He wants me to think of this as my permanent home, but how can I when we’re just dating? Hell, we’re more like roommates. He hasn’t let me go into his forge. We share the same bed, but that’s it. He doesn’t even know if I’m terrible at sex. Maybe once he has me, that desire, hunger, might fade. I’ve seen it happen to people. Oh my goodness. What if he’s already regretting this? I’m probably nothing but a burden to him.
“Hey, beautiful. Where are you?”
“What?”
“You’re in that head of yours again.”
“Nothing much. I’m thinking about how you won’t let me into your forge.”
“It’s not that I don’t let you in there. I just figured you didn’t want to go.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s full of knives, Precious.”
“Well, so is the kitchen, but I find myself in there.”
“I suppose you make a great point. If you want to come in, just come in. I’ll keep it unlocked.”
“Fine. I’m not going to tell you when. I’m just going to pop in.”
“Okay. I just ask that you be careful. Everything in there can get really hot and dangerous.”
“I will. I’ll do my best to keep my distance.”
“What brings you in here?”
“I came for a drink. I finished all my water.” He kisses my cheek before walking into the kitchen to grab a cold drink.
“Well, I’m going to take a shower and then read a book.”
“That’s good.” He sets the cup in the sink. “Give me a kiss before you go.” I comply with a plan in mind. As soon as we break apart, I hurry to our bedroom for a nice shower.
An hour later, I’m ready to sneak in on him while he’s working. I make my way through the large backyard and to the massive, barn-like structure in the back. I pull the steel door and surprisingly, it’s unlocked. I step inside and become mesmerized by the scene before me.
He stands there in his forge, pounding on the steel to make a new blade. Sweat beads down his chest as he bends the metal to his will. My body aches in ways only he can relieve—to use those rough hands on me, hammering into me with such power. I moan and his eyes find mine; they darken, heated with the same lust that’s in me.
Chapter Nine
Blade
This is the first time Jules has come into my workspace, and fuck me, is it a sight. The heat is already building beads of sweat between her ample cleavage in that sexy dress she has on. It’s been a week of holding Jules close without being balls deep in her like I want to be.
The expression on her face is one of pure lust. I nearly send the steel to the ground, missing the hammer strike. She swallows hard, and her tongue peeks out from her lips. I never expected her to come out here, considering there are knives galore and she should be scared, but Jules is always surprising me.
"Baby, you can't look at a man like that." Fuck, she’s staring at me like she wants me to do bad things to her.
"Why? Are you tempted?"
"For you, always."
"It doesn't seem like it. I've been lonely, longing for you, and here you are pounding away on these things instead of giving me the pounding you promised."
"I didn't want to wear you out, but since you're saying I'm slacking in providing for your needs, I must make amends."
"Ooh, I guess Pride & Prejudice got to you."
"I want to see your color heightened from exercise too," I growl, reaching for the gas and turning off the forge. Leaving my tools right where they are and tossing my gloves onto my workbench, I stalk toward my woman. She takes a step outside the door, eyes daring, chest rising and falling as I shrink the distance between us. Turning on her heel, she takes off toward the house and through the back door. I rush inside, hoping she doesn't fall. I know most of her aches have passed, but I've neglected the one that keeps returning. My poor girl's horny as hell, and it's time I gave us both what we need.
"Jules, where are you, my sweet?" I ask with a smirk, seeing her shadow just in the hall. "Here, here, my pet. Where are you?" She lets out the cutest giggle that makes my heart tighten. I love this woman, and the more I learn about her, the more my obsession intensifies. She has no idea that while she sleeps, I slip out of bed and stroke my cock until I come on her panties, her bras, whatever I can get, jerking like a fucking sick animal when I really want to be balls deep inside her warmth, marking my territory repeatedly.
I reach around the hall and catch her before she can reach the bottom step. I'm careful to keep my hold light, but my brat wiggles right out of it, making sure to rub her ass on my cock before she breaks free. I give chase as she runs up the stairs and into our room. She's right where I want her. Hell, I'll take her anywhere, but for our first time, I want her to feel worshipped like she should be.
She slams the door shut just as I reach the top of the stairs, giggling the entire time. I shake my head, because she's only increasing my excitement. I need to be in my girl without a doubt. I grip the handle and twist, hearing the mechanism move and opening. I slide inside the room and watch as she sits on the bed, naked and panting from the exercise.
"You do look ravishing after exercise," I grunt, kicking off my shoes as I grip my belt and tug it free. "You see this? It should be on your pretty ass."
"Why?"
"Because you've been an awfully bad girl, running around and not being careful. You can't be hurting my greatest treasure, Jules."
"Well, damn it. Why are you so sweet? I'm horny. My pussy's throbbing, and you're gonna make me cry. I want you to bring that sweaty body over here and possess me."
"Fuck—you keep that talk up, and I'm going to nut in my pants."
"Then take them off. I want to see that massive cock you have pressed against my big ass every night." I grip the fucker, who jerks with every dirty thing that escapes her lips.
"You want to see it; I'll give you a close-up."
"Promises, promises." She teases, slipping her finger between her pouty lips where she gives it a good suck. I close my eyes and groan. Shucking my pants and briefs down, I let my needy girl see my big dick. She climbs off the bed and drops down in front of me. I'm going to come at least once tonight. She reaches for the heavy length; her long, red-painted nails stand out against my thickness.
"I can't get my hand around it. You're going to tear my pussy apart, aren't you?"
"Over and over. Now, part those lips and take him into your mouth. I want to see what you can do to me, baby." Her lips swallow the tip and I nearly nut, groaning loudly.
"Oh no. Did I do something wrong? I've never done this before."
"Fuck, no. Baby, it's perfect. I'm just not going to last." She starts pumping my girth and then takes me down as far as she can. I grip her hair, doing my best not to lose control, but I'm well past gone.
I thrust my hips and then pull off before I come in her mouth. "Fuck, I'm going to come." She leans forward and sucks me back between her lips and moans. I let go, gripping her head, and fuck her pretty face until I roar out my orgasm, sending jets of cum down her slender throat. Finally, she lets me go and I nearly fall on my ass. Quickly, I get my balance and pick her ass up off the floor. The first thing I do is kiss the hell out of her. I don't give a shit that she just swallowed my load. I taste me on her, reminding me that I've marked her with me, and I'm by no means done.