripheral, I see her roll to her back, leaning on her elbows again. She bends one knee, offering a tantalizing glimpse of her pussy.

“Who’s the liar now?” she asks.

“What?” I turn and glare at her, fire raging through my veins, but I can’t stop my gaze from dropping to where her hand touches herself lightly between the legs. Her inner thighs are dotted with blood. My cock twitches with need, still rock hard and painful with it.

“You said only little boys with tiny pricks are intimidated by a woman’s natural body. Does the fact that no other man has had the balls to touch me—until now—intimidate you?”

Every fucking button pushed, with one sentence. One look.

My jaw tightens. “I know what you’re doing,” I tell her, pointing a finger in her direction.

“Yeah? Does that mean it’s working?”

In lieu of words, I growl once again. It doesn’t faze her.

“I am not a virgin anymore, so either ruin me for all men like you said you would, or fuck off and I’ll find someone else who will.”

She rises from the bed, her motions jerky with anger, and starts to walk around me. It breaks something in me, and I grab her arm, pull her against me, and slam my lips against hers.

The kiss seethes with aggression and triumph.

“Remember you asked for this.” I push her back onto the bed and kick her legs apart with mine as I follow her down, echoing a time days earlier when I did the same thing. I stopped myself then, told myself she wasn’t for me, torun don’t walkif I valued my life.

I don’t do that now. I lift her legs, resting her ankles on my shoulders. “If any other man even looks at you after this, I am going to fucking kill him.”

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