Fighting Me (11 page)

R
ocking Brannon
in the living room of the main house, I watch his eyes start to droop. Jasmine has been playing dress up with her dolls ever since we got back from our little day trip with Henry. While the kids napped on the boat, we talked. Henry told me about Hunter and Aiden as teenagers while I laughed at how little has changed with Hunter. We talked about music, and movies, even the weather.

When the kids woke up, they ate their snack, while Henry took his time heading back. I pointed out dolphins and other wildlife, even spotting a huge turtle and pointing it out to Brannon. Henry shocked me by letting the kids play Captain some and I giggled at how proud they both were when everyone on the beach spotted them driving the boat and started waving and shouting.

Right now, though, it’s calm and quiet. As soon as we got back, I disappeared to shower, wanting to have a minute to myself before everyone left for the night. After dinner and Jasmine giving a riveting minute by minute play-by-play of the day to everyone else at the table, I gave them both baths to wash away the sand and salt water. Now it is quiet, minus Brannon’s snoring and Jazzie’s giggles. Everyone else is at the lagoon for the bachelor and bachelorette party tonight. Henry and Mack come to check on us regularly, even though I told them we can handle a night alone.

A cool breeze blows in the opened doors from the beach and you can hear the waves crashing in and out. It’s a pretty good ending to a great day.

Standing to my feet, I carry the baby to Gray and Daisy’s bedroom and place him the portable crib. Walking back out to the living room, I see Jazzie curled up with her dolls, nearly asleep herself. “Come on, princess,” I say, walking over and lifting her from the floor. “Let’s put away the tiara and get you into bed.”

“I’ve never been so happy that Grayson and I eloped. I’m exhausted,” Daisy says, walking through the door. “Is the baby asleep?” she asks, scanning the room as she stretches her arms above her head.

I nod. “Yeah, just laid him down actually.”

“Oh good,” she sighs, kicking off her sandals. “I’m headed there too. How about I take Jazzie with me too and you can go join the fun for a bit?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I already told everyone that since I’m wiped, I’d tag you in to take my place.” Walking over, she takes Jazzie from my arms. “Tell Hunter and Chase she’s in with me and the baby and go have some fun.”

Nodding, I walk over and slip into my sandals by the door. “Thanks, Daisy.”

Stepping out the door, I make my way up the beach toward the trail that leads to the secluded lagoon on the other side of the island. Solar torches light the way through the trees and shrubs, making it easier to see in the darkness.

The music and laughter grows louder. I can hear water splashing and one of the girls squealing. An arm comes around my middle, pulling me from the trail and into the trees. A hand covers my mouth just as I go to scream for help. Fuck. I struggle, then feel lips at my ear. “Just me, Firecracker.” Henry’s teeth graze my earlobe, tugging gently. “Don’t scream.”

His hand slides down from my mouth to cup my breast through my black tank top. My body melts into his, my eyes drifting closed as his other hand slides into the front of my shorts, cupping me through my underwear as his lips work their way down my neck. Reaching behind me, I grab Henry’s biceps, grounding me to him as he forces my legs farther apart. “Henry,” I pant, unable to catch my breath.

Then I’m moving.

Henry spins me in his arms, his hands coming to rest on my ass as he hoists me up so my mouth lines up with his before crushing his lips to mine. His tongue thrusts into my mouth, no holds barred. He kisses me hard and rough, and I love it. His fingers dig into my ass, holding me firmly to his body. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him back just as fiercely.

Sucking my bottom lip into his mouth, he grazes it with his teeth. I cling to his shoulders, my fingernails digging into his bare skin. Henry leans back against a tree, sliding down until he’s sitting in the grass. His hands go into my hair, cupping the back of my head as my hips roll into him. Ripping my lips from his, I press a kiss to his shoulder before sliding back enough to make a trail down his chest, wanting to kiss and lick every inch of him. The fact that we are just outside the lagoon doesn’t matter right now, the fact that we could be seen any second is lost to the hunger I have for this man. His touch lights a fuse that only he can extinguish, and right now, that’s the only thing I can see.

My fingers drift down his chest, stopping just above the tie on his trunks. I want to rip them away and watch his eyes as I ride his cock. I need the release I know he will give me.

“Fuck me, it’s so hot when you talk like that,” Henry growls.

Did I say that out loud?

Wrapping his arms around me, he pulls me to him and attacks my mouth with greedy swipes of his tongue. His hips thrust up into me, grinding his erection into me so that it presses against my throbbing clit. I gasp into his mouth and roll my hips, needing more friction.

“Come on,” Henry says, breaking the kiss. Standing to his feet, he runs his thumb over my kiss swollen lips.

“Where are we going?” I ask, the last thing I want to do is go to the lagoon now.

“I can’t wait another minute to be inside you, Rae.” Easing me down, Henry takes my hand. “I’m not about to have the first time I’m inside you be out here with my back to a tree. I want you naked, screaming my name as you come on my cock. I want to watch you fall apart over and over without any interruptions.”

Henry leads me back up the trail away from the lagoon, toward the beach. Instead of going up the path to the house, he heads for the dock. The boat? Releasing my hand, he hops over the railing and onto the boat before reaching for my hand to help me onboard.

“Just so you know,” he says, leading me below deck to the bedroom. Opening the door, I see the bedside lamp is on and the bed is turned down. The room isn’t big by any means, and I have a hard time seeing Henry sleep on the full sized fold out bed anytime soon without folding himself three times to do so. “I did have a plan for us after the party.”

Kicking out of my shoes, I pull my tank over my head, exposing my braless breasts. “Here I thought you just hung out in the shadows and waited to pounce.”

Henry’s goes stock still for a minute, making me question my witty comment. Stepping up to him, I reach up and pull the sunglasses from his face. “You won’t need these” I say, tossing them to the chair in the corner. “I want to see your eyes, Henry.”

Wrapping his arms around me, his fingers slide up and down my back as he stares into my eyes. I stare right back, wanting to drown in the green pools because they pull me in. They seem so deep, so far away, but I want nothing more than to see everything reflected in them.

His fingers pop the button on my shorts before sliding them and my panties down my thighs, letting them fall to the floor. Lifting me free of them, he carries me over to the bed and flops me down on the mattress. Kicking out of his shoes, he yanks off his socks, his eyes never leaving mine as I watch him from the bed. My eyes drift down his chest, absorbing his ink and the small clustering of black hair that covers some of his chest and runs down his abdomen, disappearing beneath his shorts.

His fingers grab the tie on his shorts and he shoves them down his thighs freeing his erection. What the hell is that? I do a double take, my eyes clearly have to be the size of truck tires, as he strokes up and down the large, thick shaft.

Spreading my thighs, Henry settles between my legs. “I’m going to make you come on my tongue, baby. Want you soaking for me before I give us what we really want,” he says, running a finger along my inner thigh. His thumb finds my clit, flicking and circling slowly. “You’re gonna ride my fuckin’ face, then, you’ll climb on top of me and make yourself come on my cock.”

If you say so, dude. There’s no way that thing is going to fit inside me. I’m tempted to ask if he’s having an allergic reaction instead of a hard on, but I don’t want to ruin the moment. All I can picture is one of those stupid Sit ‘n Spin toys we used to have in the day care room. The nickname “Big Man” fits, that’s for sure.

Rolling so that his back is to the mattress, Henry grabs my hips with both hands and pulls me up his chest. Lifting me, he grins up at me wickedly before pulling me down onto his face. His tongue swipes my clit before sucking it between his lips. My hands go to the headboard, holding on for dear life, as he grinds his face into my pussy causing all my previous thoughts to disappear.

Sliding a hand to my ass, he guides my hips. A growl leaves his lips, vibrating my clit so hard it sends me into a frenzy. Adjusting my grip on the headboard, I rock into his mouth, unable to keep the slower pace he is directing. His fingers dig into my ass, holding me firm as his other hand wraps around my hip in an effort to halt my movements.

“Fuck!” I scream, throwing my head back.

There’s no build up; my orgasm slams into me. I collapse against the headboard as I ride it out, crying out as I hold on for dear life. He doesn’t stop. Instead, Henry tilts my pelvis, thrusting his tongue into my pussy while one of his hands moves up to tug on my nipple ring. It’s sensory overload.

My body shakes as Henry eases me to my side on the bed, tucking me into him. His hands slide up my sides, stopping to cup my breasts as he meets my eyes. One hand disappears into my hair, cupping the back of my head as he pulls me closer. His tongue skims my bottom lip. “Fuckin’ addictive,” he says, pressing his lips to mine. “Taste how sweet you are, baby?” he asks between kisses.

Pressing my body to his, I moan into his mouth, getting lost in his kiss. This makes twice he has gotten me off without anything for himself. Now, it’s my turn.

Moving my lips down his jaw, I push against his chest, making it clear that I want him on his back. Parting my lips, I circle his nipple with my tongue before moving down his chest. Henry’s hands fist in my hair as I make it down to his hip bone and nip it with my teeth. “Fuck,” he growls, making me want to fist pump the air. Instead, I brace myself up on his hips, my eyes widening at the black script just above his cock.

Looking up at Henry, I giggle. “What’s that?” I ask, running my finger along the words “rub for good luck”.

Covering his face with his arm, he sighs. “That is the only time I’ll ever lose a bet to Hunter Chesterfield.” I can see his face redden a bit, but he smiles, no doubt reliving the memory.

“I think I need to hear more about this.”

“Only one way he’s tellin’ that story,” he chuckles. “It’d have to be my eulogy.”

Covering my mouth, I stifle my laughter. The always serious Henry has been long gone today and I like it. Don’t get me wrong, intimidating Big Man is hot as hell, but I like this part of him. Looking down, I place my hands on his knees, fanning out my fingers to span more of his thick, muscular legs as I move upward.

Leaning down, I circle the head of his cock, licking a drop of wetness from the tip. Arching his back, he thrusts his hips up. A loud groan leaves his lips and the only thought in my head right now is needing to hear him do it again. My hands flatten on his hips, holding him where I want him. Parting my lips, I lean down and suck just the head into my mouth. Swirling my tongue, I feel him shudder. Taking one of my hands, I wrap it around the base, stroking up and down as I take more of him into my mouth.

“That’s it, baby, your mouth is amazing.”

His words excite me, they make me more daring. Hollowing my cheeks, I take him into my mouth to the back of my throat before swallowing around him. Henry’s shoves my hair over my shoulder so he can see my face. I lock eyes with him, letting him slide out of my mouth slowly before taking him in again. His eyes are hooded as he watches. He doesn’t say anything, but I can pretty much read his thoughts as he reaches down and covers my hand with his, slowing my strokes and applying pressure.

Leaning back, I sit on my heels and grin at him. “What do you want, Henry?” I ask, even though I can pretty much tell where this is going.

“You.” Reaching out, he grabs a condom and a bottle of lube from the nightstand. “Thankfully, someone had extra so I helped myself.”

Sitting up with his back to the headboard, Henry drops the lube beside him and tears the foil of the condom with his teeth. I watch the latex stretch as he rolls it down his length. Grabbing the bottle, Henry squirts it into his hand and strokes slowly from base to tip. “Take my hands and guide yourself down on me, baby.”

Taking his hands, I straddle his hips and take just the tip of him into me. I gasp, sliding down onto another inch as he guides it into me. “Shit! I need a second,” I gasp. Fuck, he might tear me in two, but it feels so good.

“Fuck! You’re so goddamn tight, Rae,” Henry groans, closing his eyes. “You’ve gotta move, I can’t take much more.”

I lower more, taking him into me inch-by-inch. My eyes drift closed and I moan at the fullness. I’m stretched to the hilt and he wants me to move! Moving my hands to his shoulders, I blow out the breath I’ve been holding and move.

Up and down, I roll my hips, feeling every inch of him move inside me. His head lulls back against the headboard and his mouth parts as he takes ragged breaths. My hands slip from his, running over the ink on his biceps to grip his shoulders as I ride him. “I want to watch your eyes, baby.” I pant.

Instantly, they fly open and I get the blazing green. “Get yourself there, baby, I won’t last like this.” His rough hands run along my back; my skin burns and my body aches for his touch. Grinding down, my clit hits his pelvis every time making me moan. Henry grins, his fingers finding my nipples, tugging and rolling them between his fingers. Throwing my head back, I cry out as I grind down on him, setting me off into an orgasm that damn near tears me in half.

Henry crushes his lips to mine, swallowing my cries as he thrusts his hips up, his thighs slapping against my ass. Reaching between us, his thumb finds my clit and he growls into my mouth as he drives me toward another release that I am certain will kill me. Rolling us, Henry deepens the kiss, pinning my hands above my head as he drives into me his body pressing into mine.