Craving Page 33

Returning to his cock, I nibbled the tip and looked up to him, meeting his gaze. “Tell me, Talon. Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I want you to…”

“What?”

Instead of answering, he pulled me upward, flipped me over onto my hands and knees, and pushed his cock into me.

“I want to fuck you, blue eyes. I want to fuck you until there’s no you left. Only me, you a part of me.”

Exactly what I wanted. “Yeah, Talon, fuck me. Fuck me hard.”

He obliged, pounding into me, his balls slapping against my cunt lips. A few seconds later, the blunt tip of his finger nudged my asshole. Yes, he was going to do it. He was going to finger my anus again. And I would not stop him. I hadn’t stopped him the first time.

And it suddenly dawned on me that I would never stop him.

Never.

He could do what he wanted to me, to my body, and I would welcome it. I would welcome it all.

I arched when he breached the tightness, his finger sliding in and out in a different rhythm from his cock.

“That’s it, blue eyes. I’m taking you. Taking your pussy and your ass. One day I’m going to fuck this ass. I’m going to fuck you so hard in the ass, and you’re going to come for me.”

His words made me gush. I exploded into a shattered climax. I cried out, my walls clenching around him.

“God, yes. That feels so good. Come for me, baby. Come all over me.”

The climax unfurled within me, taking me outside myself, making me tingle all over.

Rapture. Such rapture.

He fucked me harder, all the while drilling my ass.

“Yeah, fuck you. Want to fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.” With each “fuck you,” he plunged farther and farther into my pussy. “That’s it, take me. Take me, Jade. Take my cock in your hot little pussy. Take it all. All of me.”

And with one last thrust, he groaned out, “Yes, that’s it, coming inside you. I’m marking you. Taking what is mine.”

A few timeless moments passed with us joined, and then he finally withdrew from my pussy and my ass and collapsed on the bed, one arm over his forehead.

I wanted to say so much to him. I wanted to tell him that he didn’t have to leave. I wanted to tell him that I had decided not to leave, that although I knew something tortured him, that something was poisoning him, I needed to stay here and help him. I wanted to tell him that he meant something to me. I wasn’t sure what that was yet, but he meant something to me. Something important, something…essential.

But I couldn’t say any of these things. Not yet, at least. I lay down next to him when a fist pounded on the door.

“Shit!” I grabbed my boxer shorts and tank top and threw them on. “Who is it?” I called out.

“It’s Marj. Can I come in?”

I eyed the door. Had I locked it? I couldn’t tell from where I was. I walked closer. Shit, it was unlocked. What had I been thinking? What would Talon think?

“Just a minute. I’m not decent.”

“Oh, for God’s sake, Jade, we were roommates for four years.” The doorknob turned.

Quickly I pushed in the locking mechanism just in time. “I’ll be ready in a minute.”

I went back to the bed. Talon was sitting up, grabbing his boxers and jeans.

“You need to hide in the bathroom,” I whispered.

He let out a soft chuckle. “Are you insane? This is my house.”

“Do you want your sister to know we were screwing?”

His eyes darkened for moment, and his lips turned down into a slight frown. Then he nodded. “You’re right.” He headed to the bathroom and quietly shut the door.

I unlocked the door and faced Marj. “What is it?”

She eyed me. “You’re wearing your pajamas. You said you weren’t decent.”

“I…wasn’t. I had started to go into the shower, and then you knocked on the door, so I had to put my jammies back on.”

That seemed to appease her, although the skeptical eyebrow arch indicated she wasn’t quite satisfied with my explanation. I pushed her out of the room. “Let’s get some coffee. I need a caffeine boost.”

She didn’t argue with me, and for that I was eternally grateful. “Okay, there should be some coffee in the kitchen. Joe and Ryan were here earlier.”

Sure enough, half a pot of brew sat on the burner, still warm. I poured a cup for me and for Marj, and we sat down at the kitchen table.

“So what did you want? Why were you knocking at my door?”

“I decided to see what you want to do today. It’s Sunday, and in the small town of Snow Creek, that means everything is pretty much closed. It’s Felicia’s day off too, so I thought maybe we could have some fun.”

“Oh?” I raised my eyebrows.

“Yeah. Let’s make something. Let’s cook today.”

Although Marj loved to cook, I didn’t exactly share the sentiment. I’d been cooking all my life because no one else was around to do it. “That’s fun for you, not for me.” I laughed.

She punched me in the arm. “If we don’t cook, we either have to go into Grand Junction to eat, or we go hungry.”

I rolled my eyes. “If you say so.”

“Besides, we have the best beef in the good old US right here on Steel Acres. I’ll pull out some steaks. How does that sound?”

One thing about Marj—she could put it away like a teenage boy and still keep that gorgeous figure of hers. Probably because she was so tall.

A smile crept up on me. “Let’s make dinner for Talon.”

Marj jumped up and hugged me around the neck. “Does that mean what I think it means?”

I froze. Did she know what was going on between Talon and me? Would she be okay with it?

“It means that…I’ll help you cook dinner.”

“Yay! So you’re not leaving! I was hoping you’d decide to stay.”

I heaved a sigh of relief. “Yeah. I guess so. For now. I should get my bar results next week. Maybe as soon as tomorrow.” My nerves jumped. “God, I hope I passed.”

Marj sat down. “You’re brilliant, Jade. Of course you passed.”

“I hope you’re right. That test was pretty daunting. Two whole days. The essays weren’t so bad. I mean, I know the material. But that multiple-choice test…”