Control (Harper Security Ops #18)

Nineteen

NINETEEN

Ty

“Okay, just try to resist.”

My brows shot up, the disbelief no doubt marring my expression. Alana couldn’t be serious.

Not now.

Not when she was doing this. Not when her fingers were already curled around my cock, and she’d had her mouth that close.

“Are you joking?”

The look of determination mixed with a hint of frustration that came my way was slightly unnerving. “I am not joking, Ty. You promised.”

I had promised.

But I had been in the moment, and I didn’t think Alana understood what she was asking me to do. “I know. But what you’re asking me is close to an impossibility. You’re telling me to avoid doing what feels natural. It’s like telling a lion not to stalk its prey.”

She raised a brow. “You’re not an animal that’s going to eat me.”

“Uh…actually, I’m fully on board with making that happen,” I noted, doing my best to resist the urge to thrust my hips up. “You taste delightful.”

Alana sighed and rolled her eyes. “Ty Weaver, you’ve already stopped me once from fulfilling the promise I made earlier this evening. You can’t do it a second time. Unless…”

“Unless what?”

Her features turned sullen at the same time she offered a slow stroke with her hand. Then her thumb swirled lightly around the tip. “Unless you don’t think I’m capable. Unless you think I’m not good enough.”

My eyes narrowed. “You’re not fighting fair.”

She pressed her lips together and lifted her shoulders to her ears, her grip on me growing firm. “I told you I was going to take charge tonight. I promised you that, and I was looking forward to it. And after dinner, I thought you were going to allow it to happen.”

“I fully intended for it to go down the way you had hoped, but you were doing such an amazing job that I lost control and had to take over,” I explained, my attempt to defend myself.

“I know. But when I protested then, you made me a promise that I could take charge next time,” she argued. “Now that I’ve had my head in your lap while we watched a movie on this couch ever since you finished things up for us last time, I want my chance. And unless you’re a man who breaks his promises, you have to do whatever it takes to resist me.”

I sucked in a deep breath. This was going to be absolute torture. “I need you to be clear about the rules. Am I not allowed to do anything? ”

A slow, victorious smile spread across her face. “You can...watch.” My eyes widened, pleading with her for more. She sighed. “Fine. You can touch, too. But that’s it. You’re not allowed to take over. It has to feel like I’m in control the entire time.”

It wasn’t what I’d hoped for, but if it was going to make Alana happy, I was going to do it. “Okay. Okay, I promise to only watch and touch. You get to do the rest.”

With my reassurances in hand, Alana wasted no time. She lowered her head and took me deep in her mouth.

I’d been given permission to watch and touch, but that one movement forced my hands to ball into fists as my head dropped back. I remained like that for the first few beats as Alana moved her mouth over my length and worked herself into a rhythm.

But then I decided I needed to get in on the action, and that involved paying attention to what she was doing and getting my hands on her.

So, that’s what I did.

My gaze fell upon her face, watching as those gorgeous lips were wrapped around me and taking me into her mouth. It was a good thing I’d gotten her to agree to having me touch her, because keeping my hands off her was going to be impossible.

My hand went to her ass and squeezed before my fingers drifted toward her pussy. Her mouth still taking me in deep, I pressed my fingers flat against her.

And the second I began to play between her legs, she let out a moan and tilted her ass higher to give me better access. If I wasn’t so caught up in the feel of her warm, wet mouth on my dick, I might have laughed. Alana claimed she wanted me to do nothing, but her actions and reactions when we were in the heat of the moment always told a different story.

But since I’d given her my word—for the second time—I was going to hold back and resist the urge to give into that temptation. I was going to let her do this, and I was going to enjoy every second of it.

There wasn’t a thing about it not to enjoy, either. Alana was skilled. More than that, she was eager and willing and ready to please.

“Is it good?” she asked, looking up at me with her pretty pink lips just millimeters away from the tip. That alone was enough to have me clenching my jaw, but the look in her eyes sent me over the edge.

“You’re incredible,” I told her.

She licked her lips, her tongue just barely brushing up against me. “Do you want more of my mouth? Or do you want something else?”

My cock jerked. “I thought you were the one in charge. I didn’t realize I’d have a choice.”

Alana stroked, pumping her fist once before parting her lips and taking me in deep again. She hollowed her cheeks as she pulled back, and after she released me from the confines of her mouth, she said, “I’m in charge of delivering you pleasure, Ty. That doesn’t mean you can’t tell me what you want, does it? If I asked you to put your mouth between my legs or to fuck me harder, are you telling me you wouldn’t go all out to give me exactly what I asked for?”

She had a point.

And the images that popped into my head at what I could have been doing to her flashed in my mind. My fingers got creative between her legs, moving through the wetness and circling her clit.

Alana stroked again. “Focus on me, Ty, not on what you’re seeing in your head.”

I blinked my eyes and focused on her.

“What do you want?” Her voice was strained, like it was taking every ounce of restraint for her to not rear back on my fingers and seek out her own pleasure.

While I knew she’d have no problem giving me everything right now, I couldn’t take that without making sure she had the same. “Your mouth is unbelievable, baby. But there’s nothing like being inside you and feeling you come just before I do the same.”

A shiver ran down her spine, and the corners of her mouth tipped up in a smile. “Well, with my foot, I guess it’s time to get creative. How do you feel about that?”

My mind drifted back to the time I sat with her in the cookie shop, and she’d asked what she was going to do with me. I recalled thinking she could do anything she wanted. It was time I followed through on that.

“I’m up for anything you want.”

She bit her lip and urged me to get a condom on. As soon as I’d done that, Alana was in my lap, her back pressed against my chest. She wasted no time reaching down and positioning me before sinking down.

My hands gripped her hips tightly, and a groan tore up my throat. “Fuck, you feel so good,” I whispered in her ear.

She twisted her neck, her mouth seeking mine. As we kissed and she squirmed in my lap, circling her hips and grinding down on me, my hands left her sides. One traveled up to her breasts, the other dipping down between her legs.

I continued to kiss her, swallowing her moans, as each one crawled up her throat. My hands never left her body, touching and teasing, and Alana did exactly what she promised she’d do. She delivered pleasure, and the way she did it had me ready to kick myself.

This had been her plan since before we’d had dinner, and I had stopped it, because I hadn’t been able to control myself and hold back.

Now, I could clearly see it wasn’t always necessary to take the lead. Because Alana was in my lap, riding my cock, and she wasn’t slowing down.

Her head rolled back, landing on my shoulder. “Oh, Ty. Oh, God.”

And there it was.

Alana had already been doing everything she could to build me up, and she’d been doing a beautiful job of it. But hearing that, hearing her on the verge like that, was enough to have me climbing higher and higher much faster.

My hands continued to play as she rode me hard. Her moans filled the air, the heady scent of sex all around us.

Alana reached an arm up and slid her fingers into my hair at the back of my head. I angled my mouth toward hers. “Do you know how amazing you are? How good you feel? You’re going to make me come, baby.”

A lazy smile spread across her face. “I told you I could do it.”

In any other scenario, I would have burst into a fit of laughter. Not now, though. Alana had us both on the verge, her moans becoming whimpers while I just barely hung on.

And then it happened, she came apart around me, her back arching and her mouth seeking mine. The moment our tongues touched was the moment it happened for me.

My orgasm tore through me, my arms wrapping around the front of Alana’s body and holding her close.

She was everything. Everything I never expected but desperately needed in my life. Someone who wasn’t selfish and gave just as good as she got in all facets. If I hadn’t already been feeling bits of it before, this moment would have solidified it.

I was falling for Alana Wolf, and I was going to do whatever it took to hold on to her.

Alana

The soft whisper of Ty’s lips against my skin sent a shiver up my spine and forced my eyes open.

If he’d kissed my shoulder or neck, there was not a doubt in my mind I would have moved close and pressed my body tight to his.

I couldn’t do that now.

Because Ty’s body wasn’t running the length of mine. He didn’t have me wrapped up in his arms with my body tucked firmly in his hold.

No.

No, Ty had moved.

I hadn’t felt it or known it happened until this moment, though. Until I felt his lips pressed lightly against the skin on my inner thigh.

My legs were draped over his shoulders.

And his hands. Ty’s hands were roaming lightly, gently caressing.

I moaned at the feel of all he was doing, thinking it was the perfect wake-up call. “What are you doing?”

He pressed a soft kiss to the opposite thigh, and I could feel him smile against my skin when my hips squirmed, their silent demand for more of what he was doing.

Ty wouldn’t deny me. There wasn’t a question in my mind that he’d build me up and give me more than I might have expected.

As it was, I was curious what prompted him to wake up and be so generous at such an early hour.

He finally ended his teasing, turned his head, and focused on what was right in front of him. The moment I felt his lips and tongue touch me, I gathered fistfuls of the blanket and moaned.

Ty’s mouth was skilled. He’d done this to me several times in the days since we’d taken steps to be with one another, and I was convinced it got better every single time. His pace, his style, his effort. None of it was lacking.

My thighs squeezed him, my heels digging into his back. And when one of my hands reached down and landed on his head as I let out another moan, he groaned against me.

“Ty,” I breathed. “What are you doing to me?”

I hadn’t expected him to stop, so when he pulled his mouth back, my head shot up off the pillow and looked down my body at him. “Just relax and let me do this. I’m working to get in your good graces this morning.”

My brows knit together, the confusion instantly washing over me. I might have asked more questions, but Ty went back to work. Just like that. He’d said the most ridiculous thing I’d ever heard, considering we were already on wonderful terms, and went back to eating me.

I tried to get myself to rise above the pleasure for just a moment, so I could tell him he was being silly, but then his tongue did this lick and swirl around my clit, and I lost all sense of reason. The only way I was going to get answers, or an explanation, was to do what Ty said—relax and let him do this.

I could ask questions later.

So, that’s what I did. I let Ty do what he wanted. I allowed him to build me up several times before pulling back and doing it all over again. He’d get me just close enough to the point I think he’d send me soaring, and then he’d stop. After the third time, I thought he must have been so impressed by what I’d done last night that he felt the need to reciprocate.

I hadn’t needed it. Ty had always been wonderful to me. But I wasn’t going to complain about it, either.

Eventually, finally , Ty built me up and didn’t stop. He worked me through my orgasm, arguably in the top two or three he’d ever given me, before he kissed his way up my body and cuddled close.

With his arms wrapped firmly around me and my body tucked tight to his, I took some time to breathe in the scent of him and come down from the high.

Then, because it had been so wonderful, I thought he deserved to have me return the favor. I reached my hand down between our bodies, curled my fingers around him, and squeezed firmly as I stroked him.

He groaned at the same time he reached for my wrist and pulled my hand away. Surprised, I tipped my chin up to look at him. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”

“I wanted to make you feel good.”

He smiled at me adoringly. “I know. But not this morning.”

“What? Why not? You can’t tell me you don’t want it, Ty. I just felt how excited you are.”

Laughter escaped. “Alana, it’s a safe bet to assume I’ll always want it with you. But that’s not what this is about this morning.”

“You’re turning me down?” I was flabbergasted.

“For sex or a blowjob or whatever else you intended to do to return the favor? Yes.”

My jaw dropped. “I don’t understand. Why?”

“Because I want something else from you today.”

My curiosity had certainly been piqued. “After what you just did for me this morning, I’m not sure there’s much I wouldn’t be willing to give you.”

He grinned, his eyes lighting up in a way I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen before. “That’s what I was hoping for.”

“What do you want me to give you, Ty?”

Ty’s hand came up to the side of my face. His thumb stroked along the apple of my cheek. “I want the day with you.”

“What?”

“I want to spend the day with you.”

It seemed simple enough. The words were self-explanatory. But I was still confused. “We’ve been spending every day together. I don’t understand.”

He shifted his head closer to mine, pressed a kiss to my lips—the taste of me still lingering there—and clarified, “Ever since you and I became an us, we’ve spent time every day working together on your story. I want one day doing something fun with you without any talk about work. Before we dive back into the investigation tomorrow and carry out your plan, I want a day to have you all to myself. It’d mean the world to me, if you would give that to me.”

My heart squeezed. It was a wonder I didn’t melt into a puddle right there in his arms. “You could have just asked, Ty. You didn’t need to do all that stuff this morning.”

“Was it not enjoyable?”

“It was spectacular.”

“So, why are you complaining?”

“I’m not complaining. I loved it. But I think you should know that if there’s ever something you want from me, you can ask. Believe it or not, I like the idea of doing things to make you happy, too.”

Something changed in his expression. There was certainly a level of appreciation there, but there was something else lingering, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. “I’ll try to keep that in mind.”

I smiled reassuringly at him. “So, what is it you’d like to do today?”

“Get a Christmas tree and decorate it.”

“What?”

“I normally have one by now, but with all that we’ve been doing lately, I haven’t gotten one. I’d like to go out today to buy a tree, and then I’d like to spend the day decorating it with you.”

Tears filled my eyes. It made no sense. Ty hadn’t said anything mean or hurtful, but here I was, on the verge of a meltdown. That’s when I realized what it was. This man had given me so much of his time and attention, never once asking for anything in return, and with the exception of last night, I felt like I hadn’t done much that was special for him.

“I’d love to do that for you, Ty. I’m sorry I’ve been consuming so much of your time.”

He pinched my chin lightly between his thumb and forefinger. “I don’t want an apology, Alana. I’ve loved every minute I’ve spent with you over these last few weeks. I just want us to have a day together that doesn’t involve work, and I thought doing something to prepare for Christmas might be fun.”

I nodded my understanding. “I’m really looking forward to it.”

“Good. Let’s get ourselves some breakfast, get ready, and head out.”

He gave me another kiss before he moved to get out of the bed. But I tugged on his arm before he could get too far away. When he shot me an inquisitive look, I said, “Are you sure you don’t want me to help you out this morning? I’d be happy to return the favor.”

He smiled. “It’s enough to know you feel that way, Alana. In any other scenario, I’d never dream of declining. Right now, I’m just excited to get this day started with you.”

Was it possible to fall in love with a man so soon? It had only been a little over a month, but I could feel something happening between us that I liked a whole lot.

At that, I happily got out of the bed, pressed my naked body against his, and kissed him. Then we got ourselves ready, had some breakfast, and took off to get Ty a tree.

Ty wasn’t picky about his tree.

We’d found a few great trees within twenty minutes of arriving at the tree farm—something that happened only after we’d gone to grab cups of coffee from The Early Bird, where Ty introduced me to Tarryn, the wife of the owner of Harper Security Ops.

Ty narrowed the tree selection down to two he’d be happy with and asked me to pick the one I liked best.

I loved the way it made me feel, that we were doing something that seemed so simple and insignificant, and yet, I felt like I was sitting on top of the world. That he wanted my input for the tree that would be in his home made me feel so special.

I chose a tree, and he didn’t waste any time getting it chopped down.

Now, we were back at his place, the tree had been put in its base, and Ty had pulled out all of his Christmas decorations.

Seeing this, loving how wonderful this day already felt, something came over me.

“Are you busy?” I blurted, kneeling beside him.

Ty looked up from the container he’d just pulled out with decorations. “No. Why? What do you need?”

Shaking my head, I clarified, “I don’t mean now. I’m talking about during Christmas. Is it busy for you? I assume you celebrate with your family.”

He’d been crouched by the container, but after hearing my question, he settled himself on his ass and placed his hand on my thigh. “I do celebrate with my family. My brothers and I go over to my parents’ place for the day. We generally arrive sometime in the afternoon, and my mom prepares a big dinner. When we were younger, they’d take us over to our grandparents’ houses, but now that my mom’s parents have passed, my dad’s parents just come to the house. What about you?”

“It’s similar. My brother and I go to my parents’ place. But my mom makes a big deal out of Christmas morning, so breakfast is special for us.”

Ty dipped his chin with understanding, a lengthy silence growing in our tense stares. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Didn’t want to look away.

I was going to go for it. To ask for what I wanted, the way he’d done with me this morning. But what I hadn’t expected was Ty would have thoughts of his own.

As I asked if we could find time to celebrate that day with each other, Ty said, “I want to spend Christmas with you.”

I jerked back, him doing the same, and neither of us looked away for several beats. I was the first to break the tension. “You want to spend Christmas with me?”

“I do.”

“Like, you want us to carve out some time in our day to see each other?”

His head moved from side to side, the look in his eyes intense. “No, Alana. I want us to go to bed together on Christmas Eve, so we can wake up wrapped up in each other on Christmas morning. And I want to join you for breakfast and visiting with your family before leaving in the afternoon to spend time and have dinner with my family. That’s what I want.”

My pulse was pounding. This man was perfect. “That’s exactly what I want, too.”

A slow smile spread across his face. Then he reached for me, hauled me into his lap, and kissed me like he’d never kissed me before.

We got caught up, our hands roaming for a bit before we separated. “If we don’t focus, your tree isn’t going to get decorated.”

“Yeah. It’d be a shame.”

“I know you’re not going to forego decorating this tree now,” I declared, squirming in his lap in an attempt to get out of his hold.

“It’s okay if we delay it,” he reasoned.

I shook my head, scrambled free, and stood. “Absolutely not, Ty. You wanted this special day of us getting your tree and decorating it; we are decorating it.”

His lips twitched. “Do you know how sexy I find you when you’re trying to be a boss about such trivial things?”

“Our first Christmas together isn’t trivial,” I fired back.

Amusement mixed with something else in his expression. “You’re right. And we’re going to make it the best one we’ve both ever had.” A moment later, he stood, pulled me into his arms, and said, “I hope you know how happy you’ve made me, Alana.”

I beamed at him. “I might have a tiny clue.”

He chuckled and kissed the tip of my nose. “Come on. Let’s get this tree decorated.”

I happily joined him.

Ty and I had the best time not only decorating his tree, but also decorating his whole house. Not once did we discuss the work I was doing or what was ahead for tomorrow. We spent our time fully immersed in giving each other a wonderful day together, and it was everything I didn’t know I needed.

That might have been why, by the time he tucked me close to his body when we were in his bed that night, I was completely certain that I’d fallen in love with Ty Weaver.