Page 31 of Ruthlessly Mine


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“You are a beautiful woman with everything to offer, Crystal.” I looked straight into her eyes. She seemed so surprised by my statement. All I could think about was fucking her. This wasn’t the best scenario.

“As I said, you don’t know me,” she whispered, rubbing her fingers absently across her mouth and jaw. “I live from day to day, worrying about paying bills and being able to purchase dog food. I have a sometimes-crappy job in a hick bar and even though I live in a vibrant city, I don’t remember the last time I went to the beach. I’m not sure what I actually have to offer anyone.” She took a long swig of her drink and even though there was almost no light that filtered onto the deck, I could see the glimmer of tears in her eyes.

“I don’t need to know you to capture your essence, to realize what a special person you are. And giving. I may be a hard man, but that’s easy to see. Funny thing about life is that you don’t know how special it can be until you throw it away. That much I do know.”

She shifted in her seat but remained quiet, yet I heard the sniffling.

“Thank you for the drink. I’m going out front. Lock the doors before you go to bed.”

“I don’t get another spanking?”

My fingers tingled at the thought. “Not right now.” I stopped just inside the doorway, peering over as she rubbed the top of Zorro’s head, her fingers caressing in such a loving manner. I moved through the house, stopping long enough to glance into her bedroom, a pang slicing into my heart. She was a stranger, and this was merely a stop in a town that was too close to Miami. Besides, I’d hurt her and that was the last thing I wanted to do. She obviously had enough baggage.

I turned off the light over the porch before moving into the darkness and sitting down. Crunching gravel would give anyone approaching by vehicle away. Tugging on one leg of my jeans, I yanked the knife from the sheath attached to my boot. The fuckers in the bar had no idea how close I’d come to using it on them. Creating a disturbance of that nature would only prove to alert Diego in some fashion.

The grip I had on the glass could easily shatter it. Fuck. I was far too attracted to Crystal and everything about her. Leave it to me to find a damsel in distress. Leaning back, I allowed my mind to wander, to think about the fact I wanted to taste the woman, every inch of her body.

I rested the knife on my knees and took another sip. Then another. The adrenaline rush was all but gone, leaving my eyes heavy and my mind foggy.

And God, my cock ached like a son of a bitch…

She stood in front of me, her naked body glistening from the giant moon. I was mesmerized, not only by her beauty but also by the look in her eyes, as if I was the only thing that mattered in her life. I took slow steps in her direction, feeling the effects of our intense connection, the hold she already had over me. While she was the one submitting, trusting me with her body and soul, I was the lost creature. I was the one required to protect and nurture her, care for and love her like no man ever had.

“I thought you’d left,” Crystal whispered, her hand casually brushing hair from her ruby-stained mouth.

“Never. I will never be far away from you.” Her gentle smile was my reward. Using just the pads of my fingers, I caressed her shoulders, lightly moving down the length of her arms until I was able to intertwine our fingers. I lowered my head and inhaled, drinking in her sweet essence. When our lips touched, a near spasm rocketed through my body, the desire increasing until I had difficulty breathing. “I want you, all of you.”

“And I want you, sir.” She tilted her head slightly, smashing her lips against mine.

I dragged her against my chest, lifting her onto her tiptoes and thrusting my tongue inside. The taste of her was sizzling and sweet at the same time, a hint of cinnamon mixed with the rich merlot we’d shared earlier in the evening. I was one hungry man, famished to the point I would feast on every inch of her body. I placed my hand on her cheek, caressing her skin while I fisted her hair, exploring the dark recesses of her mouth.

Crystal whimpered, her body shaking as she palmed my chest, allowing her fingers to dig into my shirt.

Grunting, I broke the kiss, dragging my tongue around her mouth as I breathed over her, every sound ragged and laced with the dark intensity I felt deep in my mind. I needed all of her, succumbing to me in every manner, no matter what I asked. I required her full submission, obedience, and trust. And in turn, I’d give her my heart.

I dragged her head, yanking down until her back was in a deep arc. She clung to me as I licked down to her chin, slowly moving along the throbbing vein in her neck. I cupped her breast, allowing my finger and thumb to pinch and twist her fully erect nipple. “All mine.”

“Yes. Yes, sir.”

A snapping sound. A change in the air. A scent that I didn’t recognize.

Swimming up from the electrified fog, I bristled instantly, opening my eyes only to find darkness, but my hand could still feel the blade. Snatching the handle of the knife, I jerked to my feet, one hand wrapping around the throat of the intruder, the other sliding the jagged tip under the assailant’s chin. Reacting, I pushed the fucker away from the chair, slamming the asshole against the front of the building. I heard the sound of a hard thud, a slight crack, further fueling my anger.

“Blade. Blade!” Her cry was laced with terror, her hands fisting my shirt.

I could hear her horrified and strangled breaths as well as her thumping heart. Grunting, I took several deep breaths until I was able to focus in the darkness. “Crystal.”

“Yes. I’m sorry. I just…” Her voice was weak, her fear palpable. She kept her head back, her eyes wild as the knife dug into her beautiful neck.

Hissing, I lowered the blade and slapped my hand against the siding. “Damn it. You could have gotten yourself killed. Jesus. Christ.”

“I just wanted to bring you a pillow.”

I was cognizant she was dressed in a silky robe, the force of my actions sliding the material open and exposing her cleavage. She seemed so small in my arms yet everything about her had ignited the embers that had been dead for so long. I could barely think straight, had difficulty rationalizing the way sparks of current collided together, rushing from one body to the other. There was no understanding our connection, but there was also no denying that I had to have her and that I’d stop at nothing to fill her with my cock.

Crystal exhaled, her fingers kneading the skin through my shirt. She dragged her tongue across the seam of her mouth, emitting the tiniest guttural whimper.

I palmed the wall, trying to keep a space between us but I lost the battle, jutting my hips forward and grinding against her. There was no denying she could feel the effect she had on me, my balls so swollen I was in utter anguish.

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