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Her breath catches as I part the material and reveal her white cotton bra with her full breasts straining against it. Her skin is creamy soft and I trace a finger down the middle of her rounded swells.

  “Never?” she whispers as I watch goosebumps appear. I push the shirt off of her shoulder and it drops to the floor. I nod.

  “You’ll be my first.” I look right into her eyes and I kneel down in front of her, my hands going to her shorts. “And my last.”

  I tug the cut-off jeans down her rounded hips and then help her out of her shoes. She’s standing before me in simple white cotton and I’ve never seen anything more beautiful and sexy.

  “Van.” She reaches for me and I lean into her touch as she cups my face. I kiss the mark on her wrist before I take her hands and put them together in front of her.

  “You’re mine,” I say, taking a thin length of rope from my back pocket. I snagged it from the kitchen earlier thinking it might come in handy later. “You know I’ll only go as far as you want, right?”

  Tia nods as I stretch the rope out and bind her wrists in a simple timber hitch. It’s an easy knot but it’s also beautiful against her delicate skin. It won’t abrade the skin too badly, but there will be a pretty design left when I take it off.

  “Sit down, sweet darling. I need to taste you.”

  There’s a leather chair behind her and the cool sting of it will feel good once I get her nice and hot. I watch as she does what I ask and then I stand up. I stand over her as I peel my shirt off and toss it to the floor with hers. I love the way she makes me feel, her eyes devouring every inch of me as I take off my shorts and shoes. I stand before her in my boxer briefs with my cock begging to be set free. It’s so big and hard right now knowing what I’m about to do. It’s already peeking over my waistband to get a look at her. Precum smears across my lower stomach but I ignore it. I’m going to take my time and feast on her like a banquet.

  With my eyes locked on hers I lower myself to my knees in front of her and gently run my hands along her thighs.

  “Lean back and put your legs on either side of the arms.” When she does as I ask, I trace a finger down her stomach as I stare at her panty-covered pussy right in front of me. “Arms over your head, and hold on to the back of the chair.”

  “Should I say yes sir or something?” I can see the nervous smile tug at her lips and I shake my head.

  “There are no rules, Tia.” I lean forward and kiss the place just below her belly button. “I’m going to worship you and you’re going to lie back and take it. The only thing I need to hear from you is how good this feels.”

  Before she has a chance to respond I kiss my way to her panties and then press my nose against them. I inhale her sweet scent and rub my lips over the damp cotton. She’s already so wet that there’s a spot there growing by the second and I inch my tongue out to taste it. Through the material I can taste her desire and I tease her little nub. The torture is for her just as much as it is for me. The tease and the prolonged moment of the first time my mouth touches her intimate flesh are to be savored.

  I slide my hands under her ass and grip her tight as I lap at her panties and get them soaked. I can see straight through the white cotton and the outline of her lips is so goddamn erotic. The sounds of her mewling and rocking her hips fill my ears and the small cabin. I never dreamed I’d have this goddess surrounding me and I know that this is a turning point for the two of us.

  When she walked in here, she gave herself over to me and I intend to hold on to it and care for her for the rest of my life. Hearing all of that right now might overwhelm her, but what I have inside of me and what I feel for her form a tidal wave of emotions that is threatening to breach.

  Once her panties are dripping and I can’t stand even the smallest barrier between us, I reach up and grab the waistband and yank it down in one quick movement. The thin cotton disintegrates in my hand and I toss it to the side. Now she’s spread as wide as she can go and I can see every pink inch of her. Short red curls frame the sweet tender pussy I’ve been aching to have since I had a taste of it in the barn. Without hesitation I lower my mouth onto her and the flavor of her in my mouth makes me groan in pain. It’s so fucking sweet and juicy, just like eating a ripe summer peach.

  “You shouldn’t have let me ever find out this was between your legs, Tia.” I’m starving for her as I lick and lick and then slide two fingers into her. I can’t get close enough or deep enough inside her. I’m overwhelmed with need and for the first time in my life I’m losing control. “You should’ve kept this a secret even from me.”

  “Don’t stop, Van,” she breathes, her voice cracking on the last word.

  “Stop?” I laugh sardonically and shake my head. “You’ll have to force me from between your legs.”

  I feel her pussy tighten around my fingers as I curl them up and against her. She shakes and tenses, crying out, and then I feel the first sensations of her climax.

  “Fuck,” I breathe when I feel the rush of liquid gold over my fingers and I lap it up like a dog.

  She’s too good and once isn’t enough, so I do all of it again until I feel her cum a second time. Her legs are on the arms of the chair as I suck on her clit and beg for another. I’ve tied her up but she’s the one that rules my soul and the only thing I want in life is to make this beautiful creature cum.

  “I need more.” She pushes down on my fingers and I know that she’s ready for my cock. When I look up into her eyes they’re pleading for me and I can’t tell her no. “I need you inside me, Van.”

  I sit up and shove my boxer briefs down my thighs and my cock springs free. It slaps against her wet pussy, thick and long and hungry for her cunt. Cum pearls at the head and drips onto her lips. I rub my thumb on her clit and then lick it clean.

  “I’m not on anything.” I can hear the trace of nervousness in her voice as she bites her lip and looks down at my cock. It doesn’t stop her from rocking against it and letting the tip line up at her entrance.

  “I don’t have condoms.” I grip the base of my cock to get myself under control as I slowly sink a little further into her sticky heat.

  We both lock eyes as I keep on going and neither of us says a thing. When I feel the barrier of her pussy breach and her pussy muscles clamp down on me tightly, I lean forward to blanket my body over hers and whisper against her lips.

  “You’re mine, Tia. I’ll take care of you.” I kiss her gently as my hands go to her breasts and I thrust all the way inside her. “I’ll always take care of you.”

  “Van!” she cries out when my cock fills every inch of her.

  I hold her close and kiss my way down to her breasts, sucking on her nipples to try and take the pain away. Her body relaxes after a moment and when she moves her hips I know she’s ready for more.

  I pump into her a few more times and my heart feels like it’s going to beat out of my chest.

  “I won’t last,” I pant, my cock squeezed so tight it’s almost painful.

  “Cum.” Her breathing is just as fast as mine and I feel her slick body slide against me.

  “Fuck, don’t say that word.” My hips jerk and I’ve lost all rhythm as I thrust in and out of her like a savage.

  The little devil looks up at me through her lashes with the most innocent expression on her face. “I want to feel your cum in me.”

  I lose all control and thrust hard one last time as I empty myself in her waiting warmth. As I release, her own climax is triggered and she cries out, clutching my chest.

  It’s the single greatest thing I’ve ever felt and the second I cum, I want to do it again. And again and again. She’s everything I didn’t know I wanted and the second I saw her I knew it was game over for me. Seeing her now, under me, with my cock inside of her is like seeing heaven and I know this is how I want to spend every moment of my life from here on out.

  I take her hand in mine and bring it to my mouth, kissing her fingers. “Looks like someone forgot the rules.”

  She
blushes as she pretends to be chagrined. “You should give me another chance to see if I can do it right this time.”

  I thrust my hard cock into her slowly and feel our mingled release spread around. My own smile threatens to break but instead I lean forward and pretend to be stern.

  “Just one more,” I lie, because once will never be enough.

  Chapter 9

  Tia

  “I can see you.”

  I freeze and then slowly turn to see Piper in bed. How can she see me? It’s pitch black in here. She flips on the lamp next to her bed and our small cabin fills with light.

  “I see you every night, Tia. Care to tell me why you’re sneaking around?” She lets out a yawn and sits up.

  “It’s fun?” I shrug.

  Van and I have been hot and heavy for a few days now and each night I sneak out of my cabin and into his. I don’t really sneak back in the morning since we shower at his place and get ready before he walks me to the lodge. I make us breakfast before everyone else gets there since he gets up early to tend to some of the animals. I don’t like the thought of him going off without a full belly and he doesn’t like going anywhere without the taste of me on his lips.

  “You don’t sleep here. Why not just move your stuff?”

  She throws her feet over the side of the bed before getting up and going into the bathroom. She leaves the door open, waiting for me to respond. In all honesty I’m slowly moving there. Each day more and more of my stuff ends up at his place.

  “I’m moving it,” I finally say, and I hear a flush. The water comes on and then she walks out a moment later. She gets right back into bed and smirks at me.

  “Everyone knows you guys are doing the nasty.”

  I can’t help but laugh as she calls it that. Van and I aren’t the most secretive and Van is handsy. I think he has an inner battle with himself because he always wants to touch me and wants people to know I’m his. I also think sometimes he holds back from touching me because he thinks people will imagine what it would be like to touch me too. He doesn't want anyone thinking anything sexual about me and it’s crazy. We’re learning as we go, which has been wonderful. Van also thinks I need time for things to settle in for me and he’s probably right. The man knows how to read me.

  “You don’t think Honey and Ford would mind that Van and I were dating for only a few days before shacking up?” I ask.

  Honey and Ford know something is going on with Van and me. Van calls me his in front of them and even kissed me tonight right in front of his mom. She only smiled and kept on reading from her book as her husband played with her hair. He hadn't noticed, or maybe he had. To me it looked like he was too busy touching Honey to care.

  “They let you call her Honey,” Piper reminds me. “They’re also real parents and care about their son’s happiness.”

  I don’t miss the bite of her words and it gives me another peek into the life Piper is trying—and failing—to hide.

  “I really want to move in with him.”

  That’s the truth but I think a small part of me fears moving again. I’ve moved around so much in my life and I hate that I let fear rule me. I can’t believe anything would go wrong since Van is the other half of my soul. I can feel that to my bones.

  I can tell he gets off on the sneaking around thing but he’s also over it too. It might turn us on to have these dirty moments of almost getting caught, but it would turn us both on more if I gave in and we admitted that we live together now. I don’t think Van will be able to hold out much longer. The only reason he lets me go back to my cabin at the end of the night right now is because he knows I’m hanging out with Piper.

  “Then do it.” She tucks herself under the blankets. “Your man wants you and wants you to stay. He’ll be there when you wake up in the morning. You should grab a hold of that, Tia. Not all men are like that.”

  “Piper?” I clear the distance between us, pulling her into a hug because I can hear the pain in her words and see it written on her face.

  She hugs me back. “I’m fine,” she says in a sad voice. “We’ll be fine.” And it’s the first time she’s openly mentioned the baby to me.

  “You will be.” I pull back and look at her. “We both can make a home here. I’ll be here for the both of you.” I look down at her small baby bump and think that I could be pregnant myself. We could do this mom thing together.

  “Thank you.” She hugs me again and I can feel her warmth in it. “Now go be with your man. I need my beauty sleep.”

  I kiss her cheek before letting her go and walking out of the cabin. I wonder what dipshit left Piper on her own. If I ever meet the man I’m going to give him a piece of my mind. I’m not one to cause a scene but for that man I would. I have a feeling that day will come. I can’t see Piper giving herself over to a man that would walk out on her. Something isn’t adding up.

  “Look who it is.”

  My head jerks up when I hear Jack’s voice. I’d completely forgotten about him. But here I am thinking about one dipshit just as another appears. I know he was fired and I haven't seen him since that day in the barn. That was a handful of days ago and he’s still rocking the punch to the face Sadie told me Van gave him.

  He’s directly on the path I take to cut across to Van’s place. All the paths are lit up with solar lights, making it easy to see, but I must have really zoned out to have not seen him before he spoke.

  “You got me fired.” He takes another step closer to me when I don’t respond.

  I want to ignore him and keep walking, but I have a feeling he wouldn’t like that. I know he’ll grab me because I can see it in his eyes. Van would go off the deep end if he laid a hand on me.

  “I told his parents what I saw and they fired me,” he spits out. I feel the blood drain from my face thinking of what Honey might think. “They must be as twisted as their son because they didn't care.”

  White-hot anger hits me at anyone talking badly about the Cyprus family. “Don’t you—” Before I can get any more words out Jack is plowed into and being wrestled to the ground.

  If I had blinked I would’ve missed it.

  Van sacked Jack right off the path like a linebacker and I watch in horror as they both go rolling off to the side. Van comes out on top and I cringe when he punches Jack in the face.

  “You motherfucker!” Van shouts and my mouth drops open. There’s a deadly look on Van’s face and I’m terrified he’ll kill him.

  “Son.” I whip my head to the side, where I see Ford.

  Van’s dad is standing close by and I wonder where the hell he came from. He could’ve been with Van but I hadn't seen him coming either. I look back to Van when I hear the sound of another punch and then Ford calls out to me.

  “Tia. Get my boy.”

  It breaks me from the shock of what’s happening and I know I need to stop Van before he goes too far.

  “Van,” I say, and his head flies up. When his eyes lock with mine I hold my hand out for him. He lets go of Jack and pushes himself to his feet. He comes right to me and ignores my hand and brings up his own to cup my face.

  “You okay?” he asks me.

  Am I okay? He was the one that was in a fight.

  “I’m perfect,” I tell him, knowing I need to calm him down. Hearing that I’m all right is the only thing that will do it.

  “Take your girl home. I’ll take out the trash,” Ford tells Van and he nods.

  “Thanks, Dad,” Van answers, and his eyes never leave mine.

  “Tia,” Ford calls to me as Van pulls me into his side. I look over to Ford and it’s then I realize how much he and Van look alike. “We might be a little crazy like Jack was saying.” He gives a lazy shrug. “But it’s always for the women we love. Welcome to the family. You’ll get used to our kind of crazy.”

  I smile as his words settle over me. This is his way of telling me that they want me to be a part of their family and that I’m one of them. Good thing, because I want nothing more than to be a C
yprus.

  “Thank you,” I say and he nods with a smile.

  “Get my boy home.”

  Van leans down and kisses the top of my head before we start walking toward his cabin.

  “You done with this not living together crap?”

  “That’s the first thing you have to say to me?” I ask with a laugh.

  “You wouldn't have been sneaking over here if you lived with me,” he reminds me as he opens the door to his cabin. I probably should worry about what’s going to happen with Jack and that Van could be getting in trouble or something, but I have a feeling Ford will handle it. The Cyprus men have a way of getting things done.

  “Did you hurt your hand?” I ask, not answering him, but I’m only teasing. I like doing it more than I should.

  “Tia.” The door shuts behind us as Van reaches over my shoulder to lock it.

  His tone is one that tells me I should watch myself and that I could get into trouble. My nipples tighten as I press my thighs together and an ache begins to form. He’s so handsome, but when he gives me that stern face it goes to a whole other level.

  “I think you enjoyed sneaking around.” I place my hands on his chest before sliding them up and wrapping my arms around his neck. I can still feel the tension in his body and I want to relieve it for him. I rock myself into him and his hard cock digs into me.

  “There’s not a thing about you I don’t enjoy, my darling girl.” I let out a small squeal when he moves and lifts me off the ground. He presses me into the door and I feel his hard need between my legs. “I enjoy it so much I want you here all the time.”

  I smile. God, my man is sweet. He’s a little bit of everything rolled into one perfect package and he wants me all to himself. All the time. What more could a girl ask for?

  “I’m all yours and I’m not going anywhere,” I tell him, brushing my mouth against his. I feel his body finally relax a little as he grabs my hips.

  “I know you’re not because I won't let you.”

  He growls, his mouth taking mine in a hard kiss. My whole body lights up at his possessive tone and I love that he’ll never let me go. He’s my home, my everything, my love. I should probably tell him all those things but I’m so lost in his touch and there will be time for that later. We have forever.