Page 70 of Tattoo My Heart
I am done with this stupid conversation that is leading us to nothing good. I let go of the counter at my back and reach out to grab her. That’s easy since she got so wound up, she took a step closer to me with each word she screamed in my face.
“What the hell are you doing?” she mumbles again.
I spin her around, lift and plop her on the bathroom sink. She gasps in shock and tries to get away from me, but I am a lot stronger than she is, and I refuse to let go of her.
Both my hands come up and clutch her head on each side, making sure she stays put and listens to what I have to say.
“There is no one else for me, you nut,” I growl right before slamming my mouth onto hers. I force her lips open with my tongue, licking at them until she finally gives in. “I can’t believe you think I would use you like that,” I continue in between hungry kisses. “That I would tell you that I loved you…”
Evie’s entire body tenses at that. She is fighting me at every corner, never cutting me any slack. That’s what I love the most about her.
“If you think…” I place my hand on her back and press her flush against my chest. Feeling her skin on skin like this is making me forget my train of thought. “I’m never letting you go, Evie,” I promise her. “You can’t shake me off even if you want to.”
Her legs are spread and come up around my hips, squeezing tight and helping to bring me closer to her.
“Cal,” she whispers while her hand is searching for only what I can give her. For the rest of her life. I hope she understands that.
She pushes my jeans back down my hips. Despite the fact that I just emptied myself all over her floor in the other room, I am ready for the next round.
“Touch me.” I nip at her lips and she whimpers. “Take me in your hand.” She follows direction so well, I bite a little too hard as I make my way down the column of her neck. “Put me in.”
She places the tip of my cock at her entrance, but she doesn’t make any move to go beyond that.
“You better not have lied to me, Cal Prentice,” she warns right before sliding across the counter to get closer.
My cock slides right in, but not deep enough. She just teases me with her heat, and I let her control the rhythm and set the pace.
“I have no reason to lie to you, baby.”
I mean every word of what I’m telling her. I am too turned on right now to get angry about her thinking I’d be two timing her. But I will make sure to address this entire thing as soon as we are done.
The hand I have in her hair pulls her head back, exposing her neck and chest for maximum access, while my other hand is now lowered to her ass. I squeeze hard when I keep her in place and push myself all the way in.
“Cal!”
I love hearing her cry out like that. It makes me want to pound into her even harder.
For a split second, I remember that, once again, I am not using any protection with her. I did this same thing once before, on the night I took her virginity. Everything in the ensuing weeks happened with a condom on. And while I don’t hate the feel of them, having no barrier between us is something that can’t compare.
I pull harder at her hair as I lower my head only to find her breasts, sucking on one, then the other, finding it harder and harder to control myself in my movements.
Out of nowhere, I have this feeling of guilt crashing over me, like I am doing something wrong. I pull out and push Evie away from me.
“What…” She is looking confused.
“Fuckin’ hell.”
I pull her down from the counter and spin her around in an instant, forcing her to look at herself in the mirror. I have to lift her ass a bit and she has to lift herself onto the tips of her toes as I lower my knees and fit my cock in between her ass cheeks, like a missile looking for her entrance.
“Yes!”
Evie throws her head back, resting it on my shoulder, her eyes never leaving mine in the mirror. Her chest is pushed forward, and I can’t resist bringing both hands up to manhandle her breasts. She is loving every second of it.
“Don’t stop,” she screams in the small space.
Steam is surrounding us, the hot water still running in the tub. At this rate, there won’t be any hot water left by the time we’re ready for that shower. I don’t give a shit though, and neither does she.
The mirror steams over, blocking the perfect view I was having of her front. I grab her hips and start slamming into her, forgetting all the good intentions I had. I can’t stop myself from moving my hips faster and faster, my body completely separated from my brain.
