I growl low in my throat, a sound I never meant to share, a warning and a confession all at once. She responds with a smirk against my lips, a tiny, wicked smile that makes something deepin me clench and ache. My cock is hard as steel and ready for whatever happens next.
She leans back and pulls my shirt that she’s wearing over her head, exposing her bare chest. The firelight dances across her skin, across the delicate planes of her face, across perky tits that have my mouth watering. Her hands grip my shoulders, nails digging in just enough to draw a hiss from me as I cup her full breasts and begin sucking on one nipple while I roll the other between two fingers.
Tessa purrs like a kitten and grinds against me again. God, she knows exactly what she’s doing.
Fuck. I’m a goner.
I pull her closer, needing her weight and her warmth, even though it's hot enough with the heat from the fire.
Every heartbeat thrums in sync with hers.
She’s mine in this moment, and I’m hers in a way that terrifies me.
With finesse I didn’t know I had, I rise to my knees so I can lay Tessa on her back. She immediately wraps her legs around me, heels pressed into my ass cheeks, refusing to let me go.
I grind against her, and she moans softly, a sound that makes my teeth ache and my body scream for more. My hands twist into her hair, and I tip her head back just slightly, holding her completely, making sure she knows I’m here—no boundaries, no restraint, no apologies.
“Tessa, baby, I need to get these pants off of you. Need to see all of you.”
“Yes, please,” she pants as I drag my tongue over the column of her neck and then all the way down her body until I reach the rolled up waistband of the flannel pants she’s wearing. I pause to catch my breath, but only for a second before stripping her bare.
She’s not wearing underwear, I think in the second before I smell her sweet arousal, her pussy glistening in the firelight.
My tongue and my cock wage a war inside my head over who should go first, but I already know my tongue is going to win. I need to taste her before I fuck her.
Parting her thighs a little wider, I bury my face between them and lick her from slit to clit.
Tessa arches her back and moans, her hands tangling in my hair, holding me in place.
“Nathan,” she pants.
My tongue swirls around her sensitive bundle of nerves, and I slip two fingers inside of her. She’s tight, squeezing my fingers like a vice.
“Ohhhh,” Tessa arches her back as I make a ‘come hither’ motion with my fingers. “That’s…it’s…” Her words become a jumbled mess.
I can feel her getting wetter, her pussy squeezing my fingers tighter and tighter.
Lifting my head for a second, I look up at her. Head back, hands cupping her tits. She already looks halfway to being completely blissed out.
I kiss the inside of her thigh. “Come for me, Tessa. Come all over my tongue, baby,” I tell her before licking her again.
The sound of my name rolling off of her lips like a desperate plea as she comes undone is almost enough to have me blowing my load in my pants. But I won’t. I need to be inside her first.
While Tessa catches her breath, I reach behind me and pull my shirt over my head, tossing it to the side.
“Wow,” she says, breathlessly as her eyes rake over my chest at the hint of six back I’ve got going on. “Who knew you were packing all that under your uniform?”
I chuckle and shake my head. “You haven’t seen anything yet,” I tease.
Tessa sits up enough to grab onto my waistband and tugs the sweats down over my thighs. My cock bobs free, the tip already leaking.
“Holy, Shit. Chief Hale,” she swallows hard. “You’ve really been keeping secrets.”
My cheeks heat. I don’t need her compliments to know what I’m working with. That’s not conceit, just fact…bigger and thicker than average. But that wouldn’t make a damn bit of difference if I didn’t also know what to do with it.
Lucky for Tessa, I know exactly what I’m doing.
“You get to see all of me, ditch the pants, Chief. I want to see all of you. I need to.”
