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I bring the bottle of gin to my lips taking a full swig before speaking, “Figured you were cheaper than a room in the sleaziest motel in the next town over not to mention a sure thing, but if you’re not game then I’ll make my way over. Maybe stop by Liam’s for a visit, I’m sure he’d spare me a corner of his bed if I asked nicely,” I wink at him as his eyes darken with fury and I know I’ve got him right where I want him. The only thing Sebastian hates more than a dig at his ego, is Liam’s name coming out of my mouth.
“Fuck that, you will not be going anywhere near Liam Fuckhead Walker, especially not looking like that, half naked and so goddamn fuckable.” His eyes trail over my body, starting with my fluffy slippers and moving up my long, toned legs, to the alabaster skin peeking out under my midriff baring top, and up to meet the dark green of my red rimmed eyes. The desire I see within his slate irises turns to worry as he notices how fucking torn up I must look.
“Then don’t just stand there and stare, pretty boy, pick me up and drag me to your bedroom. Have your way with me on the fucking kitchen floor Sebastian,” I inch closer to him, my hand splayed out over his bare chest, his heartbeat quickening under the soft skin of my cold, sweaty palm that trembles as I speak, “I need you to take me and make me forget how fucking pissed off I am.”
His eyes widen at the directness of my words and just when I think he’s going to reject me and send my semi-drunk ass away, he reaches a hand behind my neck, gripping me tightly and pulling me forward to meet his lips. Closing the distance between us, his lips are fucking greedy as they assault my mouth with a force I’ve never felt before. His teeth are clattering against mine, his tongue and piercing dancing around inside hitting every surface of my mouth. He tastes of citrus and spice, a slight hint of juniper mixed with earthy notes of pine, like Christmas morning wrapped in one delicious, feral beast. Clearly Tanqueray was his top shelf choice tonight.
He releases me for a moment just to shift me up into his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist as I inhale deeply, out of breath from his delicious assault on me. “Once we step through that door, you’re never getting out of here Little Wolf,” he says, calling me by the nickname he’s determined to use every chance he gets, “Because you're mine Jade Wolfe, and I don’t ever let go of what’s mine.”
I chuckle at the falsity of his words, even though a small part of me, like way, way deep down inside the darkest corner of my soul sitting and collecting cobwebs and dust, wishes every fucking word were true. “I’m yours until I’m not Sebastian Silver, because I can never truly be, but that’s a can of worms I’m not so keen on opening tonight.” He takes that as an acceptance to his demand as he drags me inside just like I wanted.
My back slams against the front door as he shuts it harshly behind us pushing me into it with such force I'm afraid shards of glass are going to be deeply embedded into my skin when I pull away. The cold glass feels like ice against my bare neck and shoulders and the roughness of his palms gripping my ass make my pussy clench against him. Wearing nothing but a thong underneath the thin material of my shorts, my core rubbing against his bare abdomen, I’m about ready to come here and now. He hauls me down the foyer, up the rounding staircase and down the hall in a matter of seconds, his mouth never once letting go of its hold on my lips. I have no idea how he managed to avoid crashing into everything in our path but decide it’s best not to ponder on the absurdities of anything other than him and his massive dick inside of me. As we reach the door of his bedroom, I realize I’ve kept my hands wrapped around his neck, the bottle of Bombay still tightly held in my hand. He kicks the door open startling me, the loud bang of it crashing down sends a shiver of fear down my spine awakening my senses.
“Going all caveman are we,” I mock, pulling my lips away from him and pushing against his chest as I jump out of his arms and back away.
Licking his lips he follows my movement, each sensual step he takes exciting me and I can’t help but smirk getting so fucking turned on by just his mere gaze on me. “You don’t know the half of it Wolf,” he growls.
My subconscious is doing cartwheels in my mind mentally high fiving herself for what she knows is coming next. “Then show me cupcake,” I joke, gaining me a curious glare and eyebrow raise. I figure I need a nickname for him since he’s so keen on using mine, and dare I say cupcakes are a favorite pleasure of mine. Well besides donuts but that doesn’t have the same ring to it.
“Cupcake?” he asks, baffled by the odd nickname I’ve concocted for him.
“Why not,” I say, shrugging my shoulders and twirling a loose strand of hair around my finger coyly, “you’re sweet, smell fucking delicious, and look so fucking lickable,” I run my tongue along my top lip as the words leave my mouth, “not to mention they’re a favorite guilty pleasure of mine,” I add with a flirtatious wink.
His grin widens at my statement and action, sending a wave of desire to my most desperate parts. Okay I need him now! “First of all,” he growls, advancing toward me, “there is nothing sweet about me,” he continues to move forward, as I walk backward till the back of my knees hit the edge of his bed leaving me nowhere else to run. It’s exhilarating. The feeling of having nowhere to run. The anticipation of the carnal and erotic pounce he’s about to do. But he shocks me when he stops right before me. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead as his stone-gray eyes watch me fervently. “Second of all, I’ve got your cupcake right here,” he mutters hazily, my eyes descending to where his hand is grabbing his dick through the tight material of his sweats, “come on over and lick the frosting Little Wolf, just like I know you like to.”
In the blink of an eye, as if by instinct, like a rabid animal I obey slowly strutting forward and reaching for what I want most, but he’s quick to yank my arm pulling me toward him, grasping me tightly in his hand. “Not so fast Jade,” he mutters loudly.
I shake my head not understanding his resistance, “You just said to come and get it,” but the ravenous look in his eyes has me swallowing the rest of my rant.
“Drop to your fucking knees,” he commands, and all the blood instantly leaves my upper body coming together at my already throbbing pussy. The submissive wolf hidden deep inside me comes out to play as I obey his command, dropping to my knees before him, no questions asked, lowering my head, and staring down at the ground of his feet. I swear if I had a tail it’d be tightly tucked between my legs like a good little bitch.
He stands unmoving for a moment, nothing but the sound of his heavy breathing heard in the expanse of the room. His stance is domineering and cold, but the reaction within me is anything but. Molten lava courses through my veins, the anticipation of what comes next has me about ready to erupt.
I feel him move around me, the bed dipping as he settles down atop it. Suddenly, his hand is on me once again, grabbing my ponytail and tugging backward, my head straining back, my eyes now on him as he crouches forward. His lips are on my ear whispering huskily against me, his voice like the most wicked music to my fucking ears.
“You may be on your knees, but these stunning green stones will always be on me,” his free hand cups my chin as he rubs his thumb against my bottom lip, “I need to see what you look like when I’m fucking this sweet little mouth.” He shoves his thumb into my mouth and I eagerly start sucking, closing my eyes, and remembering the taste of him as I do.
He growls loudly behind me at my act, standing, picking me up, and throwing me roughly on the bed so I’m on all fours before him. I sit back on my knees breathing heavily, frightened, and so fucking aroused, as he stands there watching me without saying a goddamn thing. He struts toward me like a lion stalking his prey right before he is about to attack.
“Take your shirt off,” he commands, my body trembling with each daunting syllable.
I move to lift my shirt, my hands shaking in anticipation as I grab it by the hem and pull it over my head leaving me only in my shorts. His eyes widen at my naked body before him, my nipples perky and hard, my pussy dripping wet as he licks his lips.
“Fuck, Jade, you’re tits are fucking perfect.” His fingers reach out to trace my neck, dipping into the skin of my collar bone and trailing down between the dip in between my breasts. He slowly circles my nipples, squeezing my sensitive nub between his thumb and pointer finger making me moan out in pleasure.
“Bass,” I yelp, my eyes closing as the sensation travels through me.
“Get on all fours,” he growls, and I once again obey, setting my hands on the edge of the mattress and raising myself to my knees. He stands beside the bed, running his calloused palm down my bare back, and down to the waistband of my shorts, taking his time his fingers caressing every inch of heated skin further arousing me to the point of near combustion. Then suddenly in one swift motion he tugs the thin material and tears it in half leaving me in nothing but a lace thong, my ass up in the air feeling the coldness of the AC.
“Fuck,” he groans, sounding slightly irritated, as his hands hover over me not touching me, but teasing me as they linger above making me want to push up just to feel them against me. “I thought I could hold off, wait till your pretty little mouth sucked me dry, until you all but begged me to touch you.” He moves behind me, gripping my ass tightly and pulling me toward him, his rough fingers digging deep into my soft skin. He lowers his mouth down to me, grazing my cheeks with the slight stubble adorning his chiseled jaw, scratching my already sensitive flesh, and sending an electric current straight to my fucking pussy as he pushes his nose against the drenched material of my thong. “But this fucking scent,” he inhales sharply, my skin prickling with goosebumps as my pussy clenches in need. He inhales a deep breath once again. I in turn hold my breath, closing my eyes before I come from just the sheer thought of what he’s doing. “It fucking drives me insane. You turn me into a carnivorous beast whose hunger isn’t satiated by any other taste. Only you, I need it all, all of you.”
My insides turn to mush at his admission, whether it’s lust, or an in the moment reaction to his dick wanting in, I can’t help but foolishly wish his words were true. Bass is in fact a carnivorous beast, and because he doesn’t do anything half assed, he’s the worst of his kind. One who feasts on meekly minded prey, on the innocent, the gullible, on the lost little lambs. But I’m not a meek little lamb, I’m a fierce, wild wolf. And as much as I wish his words were true, as much as I need his feelings to be more, I can't fall victim like all the others before me, and fuck were there many. Sebastian Silver is a womanizer, a manwhore, and that’s saying it nicely. He’s a fuck them hard and rough and leave them heartbroken and wanting kind of guy.
And I’ve been left one too many times to fall for his enticing charm.
A loud smack is heard, followed by a piercing sting felt against my skin snapping me out of my thoughts. My ass cheeks burn, surely red and imprinted with his searing palm. “Turn the fuck around, now!” he demands, and my body all but falls against the mattress as I turn over, my back and sensitive ass cheeks flat against the cool silk of his bed sheets. “Spread them open for me Little Wolf, show me that bare little cunt I fucking love.” I’m too fucking aroused to pay any attention to the four-letter word he mutters huskily, however I’m sure is just an involuntary reaction to the arousal coursing through his hardened dick I can see clearly through his sweats.
Nonetheless I do exactly as he says, my legs falling open allowing him to climb on the bed and settle between them. He grips the material of my thong quickly, tearing it to shreds like all the others, and I silently wonder why I even bother wearing them. Just when I think he’s going to use it once again to restrain my arms like he did that first time at the cabin, he throws it on the ground beside us.
