Page 53 of Beguiled

As I curled my fingers, she rose onto her toes, stretching her body until she was as tall as my hold would allow.

“Don’t worry, Saige. I won’t bite. Unless you ask me to.”

My voice seemed to rattle her even more. I could tell by the way she sucked on her bottom lip. Did she have a clue everything she did could drive a man nuts? I dared not tell her because she’d use that against me.

I fingered her clit, flicking the tip back and forth while she squirmed in my hold. The second I dipped one finger past her swollen folds, I knew I couldn’t go much longer without tasting her.

With my eyes never leaving her, I enjoyed watching her reactions as I toyed with her sweet pussy. She was tight, so much so I had to wonder when she’d been touched last. Even if the thought alone created a wave of possessiveness.

No one would be allowed to touch her again.

Did that make me a bad man? I could think of worse reasons for the label.

I pressed my finger deeper inside, even adding a second. She wiggled as I pumped gently, finally to the point she was writhing against me. No longer were her murmurs soft as a kitten would provide, but those of a lioness hungry for the king of the pride to fulfill her needs.

When I pulled away, allowing her to stand, she gasped for air. The way her eyes darted back and forth across mine, searching for answers brought another wave of delirious need.

“Lie down on the bed.”

This time, she blinked and studied me. “Why?”

“Because I told you to.”

Her lips twisted and I could see the spark in her eyes eager and willing to fire off her usual sass. Was there a part of me that hungered to lasso her energy, forcing her to surrender? Oh, hell, yes. I could easily find myself grooming her into becoming everything I needed.

But what fun would that be?

The very reason I wasn’t interested in dating anyone was how easily I grew bored. Not with her. Every day was an adventure, today included.

She backed away, dropping her gaze to my trousers. “Take off your pants.”

“You don’t seem to understand that you will do as I say.” I held my fingers in front of me, enjoying the way they were slickened and glistening in the light.

Her expression was unreadable, but she didn’t fight me, easing onto the bed.

She watched in silence as I licked my fingers. The taste was incredible, sweet like peaches. I couldn’t wait to bury my face into her wetness.

When I reached for the handle to the drawer hiding her toys, her breath hitched. “Those are mine.”

“Now they’re also mine. I suggest you remember that or I’ll need to shackle you to the bed.” Her cheeks suddenly flushed and she pressed her hand across her mouth. The air between us was heavier than before. We weren’t strangers, but our knowledge of each other was skin deep. That made the moment that much more enjoyable.

I couldn’t wait to explore every inch, discovering all her darkest secrets. The sex toys were the tip of the iceberg.

When I selected the long, thick vibrator, her eyes opened wide. I couldn’t help myself, flicking it on to the highest setting. The whir had a rhythm.

“Not like that.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean I want you on all fours.”

“Why?” She appeared concerned, as if I had terrible plans for her.

“I could use the classic line once again of because I told you to, but the truth is, you want this.”

“Want what?”

I shook my head. “That’s not what your response should be.”