Roughing

Her voice trails off the closer I get to her neck. Once I’m there, she leans her head to the side, giving me the go-ahead. “Don’t fight it, babe, just let it happen.”

She does as I command, lowering her guard along with her inhibitions. She wants this as much as I do. Tori brushes her hair off her neck and looks up at me.

I take her face in my hands, and her lips part for me. Slipping my tongue inside her mouth, I tug at her hair, as I deepen the kiss. Everything I have done was with one goal in mind. Tori. She has always been my end game. Losing Tori was the worst thing that ever happened to me, and if paying her tuition to keep her here was selfish, then, at least it was worth it.

I carry Tori into the bedroom, and kick the door shut. At first, we crash into the wall with our lips stick locked. Moaning, she sucks on my bottom lip, before her tongue caresses mine once more. Our kisses are animalistic and hungry, full of the passion I crave.

I set her on the floor, our eyes trained on one another. She lifts her shirt over her head and throws it on the floor, exposing my breasts. My palm falls to her back, pulling her closer, as I lean down to suck on her nipple. Feeling my way down her stomach, I slid the shorts over her hips along with her panties, and she steps out of them.

Staring at her gorgeous body, I lick my lips and drop to the floor in front of her. Tiny bumps dot her skin as my hand slides up her inner thigh. As I lick the inseam of her thigh, I stare up at her, not wanting to take my eyes off my girl. She’s beautiful and tastes so fucking good. When I lick between her folds, Tori digs her fingers through my hair, holding my head in a vise. She moans even louder as I slip two fingers inside her wetness. It doesn’t take long before her body trembles, and she rocks her hips against my mouth and comes for me. I love the way her body responds to me.

Licking her juices from my fingers and then my lips, I come to a standing and take off my shirt, followed by the rest of my clothes. She steps forward, pressing her breasts against my chest and hooks her leg around mine. I pick her up and kiss her until the backs of my legs hit the edge of the bed, and we fall back onto the mattress.

I roll Tori onto her back and position myself between her legs. Fisting my cock, I rub the tip along her entrance, before I ease into her, giving Tori some time to adjust to my size.

As I slide in and out of her, always careful not to hurt her, she gets used to me, and her face relaxes. She moans and hooks her legs around my back, digging her heels into my ass. I grip her hips and pick up the pace.

“Bash,” she moans and rakes her nails down my arms, crying out with pleasure.

“Come for me, babe” I whisper, as I dip down to kiss her on the lips.

When her insides clench around me, her cheeks redden, and a brush of heat spreads down to her chest. She screams my name as an intense orgasm rocks through her body. She has come undone beneath me.

I pump faster, the sweat trickling down my

forehead with each thrust. With my orgasm brewing, I let out a guttural groan, and glance down at Tori. She has a look so sexy as she comes for me again, and I am right behind her.

My body trembles one last time before I kiss her, slow and passionate. After I leave a trail of kisses along her neck and chest, I slide out of her and roll onto the mattress. She scoots closer and lays her head on my chest. I hook my arm around her and kiss her hair.

“I love you, Tori. And I promise to show you how much I love you for the rest of my life.”

“I love you, too, Bash,” she says out of breath. “But please don’t lie to me ever again. No more secrets. No more barriers.”

I hold her so tight as if I’m afraid she will change her mind, and whisper, “I promise, babe. You’re my queen, now and always.”

Chapter 16

Seven months later

Bash

Standing with the rest our graduating class, I watch with pride as Tori walks up the stairs and onto the platform to receive her diploma. As much as she had wanted to suck up her pride and find other ways to graduate, she kept the scholarship I’d created for her. I know a small part of her would’ve liked to have quit school and found someplace cheaper, just so she could be independent, but that would’ve meant leaving me behind. And I wasn’t about to allow that to happen.

I glance over at Tori’s father, a tall, balding man in his early fifties and smile. He doesn’t even know I’m over here, but his smile mirrors mine. Years ago, I had made him a promise that I would do anything I could to help Tori after putting her through hell. I vowed to take care of her, and when I let him down, I did everything in my power to make amends. He was content with the scholarship arrangement, though he has no idea I paid Tori’s tuition from my trust fund. He still believes my father has a charity that gives scholarships to the academically gifted.

As Tori shakes the Dean’s hand and holds her diploma in the air, she grins at her dad first, before her eyes land on me. This moment is priceless, worth every cent. She walks across the stage and toward my section, before taking her place with the rest of the students in her honor’s society.

It’s not long before they announce my name, and I make my way onto the stage to receive my diploma. Or the piece of paper that acts as one until the real thing comes in the mail. I find my parents in the crowd, and my dad moves his right arm back, as if he’s about to throw a football to me, and then pretends to release the imaginary ball. What a dork.

I laugh at him and shake my head while raising my hand to wave to my mom.

My dad is proud, and I’m just happy he was able to get away from work to be here. He’s missed so many important events in my life. Of all the days to miss, this would not be the one, especially since he knows my plans for after graduation, plans that involve Tori and the life we want to build together.

After they finish the final speeches and the Dean announces the graduating class, we shuffle out of the auditorium, the crowd turning into a stampede. I find Tori, slip my fingers between hers, and drag her through the throng, not wanting to let her out of my sight.

Our parents have the crowd working against them, so we wait for them on the lawn. Tori grips my gown and pulls me into her chest. I dip down to kiss her on the lips, wishing we were alone right now. We haven’t spent a day apart since I’d promised there would be no barriers between us, and I never want her to leave my sight.

“Keep kissing me like that, and we’ll have to skip lunch with our parents,” she says once our lips separate.