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Butcher was all about business.
I was just a loose end that he had to deal with.
Some sense of family honor tied us together but I didn’t doubt the thread was tenuous.
Maybe if I sat in the bathroom long enough, Cason would fall asleep again and then I could sneak out because I wouldn’t be disturbing the bed.
After long enough, I squared my shoulders and prayed for light feet.
I turned off the light and quietly opened the door, expecting to see Cason still in the bed, but he wasn’t. I yelped when he was right on the other side of the door.
“I thought maybe you’d fallen in,” he said, shocking me. Cason didn’t look sleepy at all. A hunger burned bright in his eyes as he let his gaze roam my body.
Heat warmed my cheeks as I fought the urge to cover myself. He surely couldn’t see much in this light. But Cason made me feel as if he’d just seen everything I had to offer and wanted his tongue to taste each place his stare had touched.
My breath caught as my heart quickened.
My insides felt like jelly.
My legs trembled.
My fingers itched to touch all that hard flesh, to marvel at the sheer strength encased in supple skin.
My lips parted as if readying for a punishing kiss.
No one had ever made me feel this way.
And thank God, for that, a voice reminded me shrilly.
Cason was a bad man.
He kidnapped you, forced you to strip, and had more than once threatened to take whatever he wanted, including your virginity!
Yeah, not the kind of guy every girl hoped to end up with.
Not the kind of guy you could take home to the parents.
Not that I had parents.
“Now, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were deliberating pushing my buttons, sweetheart. Do you want to see how far I can be pushed?” Cason asked, his tone silky but dangerous.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I denied, swallowing. “I had to pee.”
“So you weren’t trying to wait me out so you could bail?” he asked with a small smirk. Of course, he knew that was exactly my plan!
“No,” I lied.
“Hmm…you’re a terrible liar,” he said, pulling me out of the bathroom. I stumbled after him, hating how easily he maneuvered me. I wasn’t used to being man-handled.
A shameful part of me actually found it arousing, but then the logical part of me, screeched about how I shouldn’t enjoy being tossed around like a piece of meat.
I expected him to flop onto the bed after me, completely ignoring my presence as he had before but that wasn’t his plan at all.
“What are you doing?” I managed with a small squeak as he climbed my body, stationing himself above me, those strong arms bracketing my head. “You said you wouldn’t…”
“I never said that,” he corrected softly. I shivered, painfully aware of how quickly my nipples had hardened. “I…I promise I’ll go to sleep.”
“I don’t think you’re tired,” Cason said.
“I am,” I protested, my breath shallow. Cason was sucking up all the oxygen in the room. He was the only thing that existed at that moment. The ripple of muscle in his forearms sent a tingle of something straight to my lady parts. I squeezed my eyes shut. “See? So tired.”
“You say you’re a virgin,” Cason said and my eyes popped open warily.
“Yeah…”
“So you’ve never had a man between your legs,” he said.
“Generally that’s what that means,” I replied, shifting with indignity. “Please get off me.”
But he did the opposite and settled his weight fully on top of me.
OHMYGOD, was that his…?
It was.
Cason’s PENIS was wedged between my legs with nothing but a thin blanket between us. I could feel something nudging me, rubbing against something else that felt torturously good.
Something that made me want to grind my hips against him.
“Are you enjoying yourself?” I asked, trying to sound bored but even to my own ears, I sounded Marilyn Monroe-breathy. Happy Birthday, Mr. Pressssident. Happy birthday…to youuuuu.
“You make me want to fuck you raw, just to prove a point,” he said.
“I’d hate to waste your time when you have so many better offers out there,” I tossed at him, trying not to shift my body so that his erection rubbed against me harder.
It was hard to maintain the frost in my tone when I was melting inside. But he sure as hell didn’t need to know that.
I would die before letting him know that he affected me at all.
“Kiss me.”
His request startled me. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.”
“No.”
“Kiss me or I’ll kiss you.”
“What’s the difference?”
He chuckled, as if amused by my naivety. “Because if I kiss you…I get to pick where I put my lips.”
Ohhhh. Myyyyy. God.
Chapter 9
Cason
I knew I should’ve just rolled off and gone to sleep.
But once I was on top…my cock had other plans.
My cock was likely to split in half if it hardened any further.
I wanted to bury myself inside Holly.
I wanted to feel my balls slapping against her generous ass.
I wanted to swallow her cries as I planted myself between her thighs.
But I couldn’t.
I was many things but I wasn’t a rapist.
However, as much as Holly wanted to pretend that she wasn’t aroused, made me that much more interested in calling her out.
Virgin, my ass.
The night was relatively young and I’d caught my second wind. I could toy with her for hours.
And that sounded like the best fucking plan ever.
Suddenly, she puckered up and pecked my lips with hers, saying briskly, “There. I kissed you. Now get off.”
“That wasn’t a kiss.”
“Our lips touched.”
“That was…a kiss you give your 95-year-old grandfather who smells like moth balls.”
“Maybe you’re nearly as repulsive,” she replied with a shrug.
“Since I call bullshit on that kiss, I’ll take that as a forfeit on your choice. My turn.” The plan had been to scare her, freak her out a bit, but when I ripped the thin bedding away from her curves, I nearly swallowed my tongue at the luscious pussy before me. Her creamy white skin gleamed in the milky light while a thatch of curls dusted her folds. It was too dark to see the color but I imagined they were only slightly darker than the strawberry blonde on her head.
Holly gasped and quickly covered her face with embarrassment. “What are you doing?” she cried, squeezing her legs together. “Stop it.”
But I couldn’t stop gazing at the sweet vee calling to me. Her hips flared nicely, widening with womanly curves that made my balls ache.
“I told you to pick,” I reminded her darkly as I moved down her belly, inhaling the musky charm of her pussy. She shuddered as I slowly dragged my tongue across the seam of her folds, teasing the damp curls as I burrowed deeper, seeking out that little button that made women scream.
Holly drew a sharp breath and stiffened as if an electrical current had just coursed through her. Her breath came out in tiny pants as her fingers fisted in the blanket.
I loved eating pussy but eating Holly…fuck, there weren’t words.
I gripped her hips and dragged her to my mouth so I could get a better position. I wanted to suck her clit and stick my finger up her ass. I wanted to hear her moan my name as I made her come so hard her toes cramped.
I wanted to brand her brain with the memory of my tongue so she never forgot I was the one who’d rocked her world.
Yeah, I’d started off wanting to mess with her…but I quickly realized, I was messing with something I’d never experienced.
Something…dangerous.
You’ve had your fun, now stop.
But I couldn’t. I was ravenous for her pussy, her taste.
I buried my face between her legs.
Sucking and teasing.
Nipping.
Swirling.
Flicking.
