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“I think your mouth needs to be washed out.” Ethan continued to massage her nipples, wanting the blood flowing back the way it should. When he finally felt her body relax against his, he slowly dropped his hands and pulled hers away from him. Stepping back, he then shut the shower curtain and turned on the spray. Waiting until the water had heated to where they would be comfortable, he held out his hand to her. “In you go.”

Taryn stepped over to the tub and slid under the water. Ethan heard her intake of air when the water glided down over the sensitive flesh of her backside. It wasn’t anywhere near the awareness she would have when her ass touched the cool tile every time she slid down the oversized cock where he positioned it. Given the fading strength she would have in her legs, her ability to stay up off the stimulator would diminish with every downward stroke. The scene was evolving in his mind as she experienced each changing event. He finally took his place behind her and enjoyed the warmth of the water himself.

“These are your instructions,” Ethan whispered against her ear. “You’re going to turn and face me, back yourself down onto that vibrator, and then take it all the way into your pussy until your ass connects with the tile. Once on it, you won’t be allowed to steady yourself by holding on to anything. You will place your hands on your hips for balance. You will make sure the clit stimulator is in place and then you will take my cock into your mouth. If you come before I give you permission, you know exactly what will happen.”

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Taryn felt a shiver run through her body at the vision he’d instilled within her mind. Watching him in the mirror as he concentrated on spanking her ass was almost overwhelming, but what she was about to do and how she would look doing it encumbered her senses. There was something so sensual in viewing something so wanton.

“It’s massive,” Taryn murmured, knowing Ethan could hear each word she said.

“You’re wet enough to take two of them inside of you.” Ethan placed his hands on her hips and turned her around to face him. His dimple was showing and the green of his hazel eyes sparked with hunger. She realized that he couldn’t wait to see her accept that substantial sized toy into her pussy. “No more procrastinating. Now.”

Taryn took a half step backwards while he stepped in front of her, holding her hands. He was going to help her situate herself, but she really wanted a free hand to help guide this monstrosity inside of her that he’d purchased. When his fingers tightened on hers, she understood that he wanted her to slowly lower herself and let her weight do the work. Damn if that didn’t raise her arousal level.

“I’ve got you. Just separate your legs to give yourself some leverage,” Ethan instructed, assisting her. “Once you’ve taken it inside of you, I’ll turn it on so that the vibrations stimulate your need to come as you’ve settled down onto it. We’ll see who lasts longer.”

Taryn pressed her lips together, knowing she would win. He could do whatever he wanted to, but she would damn well make sure that he wouldn’t go out and purchase some god-awful chastity belt. When the large head of the vibrator touched her folds, she shivered in anticipation.

“Slowly,” Ethan warned. She wasn’t so sure it was because he didn’t want her to hurt herself or if he wanted her to feel every inch of the damned thing. “Ease your knees farther apart.”

Taryn almost snapped and asked how far he expected her to situate her legs but she caught herself in the nick of time. She focused her gaze on his cock, imagining it was him that she was taking inside of her. When the tip entered her entrance and her body weight forced herself to open wider, she couldn’t help but moan in pleasure. Her muscles tensed and she involuntarily bounced just a bit.

“Take more, Taryn.”

She hadn’t realized how wet she’d been, for though the total width had yet to enter her pussy, the rubber was lubricated more than if it had been prepared with anything else. She continued to ease herself over the giant cock, the clit stimulator slowly reaching up to cover her engorged nub, and took inch by inch of the toy inside of her until she felt like she was going to split in two. The delicious sting of the thickness started to settle in and she found herself wondering how much more of the cock there was to take.

“I don’t think—”

“Are you giving up already?”

Son of a bitch, but Ethan knew exactly what to say to spur her on. Taryn’s body was quivering, not entirely from the exertion but from the sheer pleasure that her pussy was receiving…and the thing wasn’t even vibrating yet. She gritted her teeth and let herself take more of the toy until she thought she’d explode. At that second, the cool tile touched the flesh of her ass and for a brief moment, she thought she would come on contact.

“That’s my girl,” Ethan murmured, crouching to his knees in front of her and placing her hands on her hips so that she could find her equilibrium. “Let’s make sure you’re situated before we begin.”

Taryn had no breath to ask him what he meant, but she used every ounce of control she had to continue to balance. She had to brace herself when his fingers pulled open her folds to position the clitoral portion flat on her swollen tissue. Quivers shot through her pussy and he’d yet to even activate the vibrations. When he did, she would have sworn her eyes rolled back in sheer ecstasy.

“Now,” Ethan whispered into her ear before rising, “take me in your mouth when I stand. Just think of how frustrating the rest of the week will be in a chastity belt. Remember to keep your hands on your hips.”

There wasn’t a chance in hell of her wearing a chastity belt and she slowly inhaled as much oxygen as she could, trying to maintain control of her body. He wasn’t going to allow her to cradle his balls or massage his shaft. It was all up to her lips, tongue, and mouth to ensure that he came before she did.

“Part your lips, baby girl.”

Taryn did as instructed, although he had stood far enough away where she had to lift herself off of the vibrator, causing the stimulator to rub against her clit. She was already seeing flashes of light as pleasure coursed through her body. She moved forward, taking him into her mouth until the toy in her pussy was only halfway inside of her. When she released him, the toy plunged its way deep within of her—much easier this time and with more intense pleasure. The coolness of the tile hit her ass and the warring sensations were nearly too much to bear. This was definitely going to be harder than she thought.

Taryn drew her cheeks together, sucking Ethan’s cock deeper into her mouth and lifting herself back off of the thick rubber with only her fatigued legs. Her ability to stay in the up position was limited and the longer she remained in the down position her clit was going to cost her this battle. She hummed when her nub was skimmed by the additional attachment. Knowing she needed to do something, anything to make him reach this point as well, she swallowed around his tip when he’d reached the back of her throat. His fingers tightened in her tangled spiky hair.

“That’s right, baby. Do that again.”

After a minute of trying to find a rhythm, Taryn finally established it and did her best to delay her gratification. She wasn’t sure how long the two of them were like this, but the air and water had cooled and her legs had started trembling even worse from the chill. It was those two things that helped her defer the inevitable, but she used it toward her advantage. Unfortunately it wasn’t enough to hold out as long as he could and she found herself very close to that yawning precipice. She did the only thing she could.

“Fuck,” Ethan ground out between clenched teeth as she took him all the way down her throat and held him there. “Come for me, Taryn.”

She sank back hard again the vibrator, allowing her weight to force the toy all the way inside of her. The stimulator lit her clit on fire and sent sparks shooting down her inner thighs. It was a good thing that Ethan leaned forward so that she could swallow his seed, because she wasn’t so sure she could move upward again. Wave after wave of release engulfed her until her body was a quivering mess impaled on the massive pole staking her to the bathtub.

“Wrap your arms around my neck,” Ethan ordered, his voice soft yet firm. She didn’t think to disobey and immediately did as he asked. She suddenly had no energy. He must have somehow put the stopper into the drain and turned off the shower, because within seconds she was being immersed in hot water. He’d lowered them both to the bottom of the tub and was now holding her against his chest. “Much better.”

“Is that monstrosity still suctioned to the tile?” Taryn asked, turning her head to the side so that her cheek rested against his skin. There wasn’t a place on her that wasn’t warm and content. Her lashes closed all on their own, obscuring her vision. She was so very comfortable. “You should take it off so it doesn’t hit your head.”

“Just rest.” Ethan chuckled, but pressed his lips against her temple and pulled her tighter against him. “I’m looking forward to getting home where some of these items will be in a place of my own design.”

Home. The word came out of nowhere and Taryn fidgeted slightly, once again wondering if things between them would still be the same once they returned home. She opened her eyes and looked down, seeing his arms wrapped around her. The security that he’d always given her had transferred their relationship to a different realm, yet it remained the same…stronger. She closed her eyes and did what he requested. She would rest and worry about home later.

Chapter Twenty-Three

“W
e’re going to die from heat exhaustion,” Taryn muttered, sneaking a finger inside the collar of her black button down dress shirt. She tugged on the bulletproof vest to get some air against her overheated skin. “I’m liking Minnesota better and better.”

“You won’t be saying that come winter,” Ethan replied, leaning up against the Pathfinder. His dark sunglasses kept her from seeing his eyes, but she knew that he was viewing everything and everyone around them. He’d crossed his arms and she would have given anything to have them wrapped around her, but they both knew their duty on this mission. “Does someone have a sight on the mausoleum to our nine o’clock?”

Taryn focused on the here and now, having noticed the smaller building earlier, along with countless other places that Ryland could be positioned. Fallon had stayed back at the hotel while Crest and the contractors he’d hired were situated around the large cemetery. The morning sun was shining down on acres of land that were covered in various tombstones and buildings. There was little wind and the humidity was already too high for comfort. An incoming subsonic bullet would leave a wake in this moisture like a motorboat. Depending on the angle to attack, you might see it coming before it hit.

Someone answered over the small earpiece lodged in Taryn’s ear, confirming that the particular building Ethan had referenced had been cleared of any suspected aggressors. Connor had stayed behind to monitor the Bowers’ estate while Jax was currently tailing Art to the cemetery at a discreet distance. If there were any time when Ryland would make his move it would be now. He wouldn’t want physical evidence confirmed that he was still alive, for his current existence would be over if the federal government ever went public with his information.

“No calls?” Ethan asked, knowing full well she hadn’t had any other contact with Ryland.

“No, which can only mean Ryland has his own agenda.” Taryn continued to scan the area, not liking the stillness in the air. “He indicated that Bowers took out Yvette. Ryland could be waiting for us to do our jobs to yank everything away from his uncle in retribution.”

“Ryland doesn’t strike me as the type of man who would want to see someone suffer unless it served his purposes. He likes them simply eliminated and out of his way.”

“You feeling it?” Taryn tilted her neck to ease the pressure and heard the low pops that did just that. She had the feeling of being watched. “He’s here.”

“We have no visual,” Crest’s voice came through the earpiece loud and clear.

Taryn placed her left hand on her abdomen, not reassured by the strength of the vest in any way. She knew that it wouldn’t do any good if Ryland actually took the shot. Her head would have a .308 diameter hole in one side with a corresponding quarter size hole on the other and everything would go black before she ever realized she’d been shot. She tried to fend off the hopelessness that overcame her at the understanding of how little control she had over Ryland and suddenly sensed the need to express to Ethan what she felt.