Page 39 of Never Wed an Outlaw

My words turned her cheeks rosy red, just how I liked them. I meant every single one, too, knowing this was the first night I'd be taking her sweet cunt with nothing in the way.

“Upstairs?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Later. Why should we rush off to bed when we've got a perfectly good fire going here, plus a bottle of wine to suck down in between the next round of fireworks?”

I didn't give her any time to think about it. One arm locked around her, and my other hand tore at her robe, dropping that soft, purple cover straight to the floor.

Underneath it, she had her dark black stockings, her panties, and nothing else. Just the way I liked it.

She squealed and laughed when I grabbed her, pulled her down to the floor with me, and laid her out on the cool rug underneath us.

I laid into her lips like I hadn't had any for weeks.

How this woman managed to make me feel like I was getting my dick wet for the first time, every time, I still hadn't figured out. The woman was either magic, or something beautiful that went beyond tits and ass.

Something I thought I'd never have, much less crave the more I had it.

Every spare minute I wasn't dealing with the club's shit, I wanted Hannah Davis.

Her,not just her pussy.

Obviously, I wanted to be all up inside that, practically twenty-four seven, but we were going deeper than sex. I craved her in ways that weren't just about getting my dick soaked anymore.

We'd grown closer every kiss. Tangled ourselves up in each other a little more every time our lips connected and our bodies swapped sweat. Closer every time she laughed at my crap, and I buried her sass in another smoldering touch causing her to moan.

Hannah touched the man behind Dust. She lured Daniel to the surface, caused him to push her down into herpretty gardens out back, and left him craving more, even after he'd brought her upstairs.

She blue balled me, straight to my messed up soul. Left my head spinning a little more, and my heart more bitter, every wicked moment I had to walk away and go about my business, the other world that wasn't Hannah's lips, her laugh, her bed.

Deep down, I knew a man only came out of this freaky ass spell one of two ways: he came out whole, hitched, and seeing his woman every day of his life, or he went completely fuckin'loco.

I kissed her again, stroking my tongue on hers, tasting the sweetness I wanted to be mine, mine, and only mine.

Mine today, tomorrow, and next year.

She moaned into my mouth, slurring my name underneath her wine flavored flesh, turning my dick to granite.

Dusty.I couldn't get enough of that, hearing her recite my name with a passion and a hunger I'd never cared about on any woman's lips before.

A lot of assholes out there laugh about chemistry, insta-love, that caveman urge to claim a mate and keep fuckin' claiming her every time he gets his dick inside his girl. I used to be one of those assholes, thinking it'd never happen to me.

Technically, it hadn't happened yet.

Wasn't like I'd put my brand on her, or started calling her my old lady. But all that weighed on my brain heavier every day, creating a prickly fog I knew wouldn't lift 'til wehad it all. I jerked off a little harder when I couldn't be with her, thinking about the day we'd be sharing a bed permanently, and I'd never have to waste a hard cock in my hands ever again.

My teeth grazed her throat. Hannah squirmed under me, tangling her legs around mine, begging me to bring it home.

Fortunately and unfortunately for her, it wasn't time for that yet.

I had standards. Didn't sink my dick in 'til I'd soaked her pussy good and hard. My tongue needed her taste, every sugary molecule of sweat sizzling on her flesh. I licked my way down good and slow, stopping to take each of her nipples between my teeth, pulling rough and lashing them with my tongue.

She practically came just from that. So sweet, so pure, so damned responsive to everything I did to her.

My cock jerked for the hundredth time in my jeans, leaking pre-come everywhere. Every voice inside me howled to rip her panties off and beast fuck her, but I told myself the same thing I told her body.

Not yet.

Not fuckin' yet.

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