Page 38 of Peripheral Vision (Tethered in Darkness Duet #1)

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Twenty-Four

DYLAN

M y mouth goes dry as I take in his impressive size and the way his cock stands at attention, the veins protruding in an almost painful manner.

About as painful as the realization that he wants to try and make that fit.

I begin to shake my head ‘no’ as he silently but forcefully grabs my chin, forcing me to stop and look into his eyes.

“You can and you will.” He lets go of me and picks me up, lining himself up with my entrance as he presses me back into the tree again, and this time I can feel the bark where it digs into my skin, causing little cuts to form.

I want to protest that he doesn’t have a condom, but my mind goes blank as he slides himself against my clit.

The sensation of skin against skin is almost too much for me to take and I’m nearly shattering all over again.

He lets out an animalistic growl that must be in response to where our bodies are touching.

“Look me in the eyes, Dylan. I want to watch what I do to you as I make you come on my cock.” His voice is commanding, nearly impossible to ignore as he slowly starts to lower me, spearing me with his cock, and my eyes roll back in my head.

He grips my hair in his hand. “What did I just say?”

“It’s too much,” I breathe, returning my eye contact to him and he shifts in a little more, my body stretching to accommodate him. It’s painful at first but quickly alleviates into ecstasy.

“But look at you, taking it so well. We’re almost there, baby.

Fuck, you’re so tight. It’s like this pussy was made for me.

Look at how I fit inside of you.” I can feel his legs trembling beneath me as though he is trying to keep a leash on his control, but it doesn’t last as he forces himself the rest of the way in, all the way to the hilt, and I let out a scream.

“Scream all you want, little viper. Nobody will hear you out here. It’s just me, you, and the moon.

Let nature know who you fucking belong to.

” He thrusts in and out a few more times before setting a punishing pace.

My back scrapes up and down the tree with each thrust of his hips, the sounds of skin slapping skin echoing around us outside of our own sounds of pleasure.

I accidentally look away from him a few more times which causes him to grab me by the throat and squeeze—not enough to cut off all of my air circulation, but enough to keep my focus on him.

He reaches his head forward, clamping down on the swell of my breast with his teeth, earning another yell from me, but his pace never lets up.

My head is spinning, euphoric from the lack of blood to my brain and from the orgasm that is building in my core. “Please…”

“Please, what?” Fletcher grunts out, his pace stuttering, but only for a moment.

Tingles break out over my skin in anticipation of me tumbling over the edge again. “I need…”

He slows his pace until he’s no longer moving and I let out a whimper at the loss of friction, the cresting orgasm fading.

I can feel his cock twitch inside of me.

“I’m going to stop you right there. If you don’t think I know exactly what you need, you’re sorely mistaken.

Because you need it just as much as I have needed it.

Do you know how long I’ve waited for this, for you.

Do you even know how many times I’ve made myself come to the thought of you? ”

I shake my head.

He turns us around, still holding me over his cock when he drops to his knees, laying me in the dirt.

I hiss as it mingles with my cuts. “I didn’t think so.

But I’m going to make sure you pay for it as many times over.

” He positions himself on his knees before me, lifting my hips into his lap which causes his cock to hit a new angle inside of me that makes me see stars.

Fuck, he is so fucking deep that I can’t help but imagine what it will be like when he takes me from behind.

He begins to set another near merciless pace, but this time while he creates a brutal crescendo, he also ebbs and flows with slow and gentle thrusts, driving me near delirious as he edges me.

His grip on my hips is ruthless—I’m almost positive I’ll have bruises.

God, he looks ethereal from this angle, the moon outlining his silhouette, sweat on his brow as he focuses on the pleasure he is giving and receiving.

“Say it,” he grits out between his teeth. We’re back to this? Really? “Say it, Dylan.” I still refuse, and while his pace doesn’t slow with my defiance, he reaches down and pinches my clit, causing me to yelp in pain or in pleasure. I’m not sure which one. “Don’t make me tell you again.”

I don’t want to give in to him, not any more than I already have, but I don’t want this to stop either.

I am so close. “F-fine. I’m yours, I’m yours,” I concede, and something I can only describe as a satisfied male grin passes over his face before he applies pressure to my abdomen with one hand and toys with my clit in the other.

He’s somehow managed to secure my legs to his torso so I don’t move as his pace becomes overwhelming, and I’m suddenly hurtling over the edge, screaming into the night.

Fletcher follows me shortly after, grunting and spilling inside of me, lazily thrusting as he comes down from his own release.

We lay there for a few minutes in silence as we catch our breath before Fletcher slowly withdraws from me, pulling me to stand with him as I feel the mixture of our come trail down my leg.

And it’s that feeling alone that steals the flames that were fueling my body moments ago to douse it in cold.

He hands me my clothes and I snatch them from him as I rush to pull them back on, unsure if I’m even orienting them correctly.

I’m just getting my jacket zipped back on when Fletcher grabs me by my shoulders, halting my movements.

“Whatever you’re thinking about doing, don’t.

I think you know by now that there is nowhere you can go that I won’t find you. ”

I refuse to look him in the eyes, to show him the horror that lies there. Not necessarily in what we’ve done, but who I did it with. “What did I just do?”

He tilts his head and I can feel his eyes searching for my own, beckoning them to look at him. “You let yourself feel, little viper. Without any boundaries. Without any rules.”

I shove away from him, shaking my head. “This… this can’t happen. This changes nothing. You’ve been following me, controlling me. I can’t—I don’t want this.”

He watches me with an intensity that makes my stomach twist, a calm confidence that terrifies me.

“You can tell yourself that all you want, Dylan. You can blame it on the adrenaline, on the thrill of the chase, but we both felt how soaked you were for me. How you writhed against me seeking more friction. And if I had to bet, your body has never sung for anyone that way. Besides, you already admitted it. You’re mine.

” Frustration grows in me at myself and how arrogant of a male he is as I spin on my heels and start walking away.

“You don’t even know which way you’re going. ”

I throw my middle finger up at him. “The sun will come up soon, I’ll figure it out.

Don’t you have a body to clean up?” And the truth of that matter should shake me up more, but it doesn’t.

I have a feeling Fletcher has a way of making it look like whoever my attacker was, never existed.

He doesn’t answer me, pulling out his cell phone and trailing behind.

Either we’re going the right way, or he just doesn’t care.

Emotions run through me at the speed of light, not one sticking around to make itself at home as I come to terms with this step forward.

Backward? I don’t know anymore. I was feeling emblazoned before but now…

He’s my dad’s best friend. I can forget about the age difference, but that makes all the difference.

This would never have happened if he had been alive, and that in and of itself tells me how wrong this is, despite how right it felt.

The way his touch made me feel… I may not have a lot of experience, but he makes me not want to experience it with anyone else.

We continue to walk in silence, Fletcher’s footsteps in sync with my own as he walks behind me until we reach the clearing to my yard, just as the sun is starting to peak over the horizon.

There is no way I’ll be making it to classes today.

“You can stop following me now,” I say as I turn around, coming face to chest with his body.

His build is even more intimidating up close in the rising sun.

His emerald green eyes glint with the flash of the sun, like a forest being set alight, as it starts to break through the trees.

He really is more than I expected, and maybe it’s a good thing he doesn’t remind me of the Fletcher that I used to know.

He’s more intense, more dangerous, more… magnetic.

His lips twitch upward in what might be amusement, but it’s fleeting, replaced by an unreadable expression. “Not until I’m sure you’re safe.”

“I’m home, ” I emphasize, gesturing toward the house. “Safe. See?”

He glances past me toward the house, his gaze lingering as if he’s assessing every corner of it before cocking his brow at me.

“I determine what’s safe, little viper. That adorable little security system you have?

Not safe. If I can get in, so can others.

” Something about him tells me that’s not true.

“Plus, we have the matter of contending with whoever the fuck tried to kidnap you. Or did you forget?”

I cross my arms, suddenly feeling exposed under his scrutiny. He has me there… “Then what would you have me do, Fletcher? I have a gun. I can protect myself, you know.”