Read Because You're Mine Online
Authors: K. Langston
CHAPTER ten
Only do what your heart tells you.
-Princess Di
Madison
Once Holden’s lips found mine I was his.
I surrendered completely to his kiss…his touch.
Him.
His strong hands cradled my face while mine fisted the sides of his t-shirt, pulling him in as close as I could. I wanted everything he had to give, needed it for reasons I couldn’t even begin to understand. His tongue did delicious, wondrous things to my mouth while his eager hands explored my body. “God, I love it when you let go like this. It fuckin’ thrills me to know you want me too.” he mumbled between kissing and biting my lips. He nipped and pulled at them playfully, then trailed soft kisses down my neck. Holden’s hot mouth scorched the slopes of my breast and then he found my mouth again.
All I could do was hold on…and
let go
.
“Fuck, baby,” Peeling off my tank, he watched with dark eyes as my chest heaved for air. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful.” He dropped kisses along my neck as reached around to unhook my bra. My breast fell free and suddenly this all felt very real.
“Holden-” The apprehension in my voice caused him to look up from my bare breast and cover my mouth with his finger.
“Shh…don’t talk. Don’t think.
Just feel
.”
Bending slightly, his mouth covered my nipple while his other hand cupped and squeezed my other breast.
Good God almighty his mouth was heaven.
His attentive tongue was like a lighter, firing sparks between my thighs. Holden’s eyes grew darker by the second as he licked and sucked both of my nipples until I was a withering, hot mess. Bringing his mouth back up to mine, I claimed his lips. Passion and desire burned hot beneath my skin and I knew then that this was a fire that I never wanted to burn out. My body arched into his chest and one of his hands slid to the back of my neck, holding me in place as he fed from my mouth. Desperate to touch him, I reached to pull Holden’s t-shirt from his damp skin.
From the rigid dips and angles of his abs, to those V thingies that disappeared into his jeans, Holden was a country version of Adonis. He looked like he was carved from a piece of fine granite. I had no idea what those delicious V-trenches were called, but they were beckoning for my tongue.
I wanted to lick and kiss him…
everywhere
.
He released me, stepping back. I whimpered. “Lose the boots, babe.” His order was rough but held a tender tone. My body responded to it as if it had a brain of its own, separate from the one that was completely shut off now inside my head. Fierce blue eyes held me in place as he watched me toe off my boots. Holden’s hands fisted while his throat bobbed up and down with anticipation. The need in his eyes was undeniable and clear. And he wanted me to know it. “Jeans.”
My body was his, to do with as he pleased. I complied with every move and command. As long as he kept looking and talking to me this way, he could do whatever the fuck he wanted to me.
Bring it.
Jerking his belt, the sound of the loops of his jeans popping in succession, shot a hot shiver to race down my spine.
He arched one brow. “What the hell was that?”
“What?” I breathed.
He smirked “You shivered,” Wrapping the belt around my waist; he caught it with his other hand, jerking me to his chest.
“Have you ever been spanked before, Maddie?” His sexy drawl wrapped around those evoking words made my thighs clench and ache. Shaking my head, I bit my bottom lip.
“We’ll work up to that.” The belt clinked against the wood floor just before he hoisted my legs up to wrap around his waist.
His hot tongue found mine, kissing me hard and deep. I wrapped my body around his in pure satisfaction. Why did this feel so perfect?
“I wanna take my time with you,” he mumbled against my lips. “I really fuckin’ do, but there’s just no way. I gotta take you hard. Right here. Right now.”
I felt a hard tug at my waist then I heard the fabric rip. Fire blazed through my blood. He was taking me, claiming me right here in this barn with the rain pounding the roof and our beating hearts thrashing in our chests.
I pulled away from his seeking mouth. “Did you just rip my panties off?” He held them up for my inspection, a mischievous grin pulling at his wet mouth. Tossing my ruined panties over his shoulder, he found my lips once more. Holding me steady against the wall covered in heavy work coats, I felt him fumbling with his jeans in an effort to free himself. Sliding my hands between us, I dipped my hand into the front of his jeans and found what I so desperately needed. Pulling him free, I stroked him up and down. Soft steel twitched beneath my touch. I centered him and gasped when he pulled his lips from mine.
His eyes flickered with desire. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” I breathed, returning his fevered stare. I have no idea
why
I trusted him.
I just
…did.
He slid inside, slow and easy and with his heavy breath brushing my lips. “I’ll never hurt you, Maddie. Promise.” Those six precious words wrapped themselves around my heart like a warm coat. Holden’s piercing blue eyes stabbing into mine left no doubt in my mind…he meant every last word. He slid in and out of me, slow and steady, until he was buried deep and filling me with far more than I could have ever thought possible. Strong hands gripped the backs of my thighs. “I could stay here forever, baby. I belong here.” Tightening around him, his strokes became harder. I closed my eyes on a moan, lost in his words and his touch. I was about to explode
.
“Look at me damn it. Look at me while I’m fuckin’ you. ” His clipped, commanding voice paired with his deep, demanding thrusts sent me spiraling into pure, animalistic bliss.
Eyes locked tight, Holden’s name was ripped from my throat as I crashed hard and fast into the best orgasm I’d ever had. He slowed to a lazy glide. I never wanted it to end. The attention and pleasure he’d shown my body was beyond anything I’d ever experienced before. I would never recover from this.
Never
.
His eyes never left mine as his long hard strokes came faster and faster. Then we were both bursting across the sky. Soaring like two big, bright balls of fire as we rode out our orgasm together. Holden’s head rested on my shoulder as he panted heavily against my chest. The rain had eased up as well as the overwhelming desire and tension between us. Oh, but it was still there. And I was afraid it always would be.
He pulled out slowly, lowering my feet to the floor. I bent down to grab my jeans but he snatched them up first. “Here, put this on.” He handed me his t-shirt.
I spotted my shredded panties. “I can’t believe you ripped my panties off.”
With a playful grin, he scooped up the destroyed material and shoved it into his back pocket. Then he resumed feeding his belt through the loops of his jeans.
I pulled on my boots and started walking towards the door. “Where’re you goin’?” he asked, lacing our fingers together.
“Shower. I need to go the hospital?” I tried to pull my hand from his but he just gripped it tighter.
“I’ll take you. I’d like to see him too.” he said, pulling me towards the barn door.
“Holden-” I tugged at my hand again.
“What?” His hand squeezed tighter.
“You’re not coming with me.” Jerking me to his chest, he cradled my face with this free hand.
“Damn it, woman. Why can’t you just go with the flow? I’m not asking you for anything more than right fuckin’ now. Can you please just give me that?”
Right now, huh?
Deep down, I knew that it would only be harder to walk away from him later. But I was in way too deep already. Those eyes kept sucking me in and so did all of his pretty little words. I wanted to spend every single second I could with this man. That way, when it was time for me to leave, I could at least take his memory with me.
Nodding, I closed my eyes as his warm lips found mine. “I love it when you’re agreeable like this.” he muttered against my lips between sweet, soft kisses.
“I’m sure you do.”
We showered together and he was a perfect gentleman. Not once did he try to make another move on me. Although, I was silently hoping that he would. We exchanged no more than a few heated stares in between shifting back and forth to get under the hot spray. Our slick, wet bodies brushing against one another in passing was enough to leave me aching with unspeakable need. Still wrapped in a towel, I pulled a clean bra from my luggage. My birth control pills stared up from the bottom of the case and awareness hit me hard that I’d had unprotected sex with Holden.
And that I’d forgotten to take my pill for the last two days. I punched the pills out and walked back into the bathroom. With a handful of water, I swallowed the pills. They felt like lead trickling down my throat. My stomach churned at the thought of my complete lack of responsibility. I had never had unprotected sex before. Ever. And I’d never forgotten to take my pill. Holden’s kiss and those stupid V-things made it impossible for me to think past the moment. How could I be so stupid? I took a few deep breaths bracing myself on the sink. Wrapping one arm around my waist, I felt Holden press into my back. My eyes closed on a sigh.
Comfort
.
“What’s wrong?” Looking up, I found his eyes laced with concern staring back at mine in the mirror.
“We didn’t use a condom.” I informed him.
“I know. You said you trusted me.” he shrugged then kissed my bare shoulder.
I turned in his arms to face him. “I forgot to take my pill for the last two days.”
His arm wound tighter around my waist. “Well, did you catch up?” he asked.
“Yeah. But what if I forget again? The pill is not 100%? We should’ve used a condom, Holden.” Fear and frustration riddled my nerves. I tried to push from his hold, but he held me tight against his hard, naked chest.
“Hey. Stop. It’ll be fine. Whatever happens…happens.” His carefree words spawned images of me, Holden, and a little brown headed angel tucked right in between us. The vision filled me with warmth, and I found myself smiling at the thought of having children with this man.
Seriously?
Holden kissed my forehead before releasing me. “Get dressed. And quit worrying so damn much.”
Oh, right. Sure.
I had more to worry about now than I did when he walked in here two minutes ago.
This
…was getting real.
CHAPTER eleven
The truth is you don’t know what
is going to happen tomorrow.
Life is a crazy ride, and nothing is guaranteed.
-Eminem
Holden
Maddie stared aimlessly out of the passenger side window on the drive to the hospital. The only sounds in the cab of my truck were Jason Aldean on the radio, and the rapid beat of my nervous heart. In the window’s reflection, I could see the wheels of worry rolling across her beautiful face, and it scared the shit out of me. She was processing it all, mulling over the fact that this was far more than she’d ever anticipated. Hell, it was far more than I’d ever dreamed of. Our deep connection was a silent knowing hanging heavy between us, and it was killing me not to expose it and embrace this for all it was worth.
Walking inside the hospital, my hand naturally found hers. The pull was stronger than ever now and the need to touch her constantly was a must. Tugging her hand loose from mine, she spun to face me. “What the hell, Holden?”
“What the hell, Maddie? “ I teased with a smile. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pulled her in for a kiss. She always felt so perfect in my arms.
Relaxing a little, she placed her hands on my chest and looked up. “Friends, remember?”
There she went with that friends shit again. I had a hell of time maintaining control of my mouth, and my body. I’d like to take her back to my pickup and show her that we were way more than just fucking friends, but this was not the time or the place for that. “Right. Friends.” My chest tightened and hot anger settled low in my gut. I couldn’t wait to get her back to my house.
In my bed
.
With my hands tucked safely inside my pockets, I followed her to the hospital room.
“You look a helluva lot better than the last time I saw you,” I teased as I shook Eric Water’s hand.
“Thanks. I appreciate that.” Big E chuckled as he hugged his daughter.
“Hey, Daddy,” Maddie kissed his cheek. “How’re you feelin’?”
“Good. Really good, actually. I’m ready to go home.” He adjusted the covers and sat up a little straighter, his large form obviously uncomfortable in the small hospital bed.