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Instead, I let him kiss me.
His lips felt like heaven and his tongue tasted like metal and sweet tea. I tightened my grip on the railing as his hand pushed me closer against his hard body. I let his tongue roam mine, bit his lower lip, maybe a little too hard, but not hard enough to make him stop. His other hand slipped into my wet hair and pulled, making me gasp as his lips found my neck.
“I thought you’d fight,” he whispered as he gripped my hair and kissed my throat. “I thought you’d kick and scream.”
“Would you have stopped?” I asked.
“I already told you, Colleen. I don’t take what isn’t mine by rights.” He reached up with his other hand and gripped my face, looking into my eyes. “Tell me you want me to stop, and I will.”
I stared at him, heart hammering, fingers gripping the railing so hard I thought the blood would stop pumping to their tips. I was tempted to say it, to tell him to let me go and fuck off. I wanted to tell him to go to hell for what he’s doing to me and for what he’s putting me through, but I can’t seem to find the words.
Where there should be anger, all I feel is a roiling, tense need for his touch.
He let my face go and smirked as that hand moved down over my breasts, along my hips, down between my legs.
“I thought so,” he said, and kissed me again.
I melted into that kiss and hated myself for it. I felt pathetic and weak, but my heart was aching and my body pulsed for his touch. Every time his lips pressed against mine I let out a little gasp like I couldn’t believe how good it felt to be kissed by a gangster and a killer and a bastard.
His hand pressed up between my legs, over my pussy, rolling along my yoga pants and my panties. I purred into his mouth and moved my hips, riding his hand as pleasure began to bloom. He kissed my chest, my neck and collar bone, then released my hair and reached down to peel the yoga pants down over my ass.
I watched him drop to his knees, my eyes wide. I looked around, feeling a surge of panic, and I realized there was nobody around. We were penned in by big trees and far enough back on the deck that nobody could see from the street.
And Steven didn’t seem to give a damn. He kissed my inner thighs and teased my pussy with his fingers, spreading my legs wide. I let out an involuntary moan as he found my clit and began to circle it with his thumb, a smirk on his lips as he looked up at me. I grabbed his hair as he pushed my panties aside and licked me top to bottom.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned, gripping his hair tighter. “Oh my god. Someone might see this. Do you even care?”
He licked me faster, sucking my clit, then pulled my panties down. The metal railing was cold against my bare ass and he looked up with a smirk on his lips as he pressed his fingers deep inside me.
“Not at all,” he said. “Let them fucking wat.”
“Oh my god,” I said. “Oh my god. What are we doing?”
“I’m going to taste you,” he said. “That’s what we’re doing. You’re finally admitting what you really want, and that’s my tongue on your clit, my fingers buried deep inside of you. This is what you need, Colleen. Just close your eyes and let me make you feel good.”
I leaned my head back and stared up into the sky as his tongue found my clit again. I gasped and my back arched. I’d never felt like this before, never felt so taken, so exposed, so needy. That kept coming back, over and over again, that intense and overwhelming need for his touch. I’d never felt that way with a man before, but as soon as Steven’s fingers touched my skin I just knew I couldn’t let him stop.
I felt insane, I felt stupid. But I felt too good to stop as his tongue did its dirty work, his fingers sliding in and out of my slick spot. I gasped, grabbing his hair tight, pressing my breasts together and curling my back around him. He growled softly and continued licking me, sucking me, tasting me, drinking me deep. He went faster, slick fingers sliding in and out, tongue lapping and sucking and rolling around my clit, and I knew I couldn’t take much more.
“Fuck,” I whispered. “Oh fuck. I’m going to come. Oh fuck Steven, I’m going to come. Someone’s going to see.”
He didn’t stop to answer. He only licked me faster, tongue rolling in perfect little circles all around my hard bud. My back arched and pleasure flared all along my legs, and a stupid smile came to my face. I let out a laugh, unable to help myself, as pleasure pulsed and writhed along my skin. I gripped his hair hard, hard enough to hurt, but he didn’t seem to mind.
