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I want to dig deeper. Wade my way inside him until there’s no going back.
Until it’s only me and him. Until I’m free.
Whatever kind of freedom that may be.
So I let him pick me up and carry me away.
Chapter Sixteen
Accompanying Song: “Skin” by Rihanna
Syrena
He lays me down on the couch without letting go, lying down on top of me, pressing his lips to mine. I find it hard to resist his kisses and kiss him back just as eagerly. His tongue dives in to lick the roof of my mouth, driving me crazy with lust.
I don’t know why my body reacts to him the way it does. I just know I want him … and that hard dick growing between his legs, poking my thighs.
I mewl when he squeezes my breasts and twists my nipples through the fabric.
My hand instinctively reaches for his butt as if my body has already decided what it wants before I know for sure.
Because fuck … how could I ever know for sure with a man like him?
He’s so obsessive, controlling … scary.
Yet I’m not afraid when his lips plant luscious, passionate kisses all over my lower neck and chest.
I suck in a breath when he rips the fabric away and takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. He has no control over his own lust whatsoever, which is why I’m so desperate for more.
Fuck, I’m like an addict to his greed.
I’m torn between my mind screaming to push him away and my body wanting more of his touch. The noise in my head is getting drowned by rough fingers sliding down my body, lips grazing my skin, heat blazing off.
Just one second is all it takes for me to cry out as his teeth sink into my shoulder. But the pain is immediately dulled by his tongue circling that same spot. His cock twitches against me in response to my sounds, and I know then and there that he really is a monster who loves to inflict pain …
And I’m letting him do it to me.
Willingly.
What is wrong with me?
In a moment of clarity, I push him away and breathe in deeply, wondering what the hell it is that I’m doing. But as the seconds pass, there’s nothing I can say. Nothing I want to change. Nothing I’m not ready for.
The only thing holding me back … is guilt.
Guilt that I should be feeling.
“Don’t think,” he murmurs into my ear, his hand sliding between my legs. “Just feel.”
When he starts to tease me, I lose my mind as his fingers expertly swirl around my sensitive spots. He knows just how to make me squirm. Everything tingles, and I find myself gasping for air while he plays with me. Toying with me until I moan.
Just like the pet he wants me to be.
And I’m making it easy for him.
I’m being complacent—obedient—and I don’t even wanna be anything but exactly that right now. His fingers play me like a violin, pushing my notes until I practically wanna beg him to fuck me.
Fuck.
“Let it go,” he murmurs, rubbing my clit.
I don’t want to. I’m scared of where this is going. Afraid of what it means when I let him do this. Does it make me just as evil as he is? Or am I just a gullible victim?
“I’ll take care of your every need,” he says, licking the rim of my mouth. “Everything you want … anything, I’ll give it to you.”
Without thinking, I blurt it out. “Fuck me!”
I regret it the moment it rolls off my tongue.
He momentarily stops moving, and I’m left with an aching clit, wanting to yell at him to continue. But I don’t. I stay put and wait for his reaction.
The electricity between us is almost tangible as he hovers above me.
What I just said changed everything.
Not because of the words …but because of the reason.
He didn’t make me say it.
I said it … willingly.
Of my own free will.
“Are you just saying that because you think I want it?” he asks.
I shake my head slowly.
He rolls a strand of my hair around his finger. “There’s no going back if you beg me …”
Suddenly, he flips me around on the couch and tears off the remaining fabric between us. I squeal as he drags my legs over the front of the couch until my butt rests right at the edge, my face planted into the cushions.
And then he smacks my butt.
“Fuck!” I scream.
“That’s the spirit,” he says, laughing.
He positions himself behind me and spreads my cheeks, pushing the tip in. My mouth forms an o-shape as he pushes in … all the way to the base.
“You wanted me to fuck you,” he muses, pulling out and thrusting in again. “Now take it like a good girl.”
Accompanying Song: “Skin” by Rihanna
Chase
I fuck her hard and fast, not giving a shit whether it’s the correct thing to do. Especially after the way I just came home. But something about this makes me feel good. Something about her makes me want to punish her.
