Page 49 of Avenging Azalea (California Made Men #2)

Chapter

Thirty-Seven

TITUS

I was quickly passing the line of addiction and running headlong down the slope toward obsession. My love for Fawn had never been in question, but now my sanity was quite questionable. Ronan hadn’t just freed me from a loveless marriage contract. He’d freed someone else…something else.

My lips crashed down onto hers, and she moaned so wildly that it was as erotic as if she’d wrapped her hand around my cock.

My hands moved of their own accord, and unlike last night, where I wanted to take my time, today my patience was already well frayed.

The morning had been heading off the rails before my father showed up at my door to push more of my buttons.

Fawn was offering a few moments of escape from the turbulence still coming our way, and I was going to take it.

Grabbing the front of her jeans, I yanked the button open, pulled the zipper down, and slipped my hand inside. Fawn shuddered as I rubbed my fingers over her underwear. I loved that she was already soaking wet.

Pushing the annoying silky fabric aside, I sank my finger into her and groaned at the feel of her warmth.

Fawn’s hands immediately gripped my arms, her nails digging in as her eyes fluttered closed.

Fuck, she was beautiful. The pure pleasure written across her face was the sexiest look in the world.

Adding another, I quickened my pace to match the slight thrust of her hips.

I focused on everything from the most obvious to the most subtle of reactions, committing them to memory.

She gasped, her hands tightened, and I knew she was closing in on an orgasm.

Fawn was moving faster now as she fucked herself on my hand, and I waited until she was right at the very top, then pulled my fingers away.

The wild look in her eyes and the soft pout of her lips brought on a smirk. I sucked the digits into my mouth, and her cheeks flamed red just like last night. Cupping her chin in my hand, I searched her face.

“I’m going to fuck you while you’re bent over my desk,” I growled. Fawn licked her lips. “Think you can handle it?”

One adorably defiant eyebrow arched.

“Do you promise to make me scream?”

“Until you blackout,” I shot back without hesitation.

Instead of backing down, my Little Bird just smiled and rose onto her toes, cupping my face with both hands before kissing me hard.

Her mouth was demanding and rougher than I’d ever dared be with her. And just like that, she crushed every idea I’d ever built about who she was. Or maybe who she needed me to be.

Fawn might still be my Little Bird…but she was soaring now, and she didn’t need anyone’s permission to fly.

Blood roared in my ears as it raced through my body.

I broke the kiss to growl against her lips, “So, you want me to make you scream, Little Bird….” My hand slid up and into her hair, yanking her head back just enough to meet her eyes.

Fawn let out a little gasp. “Then I’m about to show you what happens when you make me lose control. ”

Marching over to my door, I closed and locked it. No one was interrupting us. Turning around, I pointed to the desk.

“Jeans and underwear off.”

I leaned back against the door and crossed my arms, shuddering as she wiggled the jeans down over her hips. There was no need to look down to know that I was sporting a tent in my pants. I’d been walking around semi-hard all morning, and just the sight of her had my cock standing at full attention.

“Fuck that’s hot,” I said.

Fawn stood up straight. She was wearing a casual, long-sleeve shirt, like something baseball players wore, and it just barely covered as much as her underwear would’ve. It was a tease in the best way possible.

“Bend over my desk, and make sure you spread those legs.”

Fawn ran her bottom lip through her teeth, a devious look in her eyes, before she did as I told her.

As she bent over, the shirt rode up, and her ass was bare for me to see.

Fuck…fuck…fuck. I was on the move, walking across the room, like she had compelled me.

As I got closer, she swayed back and forth, and I couldn’t look away.

My Little Bird was completely hypnotic and dragged me further under her spell with each passing second.

“Feet wider,” I said, caressing the soft globe of her ass.

The sound of my belt was loud as I unbuckled the leather.

It pulled free of the loops with a snap.

Fawn jumped and then laughed. Her reaction had me running the cool length of the belt over her skin, raising goosebumps.

I let it swing and each time it grazed her pussy just enough to drive her crazy.

Fawn moaned louder, a hint of frustration in her tone.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long for the glistening wet of her arousal to coat my belt.

My own need to be inside her took over. I tossed the belt aside and freed my cock from the constraints of my pants. Gripping it hard, I stroked and rubbed the head along the sensitive skin of her pussy lips.

Fawn looked over her shoulder, desperation in her eyes. Instead of giving her what she was silently begging for, I smacked my cock off her pussy.

“Titus…please,” she begged.

“Please, what?”

“Stop teasing me. I’m burning up,” Fawn said.

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes.”

“Hard?” I teased her with the tip.

“Oh god, yes,” Fawn moaned and tried to push back into me.

I stayed just far enough away that she couldn’t get more than an inch or two before I pulled out.

“Who makes you touch yourself in the middle of the night?”

“You,” Fawn breathed. “It’s always been you.”

The confession filled me with a possessiveness that pushed me over the edge of sanity into an abyss of primal need that there was no controlling. Grabbing Fawn’s hips, I thrust into her in one easy stroke. Fawn arched her back, groaning loudly as my name tumbled from her lips.

Fawn was perfect and fit me in every way, which was only emphasized as my abs hit her ass when I bottomed out.

Her already tight walls gripped me unbelievably hard, the heat of her pussy pressing in on my cock like an exotic blanket.

I wanted to stay like this, but also fuck her until she screamed my name. The latter won out.

My eyes were glued to where we were joined as I slowly pulled out and slid back home. I was so transfixed that Fawn’s climax took me by surprise, but I smiled as she cried out, soaking me.

“Holy fuck…Titus,” Fawn gasped. My cock twitched, egging me on faster with the building ache along my shaft that pulled my balls tight. “Yes…yes, more,” she begged.

Growling, I reached forward and wrapped her long hair around my hand, tugging until Fawn’s back was arched off the desk. Her ass naturally pressed up and into me with each pump, driving me wild.

“Fuck, you are so tight,” I groaned. “Every thrust feels incredible.”

“Yes…oh yes, oh God, fuck…I’m going to come again.”

Picking up the pace, I hammered into her, lost to the need to come. Fawn is mine . Those three words raced around my brain on an endless loop.

“Ahhh…I’m coming,” Fawn wailed, her body stiffening as her walls clamped around my needy shaft. Once more, I was bathed in her seductive release and filled with a carnal desire that only wanted more and more.

Faster, deeper, harder. I pushed until every breath Fawn took ended in a cry of pleasure. I felt the waves of her orgasm rippling inside of her. Each thrust moved the massive desk slightly across the hardwood floor, and I would cherish every one of the scrapes.

My hand pulled harder on her hair and fingers pressed deeper into her hip. Her soft skin yielded under my strength, but Fawn never flinched in pain and continued to beg for more. She was as addicted to the carnality as I was.

“Fuck, I’m going to come,” I said.

“Come in me, I want you to come in me,” Fawn yelled as she rode out another release of her own.

As far as I was concerned, there was no going back.

There were no barriers between my cock and her perfect pussy, and there would never be any.

She’d told me that she was on the pill, but I didn’t care.

The only future I saw now was the one where I married Fawn and had as many children as she wanted.

Just the thought of her being pregnant was enough to push me over the edge.

My balls tightened, and my body jerked as I came.

“Fuck!”

The roar left my lips as Fawn screamed my name, and I came deep inside of her. Each thrust shot another stream until my cock was left twitching with the final drops.

Fawn slumped forward, panting as I released my grip on her hair. I couldn’t bring myself to pull out, so I stood there feeling all the little aftershocks and spasms.

Suddenly, Fawn moaned.

“You feel like you’re ready to go again,” she said, her eyes finding mine.

“I’m always ready to make you scream loud enough that anyone within a mile radius knows you’re mine,” I said, and meant it.

If she wanted me to stay hard the rest of the day, I would find a way to please her.

“Good, because I want that. I’ve waited so long for you,” Fawn said, her cheeks flaming bright red.

My cock kicked inside of her, agreeing with the idea.

“It’s a good thing I cleared my schedule for the rest of the day,” I said, slowly pulling out, only so I could pick her up into my arms and carry her to my couch.

Smiling, Fawn wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. “I love you,” she mumbled.

“I love you, too, Little Bird. Your radiance doesn’t just warm the darkness in me…

you made my caged heart remember it had wings.

” I kissed her tenderly and rested my forehead against hers.

“I always thought that I needed to push you away to let you soar…but, in reality, I just needed to remember that I could fly, too.”

I kissed away the tear that trickled down her cheek and then made love to her. If I could, I would’ve left the door locked forever.