This went on and on while his hands stripped me bare, coasting over my skin, teasing and torturing me. Falcon growledas he placed a kiss at the center of my chest and then lower, between my breasts and down my belly, only stopping to press French kisses to my nipples.
“Oh god!” The way his tongue curled around the stiff buds was almost more than I could stand.
He chuckled and moved lower, kissing down one side of my waist and then the other before he got to my hipbones. One open-mouth kiss on each hip and his hands gripped my ass, kneading as he nuzzled the space between my thighs. “Fuck,” he groaned, flicking his tongue out so it slid between my folds and teased my clit.
“Oh!” I gripped his hair tight and pumped against his mouth, enjoying the smile in his eyes, the way his mouth devoured my pussy. “Falcon, yes.”
He nibbled on my clit before pulling it into his mouth, suckling hard enough that the beginnings of my orgasm began immediately. One finger slid deep and then two. When he stretched me with the third finger, my body flung itself off the edge and I cried out my pleasure as my body shook against the wall. “Fuck, I love making you come.”
“Let me see how much.”
Heat darkened his gaze as he got to his feet, undid his belt before shoving his jeans and boxers to the floor. His cock was beautiful and proud, so hard my pussy wept to have him inside me already. He hissed out a breath when I reached for him, stroking him from base to tip. “Viv.”
He spun me around and gripped my waist before sliding his cock between the junction of my thighs. From this anglewith my back arched, every push of his cock scraped my clit. “So fucking wet for me already.”
I arched my back, reaching for more of his touch. More of his pleasure. “Oh fuck,” I cried out when he swiped his tongue against the back of my neck before sinking his teeth into the space between my neck and shoulder.
“Falcon!” I gasped.
“Tell me, Viv.”
“Need you. Now.”
With a growl, he grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart as he eased his cock in so slowly, I nearly begged him to go faster. But Falcon took his time, pushing until his balls smacked against me and then pulling out just as slowly. Over and over he teased me while his hands gripped me so possessively, I felt completely and totally owned by him. “Fuck, Viv. This pussy is mine.” Every word felt as though it was yanked from the depths of his soul. “You’remine.”
I pushed back against him and that unleashed something dark and furious in him. His hips moved faster and harder, his cock thrust so deep that I felt him everywhere. He was so deep I was certain he would leave a piece of himself behind.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he growled. “The walls of your pussy are sucking me off almost as good as that mouth.”
“Oh god,” I cried out at his filthy words. They sent a shiver down my spine that wrapped around me and kept me in his grasp. I whimpered in my throat and smacked my palms against the wall. “Please,” I moaned.
He thrust hard and slow, taking his time but pushing me undeniably towards another orgasm. His movements were hard and jerky, and just a little bit rough. “Love to hear you beg, babe.” His big hands slid between my body and the door, gripping my breasts and squeezing them, anchoring himself to me as he fucked me so furiously my next orgasm erupted like a long dormant volcano.
“Oh, fuck! Yes! Yes!” My body shook and trembled, but he held me tight, still pumping into me in a primal rhythm that was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. “Falcon, yes!” My legs shook but he held me up, pumping hard and fast until I was totally spent.
He continued to hammer into me, whispering dirty words in my ear. “Love. The. Sound. Of my. Name. On. Your. Lips.” Every word was punctuated with a deep thrust that prolonged my pleasure until the hot, sticky eruption of his orgasm coated my entire body. “Fuck, Viv!”
We stayed like that with my body sandwiched between him and the wall for a long minute. And then my feet were off the ground and our bodies pulled apart before we fell to the bed together. Falcon was on top of me, his heavy cock nestled between my thighs as he kissed me, softer this time, as if he needed the reminder that we weren’t just two people fucking. Or maybe he was reminding me. Either way, the message was clear.
I stroked his jaw, unable to hold back the words that had been interrupted before. “I was falling for you too, Falcon. Back then, before I left.”
He went totally still, his eyes burning into mine but he didn’t say anything. He just listened.
So I kept going, feeling safe as the words tumbled from my lips. “It wasn’t just Alexei’s death. It was also James. He made my life hell, sending flowers to my office, big flashy bouquets that made all the girls swoon. They told me I was lucky to have a guy like him obsessed with me. He’d show up uninvited, smooth as ever, as if we were still together.” I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head. “He was so smooth, so fucking charming that no one believed me when I said it was suffocating, that it was overwhelming. Too much. They all thought I should be grateful and he used that against me.”
Falcon’s jaw was clenched tight, his entire body strung so tight I knew he’d snap any minute. I bit back my next words, but he shook his head, rolling onto his back and bringing me with him before pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Tell me, Viv. You can tell me anything.”
I nodded. “He wouldn’t stop. He turned it into this full-on pressure campaign, and he had the help of the whole fucking hospital. If I pushed back, he acted like I was the hysterical one. I tried reporting it up to our HR department, but I was told I was being over-sensitive. If I ignored him, he took it as a personal challenge to try harder. There was nothing I could do to get the message across.” I swallowed down a scream of frustration. “And then Alexei died,” I began but the sentence got stuck in my throat. “It felt like everything was falling apart. James’ pressure intensified, promising he’d go to bat for me if we reconciled. And then there were the Russians.”
He stroked my hair so gently I felt tears start to burn my eyes.
“I wanted to run to you, to tell you everything but you and your club had so much going on and I just couldn’t. I didn’t want to be a burden to you, not ever. I couldn’t breathe and I couldn’tthink, so I left.” I waited for his response as the silence stretched. I prepared myself for rage and cursing, for disappointment that I didn’t confide in him.
But Falcon didn’t do any of that, he just kissed me so softly, so reverently that tears spilled down my cheeks. “I’m sorry that fucker put you through all that,” he said, whispering the words against my lips. “I wish you would’ve told me, Viv, but I get why you didn’t. Just know that you have never been a burden. Having you here, helping you, that would’ve been better than not knowing.”
“You,” I sighed and pressed my lips to his, kissing him back hungrily because it was the only thing I could do. Unlike any man I’d ever met, Falcon saw me, all of me with my flaws and all. He made me feel seen and that made me happy. He made me happy.
As he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply, my mind began to wander to places it shouldn’t. For one impossible heartbeat I wondered if this could be my life, kissing Falcon whenever I wanted. Making love to him every morning and night, experiencing TJ’s milestones together with shared pride. Mornings together, birthdays, rainy days, and anniversaries. I imagined us smiling together and laughing together, the sound of joy filling the air instead of the silence of fear.
