Page 23 of Dark Delights


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“I’m not paranoid, I just don’t trust you. What is it?” She reached out and touched my arm.

My cock throbbed. My remaining shred of cool evaporated. I grabbed her shoulders and backed her up against the wall. I was so hard, and my body so fucking miserable, I wanted to rock on her right there to feel some kind of relief. I managed to endure the urge without breaking, but my resistance hung by a thread.

“Don’t touch me, Cinderella. I don’t like to be touched.”

“Why not?” Eve wondered, her eyes bewildered.

“None of your fucking business. Just don’t touch me unless you want to actually follow through on it.” Those words were as big a surprise to me as they were to Eve. I hadn’t hungered for anything remotely sexual with another person for a very long time. Why did it have to be Eve I was trapped with right now?

Eve’s breath caught, and even that small sound made more precum well from my cock. It was torture.

“What does that mean?” she asked, a husky note to her tone that turned me on even more.

I leaned my face against her temple, and the smell of her skin filled my head.That scent.A new addiction.

“It means that it’s your fault I’m here, and it’s your fault my fucking body is turned inside out,” I growled and dragged my lips over her skin. Even that small contact sent sparks of electricity across my nerves.

“I haven’t done anything to your body,” she protested hotly, always ready for an argument.

“You want proof, sweetheart? Here’s your proof,” I murmured, grabbing her hand and pressing it against my cock. I was furious at her, worried about the men outside, and more turned on than I’d ever been, and it was all Eve’s fault.

She froze, her mouth falling open in surprise. I held her hand there, pressed to the ridge of my length, and flexed my hips, bucking into her small hand. It felt fucking amazing.

“That’s what you’ve done. Do you get it now?” I allowed my hips to thrust a few more times into her forced touch, and then let my hand fall away.

“Does it – hurt?”

Her curious question caught me off guard. I blinked down at her, momentarily forgetting about the demands of my body, drowning in withdrawal.

Her hand was still resting on my hard-on. I swallowed a thick knot of lust.

“Yes, it fucking hurts.” The real question was, why didn’t her touch repulse me, like every other woman who’d ever touched me there did? I searched myself for signs of that familiar disgust, but it was absent.

She was studying the bulge in my jeans as if it held the answers to the universe. “I never knew it could hurt.”

“Know a lot about men’s cocks, do you?”

She jerked as if burned and dropped her hand. I missed the contact immediately.

“No, and you know I don’t.”

It was a well-known fact at Hade Harbor High that the prettiest girl in school was off-limits. Hell, I’d been with her brother many of the times he’d threatened any interested guys away.

“Right, I know. I bet you’ve never even been kissed, isn’t that right, Cinderella? Imagine going to college and never being kissed.” My voice was mocking, but my need to touch her was driving me, and everything else had fled my head.

“Asshole,” she snapped at me and pushed away, her hand on my belly.

I didn’t know why I did it. Maybe I really thought we could die, or the curiosity about touching someone who didn’t make my skin crawl was just too strong.

She only got two steps before I grabbed her wrist and tugged her back. My lips landed on hers roughly, my tongue slipping into her mouth before she could slap me, something I was sure was about to happen at any moment.

She stilled, her body shaking slightly. Her surprise had frozen her in place to the point where she let me explore her mouth with my tongue and nip at her lower lip. She tasted sweet, like cinnamon. My hunger ignited more. I hated this girl, but right now I wanted her, too.

You’ve always wanted her.I ignored that inner voice. It didn’t matter. Eve Martino was off-limits, and I’d never allowed myself to even fantasize about her. Now, though, with armed men outside, and the raging withdrawal in my blood making me desperate and dulling my logic, I didn’t care.

I knew I had only seconds to enjoy the contact before she came to her senses. What I wasn’t expecting was for her to kiss me back.

Her tongue stroked along mine, and her hands reached up and cupped my face. The unfamiliar contact was jarring. Like I’d just told her, I didn’t like to be touched. Ever since that damn Hawaiian birthday party when my world had turned upside down. Nobody dared come too close, and I wouldn’t have let them, anyway. Then the pills had started, and I’d forgotten what it was to want someone. I’d forgotten what it felt like to have blood pumping into your cock and balls, screaming to be emptied.

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