Page 82 of Filthiest Of Them All

“For not killing him. I know what he did and I know that would have been really hard for you so, thank you.” He pushes me back, then claps my face between his hands and bends down so we are eye level. I reach out and skim my fingers through his beard, relishing in the feeling of it again.

“I love you, Bambi, and I’ll earn your forgiveness and trust back even if it's the last thing I do.”

“Want to earn my trust right now?”

His brow furrows. “How?”

“Don't move from this spot for five minutes.” Before he can grasp my meaning, I turn and flee, his booming laughter following me.

“Run as fast as you can ,Bambi. I’ll find you.” I smile when I reach the woods, this place has memories. I lost my virginity here. I know for a fact it hasn’t been five minutes when I feel him at my back. I don’t turn around.

“You cheated,” I say quietly.

His arm snakes around my waist and pulls me back against him. I gasp when I feel his cock pressing against my back. His other hand grips the front of my throat and tilts my head back to meet his gaze. “There are no rules when it concerns me getting to you. You’re mine, Tatum.” He smashes his mouth to mine and I’m lost to my primal need. I turn in his hold, never breaking the kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck and deepen the kiss—fuck, I’ve missed this so much. I’ve missed him. He grips the backs of my thighs and lifts me. I lock my legs around his waist and grind against his erection, needing some form of friction. I gasp into his mouth and break the kiss when he slams me against a tree. “You have no fucking idea how many times I’ve dreamed of this moment.”

“Well, stop dreaming and make it a reality,” I taunt, his eyes darken and I relish in the sight. He drops me to my feet, steps back into the glow of the moon and yanks his shirt off. I mimic his move, then push my sweats down my legs and kick them to the side. A delicious shiver rolls down my spine because of the way he’s looking at me. He grips his waistband, pushes his sweats down his legs and frees his glorious cock. Oh my God, that sight alone has my mouth watering. I move toward him, loving the look in his eyes. When I drop to my knees before him, his mouth parts in shock. I reach out, grip his cock and love the sounds coming from him when I stroke him.

I press up onto my knees and swipe my tongue across the head of his cock, moaning at the taste of his pre-cum. He shudders and tangles his fingers in my hair.

“Bambi, don’t fucking tease me right now,” he grits out, sounding like he’s in pain.

“Shut up,” I snap, then wrap my lips around him and take him as far as I can into my mouth.

“Fuuuuccckkk,” he roars. He doesn’t try to control my movements, knowing I need to be the one in control in this position. He allows me to set my rhythm and pace. “Shit, baby, that feels so fucking good. Keep sucking me like that, Bambi.” I do as he says, hollow my cheeks and bob up and down faster. The thought of giving someone a blow job was a hard no for me and a trigger, but with Alex, I feel nothing but safe. He’s never pushed me or forced me to do this. He’s always allowed me to move at my own pace, and it's because of that I have the confidence to do it now. “Baby, you gotta stop or I’m gonna cum down that pretty throat of yours,” he forces out through gritted teeth. I pull back and release him with apop. I look up and love the blissed-out tense look in his eyes, knowing I’m the one that put that look on his face is so fucking empowering.

He grips my arms and hauls me to my feet. His lips are on mine within seconds. This kiss is filled with so much longing and passion that it robs me of air. I’m forced to breathe him in or risk passing out from lack of oxygen. His hands roam my body, his touch so sure and practiced as he has memorized every inch of me. When he cups my tits, I moan into his mouth. My nipples are hard and aching, begging for his touch. I arch forward into his hands, demanding without words that he give me what I want.

He breaks our kiss, then dips his head and wraps his sinful lips around my nipple. I throw my head back and cry out. His arm bands around my waist, holding me in place. His teeth scrape my sensitive nipple, sending a shudder through me. He switches sides and draws another sharp cry from my lips. He swirls his tongue around my hardened nipple, then scrapes his teeth along it, causing me to start panting. I tangle my fingers in his hair and love the feeling of the silky strands falling between my fingers.

He releases my nipple with a wet pop, then reclaims my lips. He pushes his hand between our bodies and skates a single finger through my folds and groans when he feels how wet I am for him.

He breaks our kiss and stares into my eyes as he continues to circle my clit. “You saved this for me for six months, didn't you, Bambi?”

My mouth fires off a response before I can stop it. “What makes you think there wasn’t anyone else?”

His eyes blaze with jealousy and his features darken. He shoves a finger inside my wet cunt. I gasp in surprise and reach out to grip his shoulders as I press onto my tip toes. He fingers me at a punishing pace, making it hard for me to breathe let alone think.

“I may have told my brothers to stop watching you, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t have eyes on you the whole time. For the sake of your mask wearing friends, I hope you’re lying, Bambi, because I would hate to break my vow to you already and murder some motherfucker while you watch.”

There’s something wrong with me. I’m clearly sick in the head. His words shouldn’t inspire a need within me, yet they do, much like Alex. I guess I have a monster of my own inside, one that thirsts for him and his attention.

“Tell me now, Bambi. Were you fucking someone or were you just trying to make me jealous?” he asks in a tone laced with equal parts anger and lust. He may be mad that I said what I did, but it also turns him on. I can feel my orgasm cresting and I try to latch onto it, needing the relief it will give me more than I need my next fucking intake of air, but Alex slows his pace and I growl in frustration. “I’m waiting.”

“No! I never even looked at anyone else. It's only been you. Happy now?” I snap.

The motherfucker smirks. “Ecstatic,” he purrs, then presses the pad of his thumb against my clit and quickens his pace. Moans tumble from my lips and my nails rake down his back as I arch into him, trusting him to hold me as I break apart in his arms. My orgasm is so powerful my knees buckle. Alex’s hold on me is the only thing that keeps me from falling to the ground. My vision blurs as pleasure surges through me like a current and a sheen of sweat coats my entire body. His name was screamed loud enough for the guys back at the house to have heard, but judging from the smug look on his face he’s okay with that.

Alex gently withdraws his finger and brings it to his lips. I watch with rapt focus as he sucks the digit into his mouth and groans at the taste. My pussy clenches on air.

“Fuck, I missed that taste, baby.” He then claims my lips, forcing me to taste myself on his tongue. I love knowing I'm the only woman who will ever get to see him like this.

I’ll be the only woman he’ll ever love.

Alex gently lowers me to the ground and nestles his way between my legs. Butterflies take flight inside my stomach. My body begins to heat in anticipation at what’s to come. He leans forward and rests his hands on either side of my head.

“Put me inside you, baby. I need to feel your pussy now.” I eagerly obey him and the second he pushes inside me I scream.

“Fuck, holy shit. I forgot how big you are.”

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