Page 113 of Bonded to You


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“What do you want from me?” He keeps his hands on my forearms to keep himself steady.

My eyebrows pinch together. “Isn’t it obvious? I want you to stop leaving me.” I shake my head. “How am I supposed to hang on to you when you keep slipping away? Justwaitfor me.”

“I’m selfish, Brad. I want to have you.Allof you.Now.”

I suck in a breath. “So, have me.” I stand up straight, fumbling with my belt buckle.

“What?” Noah’s eyes red, and tear-rimmed, drop to my fingers.

We’re too deep in this to ever walk away from each other, and I know he feels it too.

“Make love to me. Claim me like I’ve claimed you.” I drop my pants to my ankles and once they’re off, I close the distance between us, crushing my lips to his. Feeling the depth of our raw connection. A tether we’ll never break.

He grabs my waist as I shove him back against the tailgate. Reaching behind him, I knock it down, giving him somewhere to sit, and I’m met with a sharp gasp pressed against my mouth.

His hand quickly finds the blanket I’d stashed on the truck bed at the last minute. When he throws it aside to make room, his eyes widen as his fingers close around something long and firm.

“Is that…?” He lifts the veiny, thick purple dildo, gripping it in his hand. “Is this mine?”

“I found it in your room.” I smile before humming into his neck.

He laughs under his breath, shaking his head as his mouth finds mine again. “You sneaky bastard,” he teases, nipping at my bottom lip. “Planning on fucking me with it?”

I hesitate, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. “No.” I wet my lips, trying to find the courage inside of me to do what I came here to do. “I want you to fuckme.”

His brows knit as his eyes curiously look over my face. He grips my hips and spins us, pressing me back against the tailgate instead. Deepening our kiss, I melt into his forcefulness.

This is what I needed. I’ve been in control for far too long.

I need to feel him want this—want me—just as badly as I do.

“Come on, Noah. Show me how bad I’ve been. Show me,” I demand, pulling him close.

He looks over my shoulder and hurriedly pushes down my boxers, freeing me from my restraints. Reaching around my waist, he grips my cheeks, spreading me apart. His fingers inch toward my asshole until I feelthe soft pressure of his fingertip, circling my rim and sending tingles throughout my whole body.

“Don’t be scared of me, baby. Open me up.” I breathe, leaning more into the cab and tilting my hips so he has a better angle. Noah steps in between my legs, staring down at how exposed I am. Completely vulnerable to him. That’s how I am, that’s how I’ll always be.

He pushes his shorts down in one smooth motion, his erection catching the moonlight between us.

“There you are.Fuck, I missed you,” I groan, reaching out between us to grab a fistful of his beautiful dick.

He rests the dildo on my bottom lip, staring at my waiting mouth. “Spit on it,” he orders, quietly.

I stare at his beautiful face as I pool some saliva in my mouth, and drip it slowly on the plastic. Since finding it, this dildo and I have become well acquainted. After lathering it up in the shower, it’s basically mine.

Once satisfied, Noah places it at the edge of my hole, slowly circling my hole before inching it in.

“I can’t believe you put this in without me.” He shakes his head, eyes mesmerized by my ass swallowing the toy.

I try to keep a steady breath. “Stay and you’ll get to watch next time.”

His eyes pinch shut. “Oh God, that sounds amazing.”

I cough a gasp as he presses the dildo further inside of me, before slipping it out. The burn stings, but it's manageable.

His eyes whip open, panic on his brow. “Shit, we should have lube.”

“I don’t care. I want it to hurt.” I groan.