Tirone (The Night Skulls MC #2)(4)

My arms slid under her ass, and in one swift move, I carried her over my shoulder. She banged her little fists on my back, kneeing me in the ribs, as I headed to the bedroom. Her teeth scraped my neck, and then sharp pain speared my skin. Shit. Had she just bitten me?

Ignoring the pains she was inflicting upon my body—compared to the pain in my blue balls and the wounds forming in my heart they were nothing—I stormed into the bedroom and dropped her on the sheets.

She continued to fight me—she was really strong for a girl—when I pinned her down and straddled her. I wondered why she wasn’t going for my face with her nails or even screaming for help. They were the easiest defenses she could have used. “Get off me, Tirone. Get off me or I’ll never forgive you.”

“Not before I expose your lies.” I pulled the sunglasses off her face and tossed them aside. She shied away, but I forced her attention back on my face with my grip on her chin. “Not before I punish you for them.”

I shoved my knee between her thighs. She pulled them together, squeezing hard, but I managed to spread them apart. My hand crawled under her gown and found the elastic of her panties.

“No. No, Ty. No,” she whimpered, kicking, pushing me off with all her might.

I forced her wrists on top of each other and squeezed them in my grip. Should I tie her? She’d look so hot tied in bed while I… I snapped myself out of it before I lost control. There would be another night for that, but not tonight. “Hushh. I’ve been patient and understanding, but you lied to me. You tried to leave me. Now, you’ll take your punishment without so much of a word.”

“No. I won’t let you, Ty. This… I won’t let you.”

“What is this, Jo?” My fingers dipped under her panties, and both of us swallowed. The shiver of her body as I touched her mound almost drove me out of my fucking mind. “What is this you think I’m gonna do to you?” I parted her lips and slid one finger inside her pussy, watching her gasp.

She was suddenly silent, except for her catching breath, her unreadable eyes holding mine in the dark. Although I expected it, the slick wetness that coated the tip of my finger in abundance made me suck a breath between my teeth in a hiss. “What is this?”

My tongue darted to lick my lips. Her stare dropped to my mouth as her breathing accelerated. I lifted my finger so slowly to my lips, watching her face following me, and sucked her off my finger. “Fuck. You taste so fucking sweet…even when you lie.”

“Fine. You caught me. You punished me. Are you done?”

I blew an unhurried sigh out on her face, and enjoyed the way her eyes rolled. “Haven’t even started yet.” I smeared her wetness on her mouth. “And something tells me you’re as anticipating for my punishment as I am.” Her eyes glinted in the dark, and her tits rose with a trembling breath. “Taste yourself for me. Maybe, you’ll know how crazy you can make me, Jo.”

Without any resistance, her little tongue peeked out and licked her arousal. I pictured her doing the same when it was my cum on her lips. “Happy?” she mocked.

“A little.”

“I told you I wasn’t going to let you—”

“Let me what, Jo? You think I’ll hurt you like this? You think I’ll rape you?”

She scowled at me. “You kissed me without consent, twice, and you’re pinning me down in bed, saying you were going to punish me. What am I supposed to think?”

“And yet you didn’t utter a single scream for help. What am I supposed to think?” Did she want me to force her? Did she want me to take her against her will so she wouldn’t blame herself for it? I wouldn’t let our first time be tainted by anything but passion and euphoria, not guilt or fear. Shame didn’t belong to us. What we were having was epic and right. I wouldn’t allow her to feel otherwise. My grip eased on her wrists. Then I drew back, moving my knee out of her way.

Instantly, she bolted out of the bed. I, on the other hand, kicked off my sneakers and made myself comfortable. “I heard you the other day talking to Mrs. Williams. You told her you had trouble sleeping, and that was why you wore those shades all the time. To hide the circles under your eyes. I’d like to help with that.”

“What?” Perplexed was an understatement of the face she was making.

“Get ready for bed. I’ll be waiting.”

Even in the dark, I could see her brows hook. “That’s not why I wear sunglasses. I’m photophobic, and the lights hurt my eyes.”

“Then why can you not sleep?”

“I sleep just f—”

I rolled fast, had her in my grip again and cupped her pussy a little too harsh. “Don’t you dare lie to me again. I can see those circles and tired eyes.”

She gulped, moaning a little. “Okay. I get nightmares.”

I sighed, embracing her, and then my lips pressed against her forehead in a long kiss. “One day you’re gonna tell me everything about them, but tonight, I’m here to help you sleep.”

“H-how?”

“I’ll take you in my arms all night and scare them away.”

“That’s…”

“If you say wrong one more time—”

“I was going to say sweet.”

My palms cradled her beautiful face. “I can be sweet for you, baby. I can bow at your feet and beg for mercy if that means you’ll take me. Please don’t ever set me free. You’re my jailer. I’m your slave. Yours forever until I go to the grave.”