Shaking her head, she walked toward the bathroom. Putting the plug into the bath, she turned the hot water on and started to fill the tub. Striping her clothes off, she let out a sigh.
“You know, I’ll never get tired of seeing you naked,” Tiny said.
Spinning around, she saw her man leaning up against the doorframe.
“I thought you’d be celebrating with the others. You’ve got a meeting and a vote to do tonight.”
She didn’t cover her body from his gaze. The moment she did, he’d start to ask why, and she wasn’t ready to talk to him yet.
“Angel and Lash have a lot of people greeting them. I’m not needed downstairs. I’m needed here, with you. I want to know what’s going on in that head of yours. Something is clearly bothering you.” He tugged his shirt over his head, revealing well defined abs covered in ink. Licking her lips, she averted her gaze in order to keep herself sane while she was around him. Whenever Tiny got naked, she struggled to make sense of any of her thoughts. “Tell me what’s going on.”
He took a step into the room, tugging on her hands. She stumbled against him, and any thought she was having, disappeared at the feel of him.
“Come on, baby. Talk to me. You’re my woman, my wife, my old lady. You don’t need to keep this shit from me.” He placed a finger underneath her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Tell me what’s going on in that head of yours.”
Biting her lip, she stared into his eyes. “I’m scared, Tiny.”
“Of what?”
“The club, Gonzalez, you. I can’t stop being scared, and pretending I’m not scared is harder than anything else.” She pulled out of his arms and turned to stop the water running into the bath.
“That’s not all, is it?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“Then tell me everything that’s going on in that crazy brain of yours.” His hands went to her hips, tugging her back against him. She felt the roughness of his denim rubbing against her ass. Closing her eyes, she wanted to give herself to him, but her fear held her back. Most of the time she relented and gave in to the passion he stirred within her. Tiny had been different with Gonzalez. She sensed the worry within him as well. When Tate ended up in a coma because of his decision, it had almost broken him. Tiny didn’t want to make the wrong decision and cost someone his life.
“Just stupid shit, Tiny. You don’t need to worry about anything.”
“When it comes to you, I worry.” He muttered the words against her head. “Tell me. I can help you.”
Letting out a sigh, she turned in his arms.
“I was thinking about what happens when I get older.” She chanced a look up at him.
He chuckled. “You’re worried about getting old?”
“Yeah, you don’t exactly have a great track record with being faithful to other women.”
She made to turn away, but he caught hold of her chin and forced her to look at him.
“I’ll have you know I’ve been completely faithful to you. I refuse to look at another f**king woman.” His arm banded around her back, cupping her ass. Tiny squeezed the flesh, moaning as he did. “This is the ass I want to squeeze, and f**k. You, Eva, you’re the woman I want in my bed, the only woman I want in my life. I don’t care how old you get. You’re mine, and I’ll never f**king stray from you.” He leaned down, slamming his lips against hers. She melted against him, never wanting to let him go.
Whimpering, she wrapped her arms around his neck, loving the feel of his tongue as he slid it across her lips. Opening up to his invasive tongue, she met him halfway, and the taste of him exploded on her tongue.
Tiny pulled away from her first. He stared down into her eyes, and she felt open to his gaze.
“I think it’s time I showed you who owns this body.” In quick moves he had her pressed up against the sink, away from the bath. In the mirror she watched him looking down and heard the sound of his belt loosening. The sound of his zipper opening echoed off all the walls.
Heat built between her thighs, making it impossible for her to think.
“I don’t give a f**k what Gonzalez has planned. He can go and f**k himself, Eva. The only woman I want, the only woman I’ll ever f**king want, is you.” His hands touched her h*ps then cupped the cheeks of her ass.
She felt him spread her ass open, and then the tip of his c**k was pressed to her entrance.
“I wish I had some lube on me. I’d f**k your ass as well to prove to you how much you f**king own me.” In the next instant he slammed deep inside her, taking her by surprise.
Crying out, she gripped the edge of the sink, holding on as he went to the hilt, refusing to back down. One of his hands gripped her hip as the other went to her neck. He lifted her head up so she had no choice but to look in the mirror.
“Look at yourself, baby. Look what I’ve got to call my own.” He pulled out of her only to ram back inside. Gasping, Eva loved the way he filled her. His thick prick stroked along the walls of her pu**y, showing her how hard he was.
Staring at her man, she saw the raw desire shining back at her. He stared at her with love and lust.
“I’m f**king old, Eva. You could have any man you f**king wanted, and yet, you’re with me.” Again, he pulled out of her and swiveled his h*ps to plunge back within her. Screaming out, she closed her eyes at the intense pleasure his rough f**king was creating. “No, you f**king look at me.”
She had no choice but to open her eyes as he refused to move until she did. Looking at him, she waited for him to move. Tiny didn’t keep her waiting long. Over and over, he thrust deep inside her, going to the hilt then back again. He drove her to the edge of orgasm but wouldn’t let her go over the edge.
“Please, Tiny.”
“No, you don’t get to come until I know you understand who’s getting the better f**king bargain.” He slapped her ass and held her neck tightly. There was nowhere else for her to go. Tiny was the one in control. His c**k f**ked her, getting her wet with each thrust.
Begging him to f**k her, she tried to push back against him. He wouldn’t let her move. With the hand on her neck and on her hip, he was the stronger one.
“Please,” she said, begging.
“No, look at yourself, Eva. You’re a f**king beauty. You’re young, sexy, and could have any man begging for your attention.” He f**ked her in three hard thrusts.
Crying out, she tightened her hold on the sink, hoping he made his point soon. She didn’t know how much more torture she could take with him f**king her.