Infatuation (Club Destiny 4)

Oh Lord. Have mercy!

Tag’s tongue stroked between her ass cheeks, and the rasp against the sensitive nerve endings nearly had her knees buckling. McKenna no longer had any way of distracting herself because the only thing she could focus on was the intensity of what he was doing.

“Don’t stop,” she moaned as she pushed back against him, shamelessly trying to get him closer.

The growl that tore from his chest pierced the humid air as he gripped her hips, forcefully pulling her back against him as he thrust his tongue inside of her in such a brutally intimate way. He was going to make her come with just his tongue...

When she thought the pleasure was too much, he proved her wrong by slowly penetrating her ass with one finger, gently fucking her before inserting a second. He continued, increasing the pace as she began pushing against him, needing more, needing him...

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Tag couldn’t take much more, his dick was like iron, and he had been putting this off for far too long. Standing, he grabbed a bottle of lube he had placed in the shower that morning for just this purpose.

“Put your hands on the wall,” he told McKenna, unable to disguise the pure, unadulterated lust that had swallowed him whole.

Having managed to get McKenna to relinquish some of that damned need to control everything, Tag had been fighting this urge for longer than he cared to admit. As far as they had come thus far, he still had the urge to show her, to make her realize just how much he needed her complete submission.

With fumbling hands, he managed to lather his cock with lubrication before gripping her hip and aligning the engorged head against the tight entrance to her ass. He didn’t press into her though.

Leaning down so that his chest was against her back, his mouth close to her ear, he wrapped one arm around her stomach while guiding his cock slowly against her. “Tell me no, and I’ll stop.”

“Don’t stop,” she pleaded. “Fuck me, Tag. Take me right now.” McKenna’s voice was strained, sounding as though she were battling her own needs while wanting to succumb to his.

Pressing the head of his cock just inside the snug entrance, Tag placed his lips on her shoulder. “Tell me that you’re mine.”

“Yes,” McKenna groaned as she tried to push back against him.

“No, tell me. Say the words.” Tag knew they had broken through so many barriers they had both erected inadvertently during their brief relationship, but he still had yet to hear from her mouth what he needed to hear.

She said she loved him, and he believed her. He needed more than that. He continued to battle with his demons, and knowing just how much this one woman owned him, he still needed reassurance. He needed to know she felt the same.

“You own me,” McKenna whispered.

Tag thrust into her hard, burying his cock deep in her ass. He stilled, holding himself back, resisting the urge to fuck her fast and dirty like he wanted. Nipping her shoulder, he held her body close to his as he slowly pulled back, then rammed home again. Over and over he did this as she continued to beg for more.

He refused to give in to her until she told him. And this time, he wanted to hear it because she wanted to say it, not because she wanted to make him happy.

“Do you feel me?” he asked the same question he had before. He wasn’t asking in the physical sense because when the two of them came together, it was so much more than physical.

“I feel you,” McKenna answered. “I need you, Tag. I will always need you.” Her face turned to the side where his head rested, and he turned so he could meet her lips with his own. “You own me. Mind, body, and soul. I’m yours, Tag. Always yours.”

He lost it.

Tag moved his mouth back to her shoulder, his teeth gently biting the soft flesh as he began ramming into her, holding her still while she used the wall to push back against him. He growled like the animal he felt he was right then.

Taking her like this, his cock buried in her ass, controlling her and knowing deep in his soul that she felt exactly what he was feeling, that she was giving to him what he knew she would never give another man, – that hard won control – Tag let himself go.

“Fuck,” he groaned, biting her hard, but not hard enough to break the skin as his dick pulsed once, twice, before erupting inside of her.

When Tag finally returned to his body after that earth shattering climax, he gently pulled out of her, then turned McKenna in his arms. Looking down at her, he could still see the swirling need. She didn’t come, but he hadn’t expected her to.

Quickly, Tag took the soap from the shower ledge, washed himself fully and then her before turning off the water and leading her out. They were both dripping, and his cock was once again hard as he sensed her building desire. He didn’t even take the time to dry them as he urged her over to the bed.