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“The fear in your eyes.”
“Do you think I’m afraid of you?”
“No, you’re afraid of what I might do to you.”
I snorted and rolled my eyes. Yes, that’s right. I rolled my eyes, and it had the exact effect I wanted. His brows pinched so deep his eyebrows almost connected.
“I’m not afraid of what you might do to me.” I professed softly. “I’m afraid you don’t have enough balls totakewhat you need from me. You’d rather get lost inside this stiff, emotionless bottle instead of what I know you’re craving for.”
“You don’t know shit about me.”
I reached up and caged his face between my hands.
“That’s where you’re wrong and you know it. I know exactly what you want, what you need. That’s why I’m here.”
“You want me to take my frustrations out on you?”
I shrugged and dropped my hands from his face.
“Only if you’re up to it.” I pushed him back and stood. “Or if you can’t handle me, you can suck on that bottle all night, but I promise you it won’t taste sweeter than my pussy.”
I shrugged again and headed for the door, my heart now in my throat. I’ve never been that vulgar in my life. Yet, this moment warranted it.
I didn’t get far before I was grabbed by my wrist and spun back around to face him. Long fingers wrapped around my neck and I was forcefully walked backwards until my back crashed into the wall behind me. Lock closed the distance between us, his eyes ablaze with an inferno of heat, a freaking wildfire, and it was threatening to take us both.
“You have no fucking idea what I need.” He growled, his grip tightening almost to the point of cutting off my circulation.
I tilted my chin in the air and met his hard stare, never wavering or faltering. I gripped his wrist and held it in place.
“Then tell me. Use me. Show me. Let me be here for you. Whatever you need. Whatever…” my words got lost between my lips and my chest. I could barely breathe and it had nothing to do with his hold on me.
Suddenly, I became overwhelmed with the need to kneel at his feet, assume the position and wait for his command. Wait for myDomtoallowme to take care of him, to take the bad away. But I didn’t do any of that. Neither one of us was ready for that level. However, I was ready for whatever he wanted to do to me, and I hoped he could see that in my eyes.
To show him I was here for him, I stepped forward, causing him to take a few steps back and release my neck. Keeping my eyes on him, I bunched up my dress and pulled it up and over my body. Underneath my dress I wore a black see-through thong and matching strapless bra. I stepped back and leaned against the wall so he could take his fill and waited for him to make the next move.
I had never in my life been more turned on than this moment. The way he ogled my body, his eyes bearing into me, sent white hot sparks through my veins. I wanted him to touch me, to dominate me, control me, ravish me. I felt as if he didn’t touch me right this very moment that I would die. Anxious nerves covered me, causing my body to writhe, my nipples practically ripping through my bra, my panties soaked, clit throbbing, dying to be stroked.
Fuck, if he wouldn’t touch me…
I slowly slid my fingers down my stomach to the waistband of my panties. I slipped my eager fingers past the barrier, bit my lip just as my fingers grazed my swollen nub. I circled the sensitive bundle of nerves and fought to stay upright as my knees weakened.
I dipped two fingers into my sex and yeah… my knees gave out and I cried out, the pleasure so overwhelming.
“Fuck, woman!” Lock growled, gripped my face and crashed his hungry lips to mine in the most desperate, wettest kiss I had ever experienced.
That night… holy fucking shit…
That’s all I could say. I mean he… shit…
Let me just say that Lock took everything he wanted from me, needed from me and more, without any hesitation. He didn’t hold back, and he wasn’t gentle. He fucked me as if I was only made for his sexual pleasure.
He tore his lips from mine, picked me up and tossed my ass on the bed. I was gruffly instructed to keep my hands on the headboard at all times. I obeyed. He then ripped my thong off my body, flipped me to my stomach, pushed my face down, and signaled me to raise my ass in the air with a crisp slap to my bare globes.
I stayed in this position for what felt like forever. He stayed behind me, not touching me, not speaking. The only way I knew he was still in the room was because of his heavy breathing. The wait was driving me insane. I had never been more wet before in my life. I closed my eyes and tried to relax, my forehead resting on the firm mattress. I breathed in and out slowly, desperately trying to still my beating heart.
Suddenly, I felt his fingers gliding along my ass. I squirmed from his touch.
“Don’t move.” He demanded low, guttural.
