Page 62 of Anywhere

I smirked at his visual and let out the breath I was holding. “Because, Rook, I neva rejected ya. I always held out hope dat ya’d change yer mind, but as da days turned inta weeks, I decided dat I was gonna’ accept yer rejection. Of course, dat was when I got word ya were comin’. A few more weeks and ya woulda been free of me. Ya coulda gone on livin’ yer life da way ya wanted.”

A bit of sadness crept into my chest at the thought of never having met him. Or more accurately, that he never wanted to meet me. This entire thing was forced upon him, and I was the consolation prize.

I tried to look away, but he forced me to keep my eyes locked on his. “That’s not what I want now,” he said.

“Aye? And what are ya wantin’, Rook?”

Lips crashed against mine, taking my breath away with the sudden attack. Rook ravaged my mouth, and I groaned as I granted him access. Taking full advantage, I ran my hands over his back, loving how his strong body flexed under my touch. Gripping his ass, I pulled him into me, so there was nowhere else to go. It felt fucking amazing to finally be pressed up against him like this, with no clothes in the way.

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you,” Rook growled, breaking the kiss.

Grabbing his shoulders, I pushed him until he was the one with his back to the wall. Taking my time, I explored his hard chest and sucked on one nipple and then the other until he was squirming and panting under my touch. My tongue traced lines down his abs as I slowly sank into a squat, not going near the hard cock begging to be touched.

There was something entirely too sexy about Rook begging. I knew he wasn’t the type, but I wasn’t planning to play fair. I groaned loudly and ran my tongue up the inside of his thigh. He shivered under my touch, and I felt his pulse jump and his breaths quicken. I gave the sensitive areas all around his cock special attention. First, massaging them with my fingers or mouth, then soft bites. Each time, he groaned a little louder. I glanced up at the way-too-sexy man, and his blue eyes darkened with passion.

“Stop fucking teasing me,” Rook growled.

“Is dat what I’m doin’?” I smirked up at him.

His eyes narrowed into slits. There he was. The man who would happily press my face into the floor and fuck me until I screamed. That look alone drove the temperature in my body so high that the room felt like a sauna and made it hard to breathe.

“You know what you’re fucking doing.” Rook gripped my hair and jerked my head back, forcing me to look up at him. “Suck my cock, Rhys,” he growled.

A man who could give me what I needed was like getting the best dessert ever and then finding out it came with whipped cream and a fucking cherry on top.

“Whateva ya say,” I wrapped my hand around the cock I was dying to get my mouth on from the first moment I laid eyes on Rook.

A shudder went through my body as my hand barely fit around him. The image of him taking me hard from behind had me groaning as my tongue swirled around the head of his cock.

The power had become insistent. The way it whipped around our bodies felt like it was fusing us together as it amped higher. I licked the length of his cock and almost fell over as the power did the same thing to me. Looking down, I stared at my cock, amazed by what had just happened.

“What is it?” Rook asked.

“I’ma gonna say the magic is encouragin’ us ta continue,” I said.

The moment my mouth wrapped around his head, a burst of wild desire soared through my body and straight down between my legs. I was staggered by the force that almost made me come on its own. It had me falling to my knees and ramming Rook’s cock down my throat. I groaned and choked at the same time. All my senses were bombarded with wild and intense pleasure.

“Oh fuck, yes,” he said, gripping my hair harder.

My nostrils flared as I tried to breathe past the cock almost too big, even for my skills. There was a momentary panic, but I forced myself to relax and swallow. As if sensing my hesitation, the warmth of the magic slipped into my mouth and down my throat. Suddenly, I had more room to breathe, and the fear disappeared. This was incredible. I couldn’t even explain it, but it was as if the connection was more than simply magic. It was an essence all its own that was made specifically for us.

The muscles lining my throat gave way as they relaxed, and I drew my head back, swirling my tongue around the shaft. Even with experience and magic, this wasn’t going to be easy.

With a subtle slurping sound, I let him fall from my mouth, then looked up at him. “I want ya ta fuck me mouth. Take me how ya like.”

“I like it rough, real rough,” he said, waiting for me to tell him no.

“Aye, but ya cannie be too rough fir me, and I’ve no safe word,” I said, smiling at the hungry look that crossed his face.

“You sure about that? Everyone has their limits.”

“Maybe, but there ain’t a limit I’ve found yet dat I cannie take or a pain dat I dinnie like. So, aye, bring it.”

Bringing him back to my mouth, I got into a comfortable position and swallowed a few times to allow that cock to slide into my throat. It was easier this time, and I put both hands on his legs for support. Looking up at him, I pushed forward until my nose touched his stomach.

“Fuck yes,” he growled, his face becoming a dark mask of need.

Rook grabbed my hair in both hands this time, just as I suspected he would. He didn’t hold back as he fucked my face. There was no mercy, and it took all my focus to match his rhythm. My throat would be raw from this, no matter what, and I loved it. I wanted to be so sore I could barely speak.