Font Size:  

I ended the call and stalked to the front door. “King, if that’s you—” My words instantly dried up the moment I laid eyes on him.

Holy. Shit.

I gripped the door to steady myself.

King was here to fuck me.

He didn’t have to utter a word for me to know that; I knew it simply by looking at him.

Hunger radiated from him in a way I’d never seen it radiate from a man.

Taking a step inside, he grabbed me by the neck and pushed me up against the wall while kicking the door closed. He pressed our bodies together as his eyes bored into mine. They were as dark and demanding as he was. King wasn’t voicing his request. His eyes were doing all the asking.

“Yes,” I said, my voice all breathy.

His grip tightened around my neck and his nostrils flared as he forced a breath out. My answer seemed to anger him. But then, his mood already seemed darker and more intense than usual. When his mouth claimed mine, I experienced that ferocious energy firsthand.

He didn’t just kiss me; he ravaged me.

Whatever emotions were running through him ran through that kiss. It was savage, and it stole my attention like nothing ever had. It drove all thought from my mind and demanded my submission.

King wanted control of me.

When he came up for air, his eyes sought mine again and he finally spoke. “This”—his fingers dug into my neck where he held me—“is what I need. Can you give me that?”

The air was thick with need, raw and edgy. Both his and mine. But what enslaved me was the danger bleeding from him. I had no idea what I was truly agreeing to, but I was helpless to say no. I’d told him I wanted his fucked-up sex, and I hadn’t been lying.

I nodded. “Yes.”

A hiss escaped his lips before he surrendered to what he wanted.

Finally.

Lifting me, he threw me over his shoulder and carried me into my bedroom. He dropped me on my bed and ordered, “Clothes off and then kneel on the end of the bed.”

With my heart beating fast and my hands a little shaky, I did as he said. He switched my lamp on and stood at the end of the bed watching every move I made. I’d always liked King’s eyes on me, but this took that to a whole new level.

When I’d stripped down to nothing, he reached for his belt and undid it. Working it, he formed cuffs that he restrained my wrists with. After securing the belt in place, he slid his zip down and removed his jeans. He then lifted his tee over his head and dropped it to the floor.

King stood naked in front of me, and my gaze travelled the length of his body. He was a masterpiece, a masculine powerhouse of hard muscle and brute strength. I shivered, thinking about what he would do to me. And when I saw his piercings, my core clenched. Both his nipples were pierced with silver hoops, as was the skin at the base of his cock. It was a pubic piercing. I knew that because one of my favourite singers had one, and I’d read the articles about how good they were during sex.

Moving closer, he said, “Turn around and place your hands on the bed.”

I held his gaze for a beat longer than he preferred, and he ordered gruffly, “Now.”

Turning, I obeyed his command. I had to use all my upper body strength to hold myself up due to my hands being bound together, and I knew instantly that this would soon become hard. I didn’t have long to think about that, though, because King’s hands landed on my ass, consuming my complete attention.

His touch surprised me. It wasn’t rough, but rather gentle as he ran his hands over my ass cheeks and then down the backs of my legs. When he got to my knees, though, his gentle touch disappeared.

Gripping my legs just above the knees, he separated them. With my ass in the air and my legs apart, I felt exposed to him in a way that both thrilled and bewildered me. He was pushing me to do things I’d never done. And we were only just getting started. My mind raced, wondering how much further he would push me. But not for long, because as soon as he’d parted my legs, he took hold of my bottom and bent to lick my pussy.

He licked the entire length of it while a deep growl vibrated from his mouth.

My body quivered as pleasure jolted through me.

The pleasure built as his tongue entered me and his mouth worked my pussy.

Oh God, I desperately wanted to grip the sheet, but I couldn’t. And the longer he spent with his mouth to me, the harder it became to hold myself up. My wrists, arms and shoulders burned with the effort it took not to collapse. When I reached the point where I didn’t think I could stay up any longer, I dropped my elbows to the bed, but King had other ideas.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com