Tuck's Wrath (10 page)

Chapter Fifteen

God, Jana was so wet, so soaked that she felt her arousal slide down her inner thigh. He was on his knees only seconds later. He spread her thighs wider, staring at her like he wanted to drown in her, and all Jana could do was watch him with what she knew were wide eyes. He started licking at her slit, running his tongue up and down the center of her pussy, groaning against her flesh, and having her clit swell with the need to come.

“Rub your pussy all over my face, baby, make me work for your orgasm.” He licked at her harder, stuck his tongue inside of her pussy, and then dragged it up and sucked on her clit. He moved his tongue around that hard bundle of nerves, hummed around it, and curled his fingers into her outer thighs. He was possessive in his words and actions, yet gentle in the way he held her.

He continued to suck at her until she was thrusting her pussy against his face, just like he’d told her to do. She wasn’t shy, wasn’t ashamed of what she was doing. Jana wanted more, wanted to do what he said until she couldn’t even think straight let alone hold herself up.

When he sucked on her clit especially hard she threw her head back and came, didn’t care that she screamed out and begged him for more. “God, yes Tuck, more.”

“I’m going to give you so much you won’t be able to breathe, Jana,” he murmured against her flesh again, sending her pleasure soaring higher.

When he finally pulled away from her she sagged on the couch, trying to catch her breath, her bearings, and not able to even comprehend what had just happened. He’d gotten her off by oral alone, had her coming so damn hard she was frenzied inside. But before she could even say anything, maybe tell him that she wanted more and wasn’t nearly done, he pulled her away from the couch and had her in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck, rested her head on his shoulders, and just rode out the post-euphoric high that he’d given her.

They were now in his bedroom, and once the door was shut he placed her in the center of the mattress. She’d slept in here when she stayed with him, but the scent of him seemed even more intoxicating, more potent now. She inhaled deeply, moaned softly as she watched him, and knew she’d never get enough of this man. Jana wanted nothing more than to feel his powerful body over hers.

“Your pussy juices are all over my mouth still, Jana,” he said low, deep, aroused. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip, and then did the same to his top. He took a step toward her, and she swallowed. Her breasts were thrust out in invitation, but he didn’t touch them, didn’t even look at them. “I’m not nearly done licking this cunt of yours, Jana. I’m not nearly done having you come undone all over my mouth.”

“God, Tuck,” she breathed out.

He dropped to his knees between her thighs, placed both his hands under her ass, and lifted her to his waiting mouth. Their gazes locked for a heartbeat, and the feel of his warm breath skating across her pussy once more could have made her come right then.

“I could eat you out all night and never be satisfied, Jana.” He licked up her slit. “I could feast on your pussy until my tongue was swollen and you begged me to stop and it still wouldn’t be enough.”

She looked down the length of her body, saw the way he held her thighs open, the fact he stared at her as he licked and sucked at her, and she felt like her heart would burst right through her chest. The sight of his face, the light and shadows slashing across it and making harsh lines along his square jaw, seemed to make him more dangerous, more powerful. Every erogenous zone in her body lit up, came alive, and it was all because of Tuck. He had to know the effect he had on her, that she was transfixed, enthralled by him.

Oh, he was doing such wicked things to her with his tongue, such potent and pleasure inducing motions that she was moaning like a banshee, not caring that she might even sound like a wounded animal. Tuck ran his tongue up the center of her body, sucking her wetness off his lips and clit, and causing more of her cream to come from her. She loved the sloppy, soaked sounds that surrounded them as he ate her out, and curled her toes into the sheets beneath her.

He grabbed both of her thighs, right under her ass, and lifted her legs so she was forced to place them over his shoulders. He placed one hand on her belly, keeping her stationary, and used his other hand to slip between her ass and the mattress, lift her bottom up to his waiting mouth, then attacked her pussy even more ferociously.

“Just ride it out, baby,” he said against her soaked, sensitive flesh. He was so incredibly slow with his ministrations, so agonizingly slow with licking her pussy, sucking on her clit, that she found herself pressing closer to him, trying to tempt him to give her more. Honestly, she needed more from him.

She reached out, grabbed the back of his man bun, and tugged at his hair, trying to pull him closer, or maybe she was trying to push him away because the feelings were so intense. And when he finally pulled back, breaking the spell he had on her, she groaned.

“I want to go slow, Jana, to savor this, but I also want to make you scream my name in mindless pleasure.”

She panted and watched him, loved that his mouth was glossy from her arousal, red and swollen from what he’d just been doing to her. “I just want you, want you any and every way I can have you, Tuck.” The arousal still pounded through her bloodstream, crying out for more.

He didn’t respond right away, but he did pull back all the way and sit back on his knees, his hands on her inner thighs now. “Place your feet flat on the bed, and spread your legs, Jana,” he said softly, huskily. “I want to see you spread for me, eager for my dick, baby.”

She did as he asked because Jana needed his mouth back on her, at least until she came again, and then she’d want his dick in her, claiming every part of her body. When she was in the position he wanted Tuck smoothed his hands up her legs, framed her pussy with his fingers, and resumed licking her. She closed her eyes, just enjoying this man touching her. There was only Tuck and her right now.

He went back to eating out her pussy, licking her slit, sucking on her clit, and before she knew it she came long, hard, and wailed out for this man. Her legs shook with the desire that poured into her, her heart raced, and her body felt like it was covered in a light sheen of sweat. All she wanted to do was grip his head and shove his face more deeply into her pussy until the pleasure finally receded and she could breathe.

“That’s it, baby, just let yourself go for me, and know I’ll take care of you.”

“Tuck,” she said his name softly.

“I love when you say my name like that, all sated and content because I made you feel that way.” He gave her sensitive pussy one more lick before pulling away and staring down at her.

When the tremors started to dissipate, she breathed out.

“I want your body always wet for only me.” His voice was rough, deep, like sandpaper scraping over her skin. He really had nothing to worry about in that department.

“Tuck, please, be with me.” She didn’t elaborate, and by the look on his face he was more than ready to give her that demand.

He leaned down and kissed her suddenly, forced his tongue in her mouth, and made her taste herself on his tongue. The kiss grew more scorching as the seconds passed. She smelled herself on him, tasted her arousal on his mouth. It was a heady, musky but sweet scent that seemed to make what they were doing even more erotic, more arousing.

He broke the kiss and looked down at her, seeming to search her face with his gaze. He cupped her cheek. “I won’t be able to stop from claiming you as mine, Jana. I’ll never be able to give you up.” His voice never wavered, and the stoic, controlled expression stayed on his face. But he also looked, sounded, so sincere.

“Good, because I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

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Jana was sweet and soft, so trusting of him, that Tuck couldn’t help but fall even harder for her. Nothing frightened Tuck, not the violence that surrounded him, or the blood and death he had on his hands, not even where in the hell he was going after he died. But what scared the shit out of him was this woman not being by his side, and that little boy looking up to him with only hope and trust.

The thought of anything happening to her had this rage moving through him, this need to take out anything that threatened her or Braden. But he pushed those negative thoughts out of his head. Right now was about pleasing her, and Jana was definitely his woman.

He moved his hand between their bodies, touched her soft, wet pussy, and groaned softly. He had to grit his teeth and force himself not to slide into her warmth, to claim her hard and fast because that’s what he was used to. If anyone tried to ruin that for him he’d fuck them up beyond recognition.

Tuck placed his hands by her head, loved that tendrils of her hair curled around his fingers, and he inhaled deeply. All he could think about was what her sweet pussy would feel like wrapped around his cock, clenching, milking him until they both got off.

The smell of her cream, still covering his mouth and blinding all of his other senses, made it harder with each passing moment to keep himself in control. He was used to just taking it rough and hard with a willing female, because they liked it that way, too, especially the club pussies. But he wanted slow and gentle with Jana, at least for this first time.

He leaned back again, but only enough he could look down and see her pussy. With her legs spread, he could see how swollen she was, how wet her cunt was, and it was all for him, all because of him.

“Damn, you’re so gorgeous.” He couldn’t stop himself from kneeling between her legs again and bringing his face close to her pussy, just smelling the sweet scent of her, ingraining that into his memory. Tuck pressed his hips into the mattress, hoping to stem off his impending orgasm as he thrust against the sheets, over and over again until his balls drew up tight.

For that one lone moment he let himself marvel in her. Her slit, so ready for him, made his whole body tighten with need. Lifting his gaze up her rounded belly, over her curvy waist, and hips that went on for miles and made his dick jerk in response, and finally lifting his gaze to her face.

He placed his thumb on her clit, watched her expression as he added pressure, and loved that she worried her bottom lip like she was having a hard time controlling her reaction. It nearly drove him over the edge, nearly had him coming on his bed, on his sheets, like a damn teenager. Again he pressed his hips into the mattress, dry humping the bed until he couldn’t take anymore.

“Once my cock is buried in your pussy you’ll be my woman from this point on, Jana. No other man will touch you, fucking think about touching you, because if they do I’ll cut off their balls and shove them down their throats.” Maybe he didn’t need to be so damn gruesome when he spoke to her about this, but the words just came out, his aggression toward any other man that thought they could have her not something he could stop.

“Tuck, you’re so … brutal.” The way she said it was breathless, and he knew that there was a part of her that liked this side of him. The truth was it was that side, that angry, dangerous side of him that had been the one to go ape shit and kill those men when he found her. It was also that man that would do the same over and over again.

“I want you as my old lady, Jana, and I know you are well aware what that means.” He stared up the length of her body, saw her nod and slowly lick her lips, and he knew this woman was his world now, and that her little boy would be under his protection from this point on.

He moved up her body, his cock sliding over her inner thigh, and finally resting right between her pussy lips. He groaned, clenched his eyes shut as pleasure slammed into him, and loved that she was so hot and wet for him. He wanted to be able to talk all sweet and gentle with her, but the fact was he was not that type of man.

Tuck didn’t mince or sugarcoat his words. But this was Jana,
his
Jana, and he’d fucking do anything for her. He’d kill for her in a heartbeat again, and have the blood of the people that hurt her covering him, and love every fucking minute of it. Protecting Jana, Braden, and his club was all Tuck had in this damn world, and he didn’t take that lightly, didn’t let anyone fuck that up. That need to be there for the people he cared about was his driving force.

“I don’t want to be with anyone else, Tuck. I only ever want you in my life, like this.”

“Good, because I won’t, can’t let you be with any other asshole, Jana. This is mine.” He emphasized what he meant by thrusting against her slit and letting her cream cover his cock. “I can’t stay away from you. I won’t.” He thrust against her again and again, until he heard her gasp out, felt her nails dig into his biceps, and knew she needed his cock as much as he needed inside of her.

He wanted her happy, wanted her sated and pleasured, and he would make sure she never knew another horrible day again in her life. He’d tear anything down that tried to mess with her and her son. That was a fucking fact that he’d die making sure was followed through.

He leaned down and brought his head closer to hers. Their lips were inches apart, so close it was maddening, and his self-control was slowly slipping with each passing second. “Everything about you drives me so crazy, Jana.” He ran his lips lightly across hers, not really kissing her. “I may not be the best man for you, may be the dirt on your fucking shoes, and you could do so much better, but baby,” he said softly and stared into her eyes, “I’ll spend the rest of my fucking life making you and Braden safe and happy.”