Tame: Carter Kids #3 (5 page)

I nodded slowly, feeling his heart hammering against my hand.

"Only you do that to me, Thorn. Only you make my heart race like that," he told me before ducking his head and claiming my lips.

His kiss took my breath away and every argument before that moment seemed inconsequential.

He cupped my neck with both of his hands, drawing me closer, and I kissed him back deeply, pouring everything I had into it.

"I wasn't expecting this," Noah told me when he finally broke the kiss. Rubbing my cheekbones with his thumbs, his eyes drifted over my face, settling on my eyes. "I wasn't expecting you to burst into my world and shake the foundations of everything I've ever known."

"Well, it's not like I was prepared for you either," I replied, heart racing, as I fell deeper into his brown eyes.

In this moment, I wanted to drown in those brown depths.

"See this through with me," he said quietly. Moving his hand to cup my chin, he tilted my face upwards and sighed. "And I'll do better."

"I'm in, Noah," I replied, meaning every word as I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.

"Everything's gonna be okay, Thorn." Noah's arms came around me. "We'll get through this." 

I felt his affection in his touch, but as much as I tried to push it from my mind, I was swallowed up by the fact that he didn't acknowledge my fears about him forgiving me.

The way Noah had aptly changed the subject assured me that I had been dead on the money when I said I thought he never would.

"Here," Noah said when we were back in the car. Flicking through the iPod, he settled on a song and cranked up the volume. "This one's for you."

Nickelback's
I'd Come for You
blasted through the stereo.

I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across my face as I laid my head on Noah's shoulder and reveled in the words of his love song.

I wasn't entirely sure if Thorn had been serious or not about watching the video, but when I walked out of our ensuite bathroom and saw the laptop opened up on the bed, my dick was hard in an instant.

Wearing only a t-shirt, Teagan was sprawled across the bed on her stomach, with her feet in the air, and a frown on her face as she tapped furiously on the keyboard.

"Got it," she squealed excitedly. Looking up from the screen, she caught my eye and grinned. "Are you ready for this?"

"Go for it." I lowered myself onto the bed and readjusted the towel I had wrapped around my waist. I sure as hell wasn't about to pass up the opportunity to watch some porn with her.

Besides, I needed the distraction.

After my run in with Tommy earlier, I was feeling all worked up.

I didn't think two weeks off training to spend time with Teagan was too much to ask for.

I was under no illusions as to how little time I would be able to spend with her once the tour started.

It would be intense as hell traveling from state to state, sleeping in a different hotel room every night, and I needed to give Teagan as much of my attention as I could before it kicked off.

Knowing JD was lurking around the place wasn't exactly helping my mood either.

I knew the time would come when I would be put in a position where I would have to do some pretty fucking bad things to get that prick off my back permanently.

I had made peace with that.

On the flight home, I had come to terms with the fact that one of these days I was going to have to take him out.

But that day wasn't here yet.

Not when after seven long years, I finally had the girl.

Tonight I was focusing everything I had on my Thorn…

Teagan clicked play on the laptop and then quickly scrambled up the bed towards me. "I'm so nervous," she chuckled, tucking herself into my side.

“Stop fighting this. I know you feel it, too. This burning heat between us. This primal rawness…"

“Noah…”

"Oh my god," Teagan groaned, covering her eyes. "They didn't even bother to edit out our conversation."

I couldn't answer her.

My gaze was riveted to the screen where an eighteen-year-old version of myself was getting the seventeen-year-old version of Teagan onto her back.

"I was such a dick," I muttered in disgust as I watched myself strip her down and spread her open.

"You had some good moves back then," Teagan commented dryly as she peeked through her fingers. "For a teenage boy. You whipped my bra off faster than I could."

I knew enough about women to know that replying was a trap. There was no right answer in this circumstance and I couldn't lie if I wanted to.

Teagan knew I had a past. I'd screwed around when I was younger, fucked more than my fair share of girls in high school.

Come to think about it, I'd lost my virginity at twelve to a girl twice my age around the back of an old warehouse after a fight.

And I'd done plenty before that.

Christ, I'd been taking bras off women long before Teagan had grown enough breasts to fill one, but admitting that would mean almost certain castration.

Kyle and Lee's youngest boys entered my mind then and disgust filled me.

Cash and Casey were only seven years old. I was only a couple of years older than them when I started fucking around with girls. But they had parents who loved them to teach them right from wrong. They had a mother to show them affection. They would never have to seek it in the way I had…

“You’re a fast mover.”

“I just know what I need. I’ve been craving you underneath me ever since you went head to head with me in that black thong and t-shirt…”

The moans coming from the laptop dragged me out of my thoughts.

Turning my attention back to the screen, I watched the younger version of myself bury my face in Teagan's virgin pussy.

She was thrusting herself into my mouth and I was lapping it up like a fucking horned up teenager.

And then my bare ass was on full display as I slid a condom on my junk like a goddamn pro.

“Are you sure you want this?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Open your legs, Thorn. Wider…”

And then I was taking her. Right there on the floor of the elevator. Riding her hard like a goddamn animal.

Teagan was screaming bloody murder as she clawed at my back and dragged me down on her body.

"Mmmm…."

"Are you okay?"

"Uhhh…yessss…. don't…stop…"

My attention drifted from the screen to where Teagan was curled up beside me.

She was lying on her side with her cheek nuzzled into my chest, one thigh tossed over my legs, and she was rocking her hips against me.

I didn't think she realized she was doing it, but my dick certainly did.

The harder I fucked her in the video the more she rocked against me in real life. I could remember the smell of her that night; it was the same one as now – coconut scented shampoo and freedom.

I closed my eyes, breathing her in, reveling in her. Loving her more than she would ever know.

Her hand slipped beneath the towel that was covering me and the moment her fingers curled around my fully erect dick a hiss escaped my mouth.

My eyes flew open.

The feel of her flesh on mine fucked with every fiber of my being and set me on fire. 

Jesus, I was burning for her.

Thrusting myself into her touch, I watched Teagan as she watched us on the laptop.

She never took her eyes off the screen and I never took mine off her face.

“You were a virgin. You were so tight, but I just thought…I didn’t realize…”

Her hand moved faster, pulling hard…

“I was not a virgin, Noah. I was with my last boyfriend for three years. We had…”

Her thumb traced over the crown of my cock.

“Stop talking, Don’t talk to me about other guys.”

“Sex. He fucked me – a lot. Sorry to burst your little virgin bubble.”

She rubbed against me, rocking her hips gently.

“Your blood is on my cock. And your thighs are smeared with it. So stop fucking lying about who’s been inside you, Teagan, when it’s perfectly clear the only person who has had the pleasure of fucking you is me.”

The soft moan that escaped her lips drove me fucking wild with want.

“Go screw yourself, Noah…"

The bed dipped beside me.

“You already took care of that, Thorn!”

Teagan settled between my legs and lowered her face to take my dick in her mouth.

Cradling her cheek in my hand, I gently guided her, pushing myself deep inside her mouth before pulling back before she gagged. "I shouldn't have done that."

"Hmm?" Teagan hummed against my dick, head bobbing up and down, as she deep throated me.

"Taken you in that elevator," I groaned. My head fell back against the headboard when she cupped my balls. "You deserved better than a dirty fucking floor for your first time."

"You didn't know it was my first time," she whispered before taking me back in her mouth. Her blonde hair was like a pillowing blanket of white snow, splayed over my body. Looking down at her made my heart race so damn hard.

"But I knew it was
our
first time." Closing my eyes, I let out a sharp hiss when the head of my cock hit the back of her throat. "I should have…fuck." My hands were in her hair. "I should have done better with you." My thrusts were getting more urgent. "Been a better guy to you back then…"

Releasing my dick with a loud pop, Teagan leaned over my body and said, "We have twelve days until you officially start the tour." Kneeling back, she dragged my t-shirt that she was wearing over her head and dropped it down on the bed. "That's two hundred and eighty-eight hours of no interruptions."

My eyes roamed over her naked body, taking in every fucking inch of her beauty.

"We can lock ourselves away from the world," she continued to say as she pressed her hand against the bare skin of my chest and smiled down at me. "And spend every minute of those one hundred and twenty hours making it up to each other."

Grunting from the feel of her hand on my chest, I covered it with mine, and used my other arm to pull her down so that she was flush against me.

"You had me the moment you walked your sexy little ass out of your uncle's house and tossed that can of paint on my car and you know it." Stroking her cheekbone with my thumb, I exhaled a shaky breath. "I love you, Teagan Connolly, pain in my ass, thorn in my side." Smirking, I added, "I love you hard."

"Why?" One small word from her lips that let me know Teagan wasn't as confident and uncaring as she let the world think she was. "Why me, Noah?" she added quietly.

"Because you never try to impress me, but you end up impressing me anyway," I told her honestly. "You're completely yourself whether we're alone, or in a room with fifty others. And you saw the good in me before anyone else realized there was any good to be found." I brushed her hair out of her eyes, tucking the long blonde strands behind her ears.

"You follow your heart," I continued to say. "You're vicious, spontaneous and reckless. And you love with the whole of your heart, regardless of the consequences." Sighing, I added, "I think the question you should be asking is how could I
not
love you?"

"Wow," she whispered after a long pause. Slapping my chest, she sighed, "I think you just might have made me pregnant with those words."

"Shut up, you little fruitcake," I laughed.

Rolling her onto her back, I hovered over her, careful not to press my full weight down on her tiny frame. Teagan might be a loudmouth, but she was dainty…willowy… fragile.

I was constantly checking myself when it came to this little spitfire.

"You make me happy," I confessed, rubbing her nose with mine. "I've never had that before you."

Another truth.

This woman brought to the surface emotions inside of me that I'd long since buried.

She reminded me of a summer evening during childhood when the sun shone high in the sky and youth rolled out before you like a never-ending carpet of possibilities.

"You make me whole," she replied before lifting her face up and claiming my lips with hers.

"Damn, Thorn, you can't say shit like that to me," I groaned against her lips. "And expect me not to eat you up whole."

"Eat me up whole?" Teagan waggled her brows. "That sounds like it could be fun."

Rolling away from me, Teagan threw herself onto her back and grinned devilishly up at my face.

"Come on, Messina," she teased, folding her arms behind her head, her hazel eyes taunting me. "Ravish me! Go right ahead and eat me up whole."

My lip curled up as I studied her pretty face. I couldn't fucking help it.

Pulling myself onto my knees, I faked a sigh and tugged the sides of her panties downwards.

"The things I do for you," I muttered before lowering my mouth to rest between the apex of her thighs.

"Yeah, because it's such an ordeal for you, right?" Thorn shot back without a missing a beat. 

That's my girl…

The second my tongue touched her swollen clit Teagan's hands were in my hair, pulling on me like she was riding a goddamn horse.

"Oh my god," she mewled, thrusting her hips upwards to my awaiting mouth. "Yes…fuck, Noah, please…hmm."

Her enthusiasm drove me on, pushing me.

The little puffs of air she exhaled were all the encouragement I needed.

Running my tongue lengthways up her slit, I slipped two fingers inside her tight pussy and used my tongue to press down hard on her clit, giving her that pressure she was crying out for.

"Yes…" she cried out, breathless. "God…baby…"

I stopped mid-stroke and sat back on my haunches.

The shit eating grin on my face was spreading from ear to ear as I watched my little Thorn writhe on the bed.

"Wha-why'd you stop?" Teagan cried out in frustration.

Clamoring to support herself, she rested her weight on trembling elbows and glared through her spread thighs.

"What the hell is so funny?" she demanded in a throaty tone of voice.

"You are," I told her, not trying to hide my amusement. "You called me baby."

"Yeah," she replied in confusion as she blinked rapidly. "So?"

Grabbing at my hair, she pushed my head back down.

"I thought you said I wasn't supposed to call you baby?" Trailing my finger down between her glistening lips, I dipped my tongue inside her, groaning when the sweet taste of her juices touched my tongue.

"Stop talking," she mewled, tugging on my hair, "and start eating."