Page 72 of Hold the Line


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“Scotty is…great.” I grunt. “Four feral kids that I love like my own. His wife, Gabriella, is having their fifth in May.”

“Do y'all get along?” She asks, her eyes seem a little knowing as they pass over my face.

“Not so much. It’s just always been a little complicated. He was older than me and remembers a lot more of life before Owen became our dad.” I shrug picking at a loose thread on the sheet on the bed between us. “He taught me to play guitar though.”

“Well, I can't wait to meet them all tomorrow.” A single finger under my chin tips my face up to hers. "Tonight though… I need you.”

The finger trails down my neck, down into my shirt. A shiver racks through my whole body at her touch. My eyes lock onto her full lips, the magnetic pull more than I care to resist.

I take her face in my hands and kiss her until she’s breathless. When I pull back, my chest tightens a the sight of her.

“Alli…” The strands of her hair feel like silk between my fingers as I brush them away from her face. The words almost come tumbling past my lips then and there, but the slight widening of her eyes tells me maybe it’s too soon for her. “I love having you here. In this house.”

She exhales slowly and gives me a small smile.

“I love being here, Tate. With you.” Her hands smooth over the skin beneath my shirt and the waistband of my jeans. Fingertips gripping and pulling my hips down into the cradle of hers. I rock into her, letting her feel what she does to me. When she leans up to kiss me, it’s not frantic. It’s not slow either. She simply devours me with loud, open mouth kisses, only breaking apart long enough to pull off each other’s clothes. They go careening through the air in different directions.

She gets onto her hands and knees, pushing me back onto the pillows. An arm goes behind my head, propping me up and giving me the perfect view. Alli between my legs, taking my cock in her hand and licking me from base to tip.

“Fuuuck.”My hand immediately goes to her hair, wrapping it around my fist as she takes me into the back of her throat. It doesn’t take long before my body is drawing up tight, and I have to pull her off me, so I don’t embarrass myself. “You’re too good at that, baby.”

Her eyes drop as a rose shade of pink tints her cheeks. The sight of her, elbows and knees on the bed and her perfect ass in the air is almost too much to bear.

“Stay right there.” I make quick work of moving behind her. I grab her perfect ass with both hands, kneading and enjoying the view of her. “You are so gorgeous.”

Spreading her apart, I lean down and eat her pussy from behind.

A gasp escapes her. I don't stop. She reaches back and holds my head to her; her pants turn to chants as she careens towards that edge.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop,please don’t stop.”Alli whines. She presses back into my face. Her face drops to the sheets with a loud moan as she shatters on my tongue.

I continue my assault until she gently pushes my face away and sinks flat onto her belly. Her usually creamy skin is splotched, red with the exertion of an intense orgasm. I smack her ass, failing to keep the smug grin off my face.

I reach into my nightstand and pull out a condom, ripping it open with my teeth.

“Had guests before huh?” She quips breathlessly, but there’s no real bite to it. Still, I hold her gaze.

“Never, Darlin’.”

She flushes a glorious cherry red. I plant a kiss to the color on her cheek.

I line up and push inside her in one fluid motion. We both groan as I sink in deep, my hips flush against her. She flutters around me.

Hovering above her, I take her chin between my finger and thumb, turning her head to kiss her. She sucks hard on my lip as I pull out to the tip and slam back in. I don’t stop kissing her, my tongue stroking hers, as I thrust into her. My fingers intertwine with hers on the pillow. When I feel her come undone for me again, I go with her. My arms come around her, holding her tightly to me as I position us on our sides. Still inside her, still connected as one. I pet her damp hair away from her face, running my fingers through her strands. The same way she does to me. I kiss her shoulder. Her salty, sweet smellinvades my nose and buries somewhere in my chest. Those words are on the tip of my tongue, begging to be let out, when a tiny snore escapes her.

I gently untangle myself from her to clean us both up. I get myself dressed in boxers and pajama pants. Finding a nightgown in her luggage, I fold and put it on the nightstand for her, not wanting to wake her just yet.

Instead, I slide back into the same spot and pull her into my chest. She nuzzles into me, inhales deep and sighs, without opening her eyes.

“Mm, Tate. I love you.”

Chapter 29 -Allison

“Come on, Dad. I’m going to be ten in May,” Matty protests from our perch on the fence. “I’m big enough to ride Shadow.”

“Matty— no.” Tate shakes his head as he rolls his lasso back up and hands it to Hudson to practice roping the fake steer head again. “You have a horse, a steady one. We can take him on a ride later, but you’re not going near a bucking horse anytime soon.”

“Wanna show off a little?” Levi, Tate’s youngest brother, asks with a mischievous smirk.