My eyes widen.
Oh. Wow.
Tazen’s cock is beautiful. It’s long and thick, but not too much of either. It’s the perfect size, not so big it’ll hurt and not so small you wonder if it’s in. He’s perfectly structured and I can’t tear my eyes away from the throbbing thick length that is now in his hand being stroked while his other hand is reaching into his jeans pocket. I watch in fascination and a little terror as he pulls out a condom and tears it open with his teeth. Then he rolls it over himself and steps closer to me.
“Need to fuck you so badly it hurts. Tell me if it’s too much, but I gotta get in there, baby.”
He can get in there any day of the week.
I nod and a flutter of nerves hits my belly. It’s been a long time since I’ve done this, and I’ve only ever done it once. Will it hurt like it did back then? Panic swells in my chest as Tazen spreads my legs wider and presses the thick tip to my entrance. He pushes it in slightly and I gasp from a mix of pleasure and pain. Tazen notices and stares down at me. “Fuck, it’s been a long time. You want me to warm you up some more?”
I love that he’s offering that, but I don’t want him to stop. I want him inside me and I want it to happen right now.
“No,” I whisper. “Don’t stop.”
His eyes grow hooded as he pushes in deeper. I groan as he fills me, inch by inch. The mix of pleasure and pain isn’t unpleasant. The more he fills me, the more pleasure takes over and pain is forgotten. With a ragged groan, he jerks his hips and fills me completely. I drop my head back and gasp his name as a million sensations take over my body.
“God dammit,” he grinds out. “So fucking sweet.”
“Tazen,” I pant. “More.”
He gives me more. He slides his cock out and then sinks it back in and we both let out long, pleasured groans. Then he takes hold of my hips and he fucks me. He fucks me just the way I asked. He does it slow but deep, his hips creating the perfect rhythm for this thrusting. His head is dropped forward, his eyes on mine, but his jaw is so tight I can see the muscles jumping there.
He wants to let go.
From the pleasure rocketing through my body, racing for the finish line, I’d be happy for that to happen.
“Let go,” I pant. “Fuck me harder.”
His eyes flash with something animalistic, and he lets go.
His thrusts go from long and deep, to short and fast. The sounds of our skin slapping and panting, breathy moans are the only thing filling the small space. My back arches as an incredible sensation fills my lower regions. I feel myself winding tighter and tighter as that amazing feeling looms closer.
“Fuck,” Tazen grunts. “You’re going to come for me, baby. You just got so fucking tight.”
Come? That’s what’s going to happen?
God, if it feels as amazing as it’s promising to be, I never want it to stop.
“Tazen,” I yell as that sensation reaches its peak.
I explode. Pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever felt dances through my body as Tazen thrusts hard to keep it there. My knees wobble, my toes curl, my hands slap the desk beneath me and I scream. I scream his name, I swear and I convulse as the most amazing sensation takes over my body. I can feel my sex clenching and spasming around his cock, and by the sounds being wrenched from his throat, he likes that.
“Can’t,” he grunts. “Hold on.”
He throws his head back, showing me a gorgeous corded neck, and bellows my name as everything comes to a standstill and he thrusts deeply, then stops. I can feel his cock pulsing inside me, and color rises to my cheeks when I realize he’s coming. He’s coming inside me, because of me. That feeling makes everything inside my body feel warm. I can’t take my eyes off him as I watch his face go through all the motions of pleasure, from his jaw tightening to it suddenly going slack.
God. Yes.
He finally looks down at me, and his eyes are flaring with something intense. He pulls out slowly and reaches down, cupping my cheek in his rugged, rough hand. “I’m going to get something to clean you up, okay?”
I nod, unable to find my words after that amazing sex.
He pulls his jeans up and disappears out of the office. A moment later he returns with a clean, damp towel. He cleans me up and my heart falls a little more in love with this man.Love?
I blink. Love. Why would I say love? I don’t love Tazen Watts … do I? No, of course not. I barely even like him. Yes, I’m infatuated by him, but it’s against my better judgment, and I certainly don’t love him. If I’m being honest, I know that I could love him and that scares the hell out of me.
“Hey.”
I jerk and look over to see Tazen staring at me.
“You okay?”
I nod, biting my bottom lip. His eyes drop to that and his jaw gets tense again. “Keep biting that lip and I might just have to see how many rounds I can go before the guys get here.”
My cheeks grow pink and he smiles. “Angel is blushing, that surprises me.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re always so tough.”
“Yeah,” I say, pushing up off the desk. “Well, don’t get used to it.”
He chuckles.
Stepping closer he takes my hands and helps me stand. “How’s your head?”
“It feels fine now,” I say honestly, because it does. I have a slight burn in my forehead but there’s no pounding.
“Do you want me to take you to the hospital?”
“Do I need to be stitched?”
He shakes his head. “No, it looked worse than it is. It’s just a small split, but nothing that won’t heal normally.”
I nod. “Then I’ll be fine.”
He narrows his eyes. “If you have any problems at all, you tell me, yeah?”
“Yeah, Tazen.”
He reaches out, curling his fingers around the back of my neck, forcing me to step closer to him. He keeps his big, warm hand there as he speaks. “I’ve wanted that since I first laid eyes on you, Quinn. I know I fucked up taking this garage from you, and since then we’ve done nothing but taunt each other, but I truly am fucking sorry for hurting you.”
“I know you are,” I say in a soft voice.
“It’s time for it to stop. If you’re still interested, I’ll let you step in more with the cars, but no more pranks.”
“I agree.”
He nods, leaning down and kissing my lips softly. “I got a car to get cracking on. You good?”
I nod, staring into his beautiful eyes. “Yeah.”
“Get dressed and I’ll make sure no one comes in here. Come out when you’re ready.”
He turns and walks out of the office and I quickly pull my clothes back on. I find a spare pair of coveralls, pull them on and then tie my hair up. My body is still alive and so every movement reminds me of the intense pleasure I just experienced with Tazen. I’m sure I will feel that all day, it was that good.
When I’m ready, I head out into the garage. All the guys are there, starting their day. Kellan and Rick both stare at me as I go past, and their eyes widen. “What the hell happened to your head?” Rick asks.
I give him an ugly glare. “Like you don’t already know.”