Chapter 154: Wrapped in Thorne
JOSIE
"You’re drunk. I’m not yours," I snapped.
The look on Thorne’s face was like he was about to make throttle me. I felt he would say something, but instead, he leaned back on the chair, and focused on the driver. Subconsciously, my hands went to my lips, wishing I had shut my mouth, and just let things go the way it was.
"Park the car," he said lowly.
I blinked. "What are you saying, Thorne? We are already so late, and..."
"Are you deaf? Park the damn car!"
I stared at Thorne in shock, my heart pounding so hard. This was it. He had always done things so recklessly, and now, he would hurt me again. The driver pulled at the side of the road.
"Get out of the car, and run," Thorne said simply.
I tried to touch him, but he also kicked the door open, stepping out of the car and leaving me behind. Oh, goddess! How much did he have to drink? It wasn’t supposed to be this way. My eyes moved around the car seats as I tried to see if I could get a phone, only for my side door to be pulled open.
I shot my eyes to Thorne’s intense ones. Thorne didn’t give me time to process anything as he pulled me out of the car, and into his arms. His scent was suddenly so intoxicating with his hands wrapped around me.
"What are you doing?" I asked softly.
He growled, and before I knew it, I was being pulled towards the edge of the wilderness. The trees blanketed us, and normally, I should have panicked, but I felt something else - curiosity. Thorne never acted out of the norm, so this could mean something.
He made his way to the other side of the wilderness, and before long, I was staring at a cottage. Thorne pulled me around to face him. "I need you right now," he said firmly.
"I..."
"Don’t talk, and you would see you want me just as much as I want you," he mumbled and slammed me right to his chest.
My eyes moved to his lips, and they were so firm and so succulent. I stepped closer to him as his fingers snaked through my thin waist, and before long, he claimed my lips in a fiery kiss. I couldn’t even breathe, I just felt. It was the most beautiful thing in the world. My hands moved around his neck, tugging his red hair in the only way I knew how to.
Thorne scooped me through the ass, and we stumbled into the cottage. We didn’t have to go far as my back hit the couch first, and he licked me like I was an ice-cream.
"Thorne..."
His answer was placing light kisses on my chest, and sliding my gown off me. It was a slight battle to step out of it, and when it was off, he started kissing me all over again. It was too passionate and I could barely breathe.
I tugged his hair, and he snapped his head back, looking at me. The hunger that I saw in his green eyes was enough to bring me to my knees.
"I need you," I found myself whispering.
His smirk lingered. "You should," he agreed, and attacked my breast. One hand was kneading one of it, and the other was sucking like a wild animal.
I have never felt pleasure so intense in my whole life. I tried to pull away from him, but he held me on the couch firmly, his hands surprising strong despite the alcohol he had consumed so far.
Weird words flew out of my mouth and I clamped my right hand over it, feeling my cheeks heat with embarrassment. Thorne barely wasted time on them, and he peppered kisses down my chest, and then, stomach. I sucked in a breath as he spread my legs apart, placing each one on either of his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" I whispered, slightly breathless.
He smirked and bit my inner thigh in response. "I want to eat my dinner," he said simply.
Oh, goddess!
Those words were enough to make me wet. Something primal moved through my body, and I gasped the moment Thorne’s mouth touched the intimate part of my body. What... I couldn’t breathe as my fingers moved to his shoulder, clawing at his skin. Whatever he was doing with his tongue and teeth, was making me see stars. Embarrassing moans escaped my lips and I rocked my head from side to side as the heat threatened to consume me.
"Thorne, please," I cried.
He went even faster, and my stomach shrunk in on itself as something carnal and primal moved through me, and I felt a release. I swallowed as he rose his head from in between my legs moving towards me. His lips was stained with a wet liquid, and I watched as he licked it clean.
"Delicious," he said. "Do you wish to taste yourself?"
"No... It’s too..."
"You mean, it’s too hot," he teased, and before I knew it, he was kissing me again.
I gasped, tasting myself on his tongue. My legs moved over to his thigh, as I kissed Every part of my body was on fire. Thorne licked my lips before pulling his shirt off. My eyes moved to the tattoos that were marked on his skin, but it was hard to see what it meant when he was pushing into my folds.
I pulled him back for a kiss, as he slid into my wetness, eliciting a cry from me. My fingers throttled the big back, and I threw my head back, embracing pleasure and pain.
Snapping my head to the side, I said, "Thorne, I don’t think I can... Oh, no! Don’t stop, please continue."
He chuckled as he moved faster, barely giving me time to protest as my body moved with him. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to move or not. All I knew was that this was magic, and I never wanted it to end.