“He’s impossible,” she finally locks eyes on me and finds I am staring at her doing my best to hide my knowing smile. “What?” I arch a brow not really needing to answer her. “You truly are a bully, do you know that?”
“Because I know your secrets, I’m a bully?” I stare at her.
She glares and I grin, leaning back in my chair and resting my elbows on the arms. Steepling my fingers I press them to my lips and again I really do try not to laugh.
“I am going to tell Taryn every single embarrassing moment you have ever experienced. I’m going to teach your kids to be a huge pain in the ass so that you have to suffer every single day from the hell they will put you through.” Even the idea of having a complete terror as a child did nothing to frighten me. Just knowing my blood and that of the woman I love will be running through their veins is enough joy to outweigh any worry.
“You are impossible,” when she stands and starts marching toward the door like a ranting child I lose it. All hope of remaining in control of the humor I felt from the first moment she mentioned Jonathon is gone. “You’re a pain in the ass. I’m telling Taryn.” And with that, she disappears out of my office door and a few seconds later I hear the echo of my front door slamming.
I have a feeling things are about to get really interesting in Stone Ridge.
You would think that after waiting for years to claim Taryn, I would be a little less inclined to be as impatient as I am right now. It has been a few hours and I’ve managed to get no work done, but I have almost worn a hole in the floor from all the damn pacing that I’ve been doing.
The second I see the headlights of her car flicker along the trees that lined my driveway my body is moving toward the door. The front door is open and I am taking the steps two at a time and doing all I can not to sprint to her like a crazy man.
Taryn turns around, bags in hand and her eyes widen when she sees me walking toward her with purpose.
Reaching out I grip her face and before she has the chance to say a single word my mouth in on hers. I can taste something minty on her breath, but she still tastes of Taryn, a sweet essence I know I will always worship.
“Wow,” she only has a second to sigh before I am kissing her once again. The sound of whatever bags she was holding hit the ground at our feet right before her fingers comb through my hair. Fisting the ends tightly, the bite of pain drives me for more.
“I’m on the edge here,” I’m not lying. Now that I’ve had her I can barely contain myself.
“I’ve only been gone a few hours,” her words are spoken between gasps as I bit along her neck and push her body back against her car.
“Far too long,” I feel her smile against my lips as I find her mouth once again.
Leaving the bags where they fall I reach behind her and lift her from the ground. Barely making it inside the house I kick the door shut and lower us both to the ground in the foyer.
Her legs kick as I hurry to remove her pants and then my own. She is equally as crazed as I and the second she feels my cock pushing inside of her she shivers beneath me. The way her pussy grips me confirms she too was riding the edge.
There is nothing sweet and gentle about our movements. Together we claw and claim. Deep moans, cries for more and when we both hit our peak we are lost. I swear I see stars as my body stiffens and I release hours of pent up frustration deep inside of her.
Forget work, I’d catch up another day. All I want is to hide away for days and feel nothing other than Taryn. She is right, I think I might break her before this month comes to an end. I have never felt a need like the one I feel now. It's not only physical, when we are together, when I feel her heat engulfing me and her hands all over me, I know we are one.
“We left dinner scattered on the driveaway.” Blinking I clear my thoughts and find her staring up at me with a lazy smile on her face. “I’d planned to cook for you.”
“Forget food,” I trail my finger over her jaw and along the side of her neck. “All I need is you.”
Taryn
It’s been a week since my life has changed. I’ve spoken to my parents and to Lily, but I’ve yet to tell them about Merick--what do I tell them about Merick? Speaking of my man, I finally kicked him out of bed an hour ago because we’ve literally been on top of one another every waking moment, and even some sleeping moments too.
I’ve always had a healthy appetite for sex, but now I’m insatiable. Of course, so is he. Merick assured
