AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Murphy carries me into his room, kicking the door shut behind us before spinning me around and pressing me up against it. He licks the bare expanse of skin peeking out at my shoulder and the fire from earlier becomes a raging inferno.
I work to unbutton his shirt, but I’m restricted by this position. I wiggle, but can’t move until he finally lets me slide down his hard body. Once I get his shirt open, I gently push it off his shoulders and am met with a beautiful chest covered in blooming purple bruises.
“Murph...” My hand lightly traces the bruising.
He grips my wrist, stopping my exploration. “Don’t look at me like that, Sabrina. It is what it is. This is the game.” He takes his phone out of his pocket and places it on his dresser. Van Morrison starts playing softly throughout the room. “On my bed. Now, Princess.”
I kick off my booties, walk to the bed, climb up, sit on my knees, and wait for him.
Murph walks over and stands in front of me, shirtless and exhausted.
I pull on his arm. “Sit down.”
His eyebrows go up slightly, but he does as I ask. Then a thought hits me. “Do you guys have a heating pad somewhere?”
Murphy turns his head to see me. “Yeah, in the bottom drawer of the bathroom.”
I hurry in, finding the small, plush grey heating pad that resembles a blanket with a short cord attached to a handheld on/off switch. I quickly turn it on and walk over to face Murphy. I place the heating pad on his shoulders, then reach down and unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants before I sit on his lap, straddling him. My fingers run through his hair, and he full-on moans, like it’s the most incredible feeling ever.
Leaning my head down, I kiss him softly.
His hands go back to my face, holding me gently as our tongues tangle and explore. There’s a lazy and slow seductive pace to this that feels different than the last few times we’ve been together. The crazy, frenetic energy of earlier has gone and left something else in its place. Something that feels different. Something that feels...more.
Pulling back a bit, I look down at the fire in his eyes. “Aiden.”
His fingers play with the strands of my hair, wrapping a curl around his finger. “Yeah, Princess?”
“I know I said I love it when you take control but let me take care of you tonight.
