He leans down, scooping me into his arms. “I’m so sorry, angel.”
“You’re not sorry, you’ve wanted to hurt me like this from the start.”
“No,” he says, striding towards the bathrooms. “No I didn’t.”
He sounds truly pained, and I know he didn’t mean for it to go like this. I can tell just by his reaction, but I’m hurting and I’m embarrassed. I squirm in his arms, but he holds me tighter. “Hold still, you’re covered in blood. Fuck. Where are you hurt?”
“My, ah, head.”
I blink as I feel a bit light-headed. “Tazen,” I whisper. “I’m dizzy.”
“Shit,” he says, kicking the door to the office open. “Do you want me to call an ambulance?”
“I don’t … ah … know.”
“Sit, let me see.”
He places me down on the desk and rushes towards the cabinets to pull out the first-aid kit. He doesn’t speak as he starts wiping my head, and getting the blood away so he can see the gash. I stop feeling dizzy as he works and when I’m cleaned up, he leans in close to inspect the gash. I don’t know what comes over me, but the sudden urge to taste him, to feel him, overwhelms me. I try to push it back as I whisper, “Tazen?”
His eyes dart down to mine. “Yeah, angel?”
“We took it too far.”
He closes his eyes for a moment and nods sharply. “Yeah, baby, we did.”
“I’m sorry.”
His eyes shoot open and he stares at me in shock. “No, don’t you say that. I’ve been a fucking dick to you.”
“And I’ve been a royal pain in the ass.”
His eyes go back to my gash. “I hurt you.”
I reach up before thinking, and place my fingers against his cheek. His eyes find mine and everything just seems to move quickly from there. He leans down and captures my lips with his, and before I know it, we’re kissing. It isn’t a deep kiss, but it’s long and it’s sweet. His lips explore mine with no tongue for a while, then he snakes an arm around my hip and pulls me closer to him, forcing my legs apart so he’s standing between them.
That’s when the kiss gets hot.
In fact, it gets frantic.
Weeks of sexual tension, anger, passion and lust explodes. I capture the back of his head with my hand and tangle my fingers in his hair, kissing him hard and deep. Our tongues dance, our groans fill the small space and passion radiates through my body, making me want so much more from him. I open my legs wider, angling my hips up so I can feel him right there, right on my sex.
“Fuck,” he breathes, pulling his lips from mine. “You’re hurt. We need to stop.”
“No,” I breathe. “I don’t want to stop.”
“Angel,” he growls. “You’re hurt.”
“I’m fine. The pain has eased. I want this, Tazen. I’ve wanted it since the start. You can take me to the hospital after you fuck me.”
His eyes flash with need and he leans back down, taking my lips again. His fingers glide up my sides, taking my tank top with them. He pulls it up and over my head, then he unclips my bra, not wasting any time. He leans back when he’s got my bra off and stares down at my exposed breasts. “I knew,” he says in a husky rumble, “that these would be fucking beautiful.”
He leans down and captures my nipple between his lips, rolling the hard bud around until I’m gasping and squirming against him.
“Tazen,” I plead. “Oh God.”
He sucks and pulls, flicking the tip with his tongue. He sucks and licks the soft flesh of my breast, before taking hold of my pants and jerking them down. I shift so he can get them off, and then I’m sitting on the desk, fully naked while he’s fully clothed. Color rises to my cheeks and I squirm uncomfortably, not knowing how I feel about being in this situation with him, even though I want it so badly it burns inside me.
“Don’t be ashamed,” he rasps, his voice so thick I can hardly make out his words. “You’re beautiful, angel.”
He drops to his knees in front of me, taking hold of mine and spreading my legs wide. I suck in air when he leans forward and closes his mouth over my aching sex. A loud whimper escapes my throat as my backside launches off the counter of its own accord. Tazen takes hold of my hips, holding me down as he spreads me wide and sucks my clit into his mouth.
It’s then my whimpers turn into pleasured cries.
He doesn’t take it slow, doesn’t hold back, he sucks my clit deeply, drawing it in and out of his mouth to create friction. I gasp as little bolts of pleasure shoot right to my core. “T-T-T-T-Tazen,” I stammer as a thrilling sensation radiates through my body and right to my center where he’s still sucking.
When he slides a finger inside me and curls it upwards, hitting that sweet spot, I explode. My head drops back and I don’t care that it throbs when it does, it feels so fucking amazing that nothing else matters. I scream his name as my hips buck furiously and my orgasm tears through me. Tazen pulls his mouth from my pussy with a hiss of pleasure and stands, fumbling frantically with his jeans to get them undone. I watch with a hooded expression as he jerks them down and frees his cock.
My eyes widen.
Oh. Wow.
Tazen’s cock is beautiful. It’s long and thick, but not too much of either. It’s the perfect size, not so big it’ll hurt and not so small you wonder if it’s in. He’s perfectly structured and I can’t tear my eyes away from the throbbing thick length that is now in his hand being stroked while his other hand is reaching into his jeans pocket. I watch in fascination and a little terror as he pulls out a condom and tears it open with his teeth. Then he rolls it over himself and steps closer to me.
“Need to fuck you so badly it hurts. Tell me if it’s too much, but I gotta get in there, baby.”
He can get in there any day of the week.
I nod and a flutter of nerves hits my belly. It’s been a long time since I’ve done this, and I’ve only ever done it once. Will it hurt like it did back then? Panic swells in my chest as Tazen spreads my legs wider and presses the thick tip to my entrance. He pushes it in slightly and I gasp from a mix of pleasure and pain. Tazen notices and stares down at me. “Fuck, it’s been a long time. You want me to warm you up some more?”
I love that he’s offering that, but I don’t want him to stop. I want him inside me and I want it to happen right now.
“No,” I whisper. “Don’t stop.”
His eyes grow hooded as he pushes in deeper. I groan as he fills me, inch by inch. The mix of pleasure and pain isn’t unpleasant. The more he fills me, the more pleasure takes over and pain is forgotten. With a ragged groan, he jerks his hips and fills me completely. I drop my head back and gasp his name as a million sensations take over my body.
“God dammit,” he grinds out. “So fucking sweet.”
“Tazen,” I pant. “More.”
He gives me more. He slides his cock out and then sinks it back in and we both let out long, pleasured groans. Then he takes hold of my hips and he fucks me. He fucks me just the way I asked. He does it slow but deep, his hips creating the perfect rhythm for this thrusting. His head is dropped forward, his eyes on mine, but his jaw is so tight I can see the muscles jumping there.
He wants to let go.
From the pleasure rocketing through my body, racing for the finish line, I’d be happy for that to happen.
“Let go,” I pant. “Fuck me harder.”
His eyes flash with something animalistic, and he lets go.
His thrusts go from long and deep, to short and fast. The sounds of our skin slapping and panting, breathy moans are the only thing filling the small space. My back arches as an incredible sensation fills my lower regions. I feel myself winding tighter and tighter as that amazing feeling looms closer.
“Fuck,” Tazen grunts. “You’re going to come for me, baby. You just got so fucking tight.”
Come? That’s what’s going to happen?
God, if it feels as amazing as it’s promising to be, I never want it to stop.
“Tazen,” I yell as that sensation reaches its peak.
I explode. Pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever felt dances through my body as Tazen thrusts hard to keep it there. My knees wobble, my toes curl, my hands slap the desk beneath me and I scream. I scream his name, I swear and I convulse as the most amazing sensation takes over my body. I can feel my sex clenching and spasming around his cock, and by the sounds being wrenched from his throat, he likes that.