Page 20 of Bitter Desire
“That’s it, my beautiful girl. You’re taking me so good.”
I fell forward, bound hands in front of me when Law’s hands left my thighs and moved to grip my shoulders. He sped up, hips slamming into me, lifting me with each thrust that stole the breath from my lungs. I sucked in a hard breath through my nose, hands pressed to my chest as I folded forward and closed my eyes. Law’s hands were tightening, gripping me harder as he fucked me faster.
“You’re mine,” he told me, punctuating his words with a hard thrust of his cock into me. I moaned, biting down on my panties when the wave of release I’d been chasing came closer and closer with each pump of Law’s cock. “You’re mine,” he said again, and my body tightened, clit pulsing with pleasure and lust.
“No one touches you but me,” he went on. The edge came closer, so close I could reach out and touch it, and a sob bubbled up in my chest when Law moved, a hand coming to strum my clit while his other came to the back of my neck holding me where I was. All it took was another minute with Law’s fingers at my clit and him using my body as he saw fit, and I orgasmed. My pussy clenching down on his cock. I could hardly suck in a breath while Law continued to fuck into me. If his hand hadn’t been at the nape of my neck, fingers digging into my skin, I might have fallen to the side. But his grip kept me in place.
He moved, leaning forward, curling his body around me. His chest to my back and he grunted as he came inside of me. His arms moved to wrap around me, holding me tightly to him. “You’re so good for me. My beautiful girl.”
We didn’t move for several minutes, or maybe it was just seconds. I didn’t know with the way I felt, my body and mind coming untethered. It was peaceful like this, the anxiety and stress gone, sliding away from me until all I knew was Law’s cock inside of me, his arms, his warm breath at my neck as he held me. Finally, we moved, Law dropping a kiss to my shoulder, the touch gentle. At odds with the way he’d taken me. He let me go, righting me with gentle hands. I shivered when he sat me up against his chest, holding my hands out to him when he reached for them.
“That’s it, princess.” His voice was gentle. Warm. Easy. This was my man again. He undid the belt from around my wrists and brought them up, pressing a kiss to each wrist before he lowered them and pulled my panties from my mouth. “How do you feel?” he asked. He was still inside of me and I sighed, grinding my hips down on his semi-hard dick. The movement made his breath catch.
He chuckled and touched my cheek. “Better, I see.”
I nodded, leaning back against him while he pulled my bra back into place and lowered my tank top. “So much better. Thank you.”
Law kissed my neck, hands gentle on me, smoothing my hair back before he nudged me forward, tucking himself back into his slacks. “Anything for you, princess.” I followed his guidance and let him clean me up, using my panties to wipe my thighs and pussy clean. When Law was satisfied with how I looked, he settled us back against the seats and cradled me close, holding me sideways across his lap. An arm went behind my back, pressing me to his chest while the other stroked my hair, the rhythm of it relaxing me until my eyes were closed and I was smiling.
Law pressed a kiss to my temple. “Rest, Honey. I’ve got you.”
Chapter Eight
LAW
“Do I look okay?” Honey asked, hands patting at her hair while she shifted from foot-to-foot. We were standing outside of my car, and while I was perfectly at ease, my girl was not. She bit her lip and glanced towards the resort’s welcome center.
“You look beautiful,” I told her, leaning in to kiss her cheek. “Taylor’s going to drive us to our cabin after we check in.” I held out my hand to her but she hesitated before taking it. I raised an eyebrow at her hesitation. “What is it?”
“I just-it’s just that I don’t, well, I didn’t think I’d have to face people after what we did in there,” she said, jerking her thumb at the car behind us. Taylor walked past with a nod, a cigarette in his hand and that day’s paper tucked under his arm. No doubt looking for somewhere to stretch his legs before we went onto the cabin I’d rented. A group of women up ahead caught sight of him and neither Honey nor I missed the immediate reaction Taylor’s presence elicited from the women. Their laughter stopped, voices lowering to hushed murmuring as the women stepped together, bodies close even as they watched Taylor. There was no missing the fact that Taylor had the women’s curiosity. They were interested in him all right, more than evident from the group’s giggles and the little wave one of the women gave him.
One of the women sighed after Taylor but she straightened when she caught sight of Honey and me. She nudged her friend in our direction, both of the women looking our way. Taylor nodded at the rest but kept walking—he’d never been one for strangers. I moved, giving the group my back. Neither was I.
“You faced Taylor,” I reminded her.
She blushed. “Taylor’s different. You know that.”
It was true. I had hired him and kept him close for his talent at discretion. Taylor could have heard every second of what we’d done and not given a sign of it. Not that he had. The backseat of the car was practically soundproofed. The tempered glass divider wouldn’t have let a single sigh or moan pass through to the front. He hadn’t heard a thing, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know the gist of what Honey and I’d done in the backseat.
Sex was nothing new. Taylor wouldn’t give a shit what and where I took Honey, even if he wasn’t on my payroll. But seeing as he was...As far as the man was concerned it had never happened. When he’d opened the door he’d been as professional with Honey as he always was, which had put her at ease. Now I was watching that calm slip away.
“Honey, y’wanna tell me what this is about?” I asked, giving her a look that told her we weren’t moving until she did.
“I’m just saying that I don’t want to look like you-that we,” her voice broke off and she shook her head.
“That we what?” I pressed.
“That we had sex in the car ride up here.”
I waved a hand. “I’m pretty sure that’s tame for people coming to the Catskills from the city, and even if they do know, so what?”
Her eyes went wide as saucers. “What do you mean ‘so what’?”
I took a step closer to her and she backed up a step until she was against the car, her back to the door. I leaned forward, placing a hand against the cool metal and smiled down at her when I heard her breath hitch. “So what if they know I fucked you on the way up here? You’re mine.”
She swallowed hard, brown eyes on my face, cheeks colored with the familiar dusting of pink that came with her blushing. God, that color. It was gorgeous against the tan of her skin, and I lifted a finger, gently trailing it across her cheekbone.
“Aren’t you?” I asked her, pressing my hand to her face, cupping it.
