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The scent of her orgasm made her cheeks blaze, but it didn’t stop her from drawing on his fingers, tentatively at first, then with increasing boldness. She slid her lips down to his knuckles, driven on by his uneven breaths. Still sucking, she reached behind him to fumble at his jeans. She wanted to do this to another part of him. She’d never wanted it so badly in her life.
“Uh-uh. Who said I was done with you?” He licked his way up the side of her throat. “I’m going to make you earn it, sweetheart.”
Earn what? His cock?
Before she could ask, he carried her to her bedroom just as he had the other night.
“You’re going to have to stop doing that. I can walk.” The protests seemed weak to her own ears. Though her thrill at his easy strength embarrassed and baffled her, there was no denying it.
Her inner feminist could rant and wail all she wanted, but it was hot to be manhandled by a guy who could hurt you if he wanted to—and never would.
“Oh yeah? Then I better start doing my job right.” He tossed her on her belly on the bed, deliciously rough, and wrapped her fingers around the spokes of her footboard. “Next time you try to get up, you won’t be able to. Your legs won’t support you. You’ll beg me to carry you.”
She would’ve argued if he hadn’t already been digging around in her nightstand top drawer. “What are you doing?”
“Close your eyes. Better yet”—he grabbed the scarf she’d hung from her bedpost—“let’s try this.”
“You want to blindfold me?” she whispered, shocked at how exciting she found the idea.
“I do. I want to do all kinds of dirty, despicable things to you. These pretty pink cheeks get me so fucking hard. I want you to flush every time you hear my name, baby.” He kneeled behind her and ground his length against her ass, leaving no doubt about the thick hardness awaiting her. “Still sure you want to play?”
“Yes. There isn’t a damn thing you can do to me I can’t handle, Townsend.”
“I won’t be gentle.” He brought the flimsy multi-colored scarf down in front of her face and rubbed it against her mouth. In lieu of his kisses, somehow the gauzy fabric felt like an erotic touch. “I’ll take every shred of innocence you have left.”
Her chin quivered, but her resolve never wavered. Though they hadn’t discussed going from zero to sixty in terms of sex play, she was on board. No time to learn like the present. “Good. I can’t wait.”
The blindfold came down over her eyes, closing out the red glow from her nightlight. Trapping her in the dark with the scent of Bryan’s citrus aftershave and the slight tang of his sweat. If she kissed and licked his skin, she’d taste the salt.
Want cramped her belly as he moved away from her, and she gripped the footboard to keep from crying out. In an instant, he returned, his big body shifting over
the mattress. “You know what your picture reminded me of?” He toyed with the scraps of fabric clinging to her torso and hips. “A sweet schoolgirl,” he said. “All you needed were those pigtails from last night. And maybe a short skirt and some white stockings…”
“Here I thought you’d prefer me naked,” she said shakily.
Ignoring her, he rolled an object up her damp inner thigh, and her brain scrambled for an explanation. What was that?
“Then I thought about you all alone in this room,” he said. “Half dressed and lonely. I wondered how you’d pass the time.” He flicked a button, and something buzzed to life between her legs. “I went looking for a piece of paper the other day. Didn’t find it. I found this, though. Perhaps you remember taking it off your dresser and hiding it from me?”
Oh God. As if he’d guessed she would try to scramble away, his hand clamped on her hip, and he wedged his knee between her legs. “Open up. Let me see the mess we made. Before I mess you up even more.”
She couldn’t stifle the whimper from the vibration against her inner thigh. Even a few inches away, the toy was powerful enough to send jolts to her clit. She almost wished he’d gagged her, too, because she couldn’t keep quiet when she used that thing on herself, never mind when he—
Without warning, he slipped the curved head inside her, bypassing her clit completely. Though it barely breached her swollen opening, she let out a wail, caught between despising him with every fiber for turning her into this thrashing, helpless creature and wanting nothing more than to suck him until he blasted off in her throat.
“How much can you take, darlin’?” And there was his kill shot, that seductive drawl that made her wet all on its own. “Let’s see, shall we?” He turned up the speed.
“Bryan,” she pleaded, scrabbling up the bed. She bucked against his implacable grip, sawing her teeth into her lip in a futile attempt to suppress her cries.
“Aww, are you hurting? I’ll make it better.” He flipped the notch to the max, letting out a dark chuckle at her defeated whimper. “You like this, remember? Hell, I know you like it. You’re getting my whole hand wet, sweetness.” He shifted position behind her, rubbing his denim-clad crotch over her ass cheek while he cupped first one breast then the other. No reason for him to hold her in place any longer. He must’ve known it would’ve taken supernatural involvement to detach her white-knuckled grip from the bedpost. “I’ll make you a deal.”
She could barely hear him over her own loud moans. Her need twisted tighter and tighter, her clit swelling to the point of pounding pain, her orgasm just out of reach. And he kept pumping the slippery vibrator in and out, turning his wrist so that the ripples echoed throughout her entire body. Even her breasts tingled, the burn made even worse from the casual way he thumbed the taut peaks.
“What deal?” she managed.
“You stop trying to fight this toy wedged in your pussy. Let me hear you scream and I’ll give you my cock.” He pinched her nipple. “I’ll fuck you the way a toy never can, so deep and hard you’ll be ruined for anything but my dick.”
Her only reply was a moan that pulled tears from her eyes. Then her hips were bucking, flailing without purchase, dislodging the vibrator so that it bounced off the bed and crashed onto the floor.
