His lips come down on mine and then he pulls back. “Okay, I’ll come home.” He smiles and gives me a wink. “By the way, I love you too,” I whisper.
Grinning he comes in for another quick kiss. “I know.”
I grab my bag and purse from where I tossed them on Tina’s floor and look to her before leaving. “I wish you would have told me, I wish I could have been good enough for you to come to about whatever has you so fucked up you’d doing something like this, to me.” It hurts to even look at her right now. “I hate to lose your friendship, because you’ve been my only friend, but as of now, I don’t want to see you again. Ever again.” Tears fall down her face as Drew grabs my arm and yanks me out.
Hopefully this is the worst of it, and tomorrow will at least bring the start of all things good.
Chapter 30
Drew
Once we’re home, I see Keller’s car is gone, and relief floods me. “This is the last time, Tara. You don’t run from me again. Swear to fuck I’ll spank you and then chain you to the bed, you pull this shit again.”
“Drew, I promise, I won’t do it again.”
“Good,” I mutter as we get out of the truck and head into the house. “Got one of the officers going to get your car, it’ll be here later tonight. Didn’t want you to worry.”
She smiles at me. “Drew, I wasn’t worried, you always look out for me.” That remark shoots me straight in the chest.
“God, I love you.”
She shakes her head. “Not as much as I love you.”
I give her ass a small smack and pull her into the living room. “Everything that’s happened tonight, we should talk.” I hate that she had to find out about her friend Tina. That gutted her, way more than any of the shit with Keller did.
“No, Drew, I’m over it. I want to move past this, move on, and just be us. It kills that I lost Tina, but for her to do that, she was no friend.”
I give her hand a squeeze. “Glad you got that, but just saying, it’s still fresh in your head, we should talk it out. Work through it.”
She shifts and swings herself into my lap, putting her hands on my face. “You don’t get it, Drew. I’m good. Seriously. I said what I needed to say to her already, I worked it out on my own, but if you wanna continue to work it out, we can, but it won’t be through talking. It will be with you fucking me so hard I can’t breathe.”
She pulls my head down, kissing me while undoing the belt on my jeans. “I need you Drew,” she whispers.
“Babe, you have me.” I tell her, helping her out, as we quickly shed our clothing, which land on the damn cat who is not happy.
She pulls me down the hall, practically jogging to our bedroom and shoves me to the bed and climbs into my lap.
We fall back, her hair going into her face as she grinds on top of me. “I love you, Drew.” She tells me as she moves a hand between us to put me inside her.
“I love you too, Tara.” I groan as she plants herself fully on me.
She rocks on top of me, hands on my chest. Her tits bouncing as she moans. I sit up so I can suck her nipples, she can’t expect me to just lay back watching her. The show is enjoyable but right now, I’ll be damned if she does all the work, causing me to blow my load too quickly. “You have ten minutes before I take over.” I tell her, my lips coming off her.
She uses my shoulders as leverage, grinding down on me harder and faster. She finds release quickly and I flip her onto her back and take over. “You’re gonna come again, this time with me.” I tell her as she rocks with me. I kiss her, our tongues moving together. One hand squeezing her tit, the other underneath her to find her asshole.
Her hips buck off the bed when I plant a finger inside her, and she moans into my mouth.
Ten minutes later, we lay next to each other, covered in sweat. “I should go get cleaned up.” She tells me, her head resting on my chest.
“No, you sleep with my cum inside you tonight. I don’t give a fuck about the wetness.” I tell her, not wanting her to move away from me.
“Okay baby.” She replies, as a yawn takes over. We lay in silence and I feel her body start to relax even more than it already is.
Once I feel her breath evening out, I know she’s fully asleep I slip out of bed, opening the top drawer of my dresser and pull out the ring box. Flipping it open I grab the ring, the ring my grandmother left to me when she passed away, and move back to the bed, climbing back underthe covers. I check again, making sure that Tara is fully asleep and grab her hand, slipping the ring on her finger.
Smiling as I look at the ring sitting on her finger, I lay back down. She might be annoyed at not even being asked, but she’s gonna be my wife, and I’m not giving her the chance to say no, or to say she’ll think about it. I will myself to fall asleep knowing that tomorrow is gonna be another battle with Tara, once she notices that ring on.
She knows she can’t resist me, but it sure is fun watching her try.