his mind.
His relationship with her hadn’t been everything he wanted it to be. In their
years together she never once allowed him to tie her down or to be in control.
She’d been too afraid and frightened of the real man he was. For some reason
she’d built up this imaginary persona of who he was in her mind. The first time
he’d held her down and fucked her hard, she’d screamed at him. He remembered
the fear and couldn’t bring himself to try again. At least their problems had
never gotten out to the club. No one knew they were not matched together, but
he still loved her.
After that incident he’d
taken his pleasure in the sweet-butts who stayed around the compound and who
were willing to take what he had to offer, sex—hard, rough, and where he was
the one in charge.
Slamming into Eva’s mouth he
opened his eyes once more to see her taking more of him. He needed to feel if
she was wet enough. Did she really want this? There was so much he didn’t know
about her, and he refused to risk what little they had for sex.
Releasing her, he picked her
up and dropped her onto his desk. The computer tumbled to the floor along with
some of his pens and pencils. He didn’t give a fuck about them.
“What’s the matter?” she
asked, cupping his face. He didn’t answer her and slid a finger between her
slick folds.
She was dripping wet,
soaking his fingers with her cream.
He stared into her eyes
seeing them dilated, and he felt her need. She had to be aching.
“Nothing.” He pressed a finger into her cunt. Eva moaned and
moved to the edge of the bed taking more of him.
“I need you,” she said.
“Fuck me, Tiny. Please.”
Her begging was all he
needed. Removing his fingers, he licked each digit swallowing down her arousal.
She whimpered but made no move to walk away.
“Is everything okay in
there, boss?” Zero asked, knocking on the door.
“Fuck off!” Tiny yelled the
words. There was no way he was letting anyone interrupt his moment. Eva would
leave, and he wouldn’t have the chance to rid her of their one and only memory
together. There was no way he was letting a woman escape thinking he was bad in
bed. No way in hell was he letting that happen .
Especially not Ned Walker’s daughter either.
“We heard shit breaking,”
Lash said.
Did he hear a snicker from
one of his men?
“The next person to ask me a
stupid fucking question will get their dick blown off. Fuck off!” Gripping her
hip with one hand, he rubbed his cock through her wet lips. She cried out, and
together they both looked down. This was it, their moment together that would
change everything.
He was sure the moment he
claimed her, Eva wouldn’t leave him. She was too fucking loyal to leave him
when he’d taken her as his woman. There was no way he’d be apologizing for who
he was, and Eva would have to accept him. After everything he’d done, she was
still with him.
“Your men are worried about
you,” she said.
“They can worry all they
want.” He pushed the tip of his cock into her pussy. Tiny heard her gasp.
Looking up he saw she was still watching them together. Tilting her head back
with a finger under her chin, he stopped her from looking at where they were
joined.
“Look at me,” he said,
ordering her.
She didn’t pull away or try
to look elsewhere. He had her attention, and there was no way he was going to
lose it.
Moving both of his hands to
her hips he took charge and slid another inch inside her. Eva’s eyes widened,
and she stared at him, biting her lip.
“Let it out, baby. Scream
for me,” he said.
“They’ll know what’s going
on.”
He shook his head. “They
won’t say fuck all to you. I’ll kill any person who makes you feel bad.”
The grip he had on her hips
helped him to move her to the edge of the desk. In one quick thrust he
plundered inside her to the hilt, hitting her cervix. He was a large man and
knew some women hurt to take him.
Eva cried out. The sounds
she made echoed off