Crave Me (The Good Ol' Boys #4)(70)

He suddenly grabbed a fistful of my hair, and I yelped at the sudden intrusion on my scalp.

“I’m only going to say this one time. You’re f*cking mine. Do you understand me? Mine. Briggs… Daisy… every last inch of you belongs to me.”





<>Austin<>


I hated the way that f*cker was looking at her. With longing, lust, like he knew her. Like he really knew her.

“Yes,” she panted, affected by my words as much as my touch.

I kissed her long and deep one last time.

“I want to f*ck you raw,” I whispered against her ear. “I want to feel all of you, Daisy. Nothing between us. I’ve never done that with anyone.”

“Then it’s a good thing I’m on the pill because I want that more than anything.”

Her delicate hands moved to my belt, undoing it. She unbuttoned my slacks and slid them down with my boxers. My hard cock jutted out. Her eyes immediately widened, taking my dick in for the first time.

“You’re pierced?” she asked, completely caught off guard.

I chuckled, taking in the expression on her face that still hadn’t left the piercing through the head of my cock. I moved to lie on top of her, caging her in with my arms around her face. Gripping the back of her neck not wanting to lose our connection.

We both wanted to get lost in the moment.

Lost in each other.

The love that lived in our souls.

The only place she ever existed.

“Could that piercing get lost inside me? Because that would really—”

“The only thing that’s going to get lost inside you is my cock, and it’s going to feel f*cking amazing for you.”

“Oh… other girls have liked it then?” she asked in a sad voice.

“No, baby. I got this done for you,” I rasped, kissing her.

She beamed, closing her eyes.

“Don’t close your eyes. I want to look into your eyes as I make love to you.”

She immediately opened them and I tightened the grip at the back of her neck. Angling my cock into her opening with my other hand.

I slowly thrust inside her, our foreheads rested on each other, our mouths parted open. She was so f*cking wet and felt so f*cking good.

“Oh my God,” she moaned when I was balls deep inside her.

I stopped, just wanting a moment to peer into her eyes. They had so many emotions that I couldn’t even begin to describe. Her arms went around my neck as I slowly thrust in and out of her, making me feel whole and complete for the first time in my life.

My place was right beside her.

It’s where I belonged.

“Fuck, you feel good,” I groaned, thrusting harder. “You’re so f*cking tight.”

I grabbed her leg, angling it higher. It was much deeper that way, my piercing hitting her g-spot effortlessly and her * tightened around my shaft, which earned her a growl. I never once let up on holding the back of her neck.

I continued to move at a hard and fast pace that had her weakening beneath me. Making love to her in way I never had with anyone else. It wasn’t just about the movements or touches, it was about the feelings and emotions that came along with finally f*cking being inside her. Feeling every last inch of her wrapped around me, our bodies tangled together on the white sheets.

I cherished every sound, touch, expression that radiated off of her. We kissed, savoring the new sensation of our skin-on-skin contact. She moved her hips forward as I thrust in. Our bodies moved in sync with one another as we made slow and passionate love.

It was everything I ever wanted.

And didn’t know I could ever have.

“Fuck,” I grunted, rotating my hips, harder, faster and more demanding.

I wanted to love her so damn hard that she would still feel me in the morning.

I was close and so was she. We were both on the verge of going over, and I wanted to do it together.

“I’m going to come,” she panted against my mouth.

I gripped on the back of her neck, looking deep in her eyes. Kissing her passionately.

“You’re. Fucking. Mine.”

And I meant every word.





Chapter 21





<>Austin<>



“Fuck!” Briggs yelled, jumping out of bed in a panic.

My head was pounding and my back was f*cking throbbing. I felt like a semi-truck ran me over, threw it in reverse, and ran me the f*ck over again.

The goddamn pain was crippling.

We had been up partying with business associates in Colombia for last two days straight with no sleep. The drugs finally wore off enough a few hours ago to where we could shut our eyes and catch some Z’s.

Briggs had another important meeting with some new associates that morning and she wanted to stay up, but I convinced her that we needed to get some sleep for at least a few hours.

“Austin! Get up! We’re so f*cking late!” she screamed, running around the room gathering up her clothes.

Our hotel room was a disaster. Things got a little hazy toward the end for me, and I guess we’d brought the party back to our room.

“Baby, relax,” I coaxed, sitting up on the edge of the bed, trying to open my eyes.

I leaned forward, placing my elbows up on my thighs, cradling my head that felt like it weighed a thousand pounds in my hands.