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“Sexy. Let me see the woman inside.”
After laughing nervously, I closed my eyes, pretending to be someone I wasn’t. I’d never considered myself sexy, preferring jeans and tee shirts to pretty dresses like all the other girls wore. I’d spend so much time around animals that I wasn’t certain I even knew what it meant to entice a man this way.
My inner voice reminded me that I was on a mysterious Hawaiian island with a man I barely knew, surviving an abduction and an attack. I could be anything and anybody I wanted.
If only for a little while.
I undulated my hips, moving to a song in my head that was my favorite. If only the sexy man knew that I’d found it soothed the savage beasts when I was at work. I bit my lip to keep from laughing, twisting and turning as I lifted the shirt ever so slowly. I took my time, moving in circle after circle, finally able to feel the music. Within a few seconds, I was enjoying the tease, finally rolling the shirt over my shoulders. Holding it to the side, I glanced over my shoulder. After allowing it to drop, I blew him a kiss, chuckling seductively.
His breathing remained heavy, several growls keeping my energy flowing. The man was a true animal, his needs surpassing mine. I crossed my arms across my chest, slowly twirling several times before inching closer. When I gave him a quick peek, I thought for certain he would reach out, dragging me close, but he stood in the same spot. Watching.
Waiting.
Planning.
I was fueled by his heavy breathing, rolling my hands through my hair then turning around again. When I bent backward, allowing my hair to fall to my waist, the moonlight created a beautiful silhouette of the bulge throbbing between his legs.
As I unfastened my shorts, I could tell he was getting restless by the way the guttural sounds he emitted became louder. But I did as he’d commanded, taking my time, barely sliding the material past my hips then stopping, twirling two more times before wiggling back and forth. When I dragged my tongue across my lips in an exaggerated manner, he rolled his hand down his crotch, stroking over his shorts.
“Mmm…” When I purred several times, he grunted his appreciation. I pushed on the shorts, gasping on purpose as I shifted my hips and they finally fell to the floor. “Oops!” I teased, backing further away from him then wagging my finger when he took a single step closer.
“Be careful what you’re doing, little girl. You don’t know what I’m capable of.”
“Oh, I think I do. In fact, I know I do.” I laughed softly.
“Touch yourself. Squeeze your nipples for me.”
Swallowing, I issued another few mews before obeying his command, cupping and squeezing my breasts, pushing them together before I flicked my fingers across my hardened buds. He continued stroking his cock, his breathing even more labored. The hint of pain was delicious, and I moaned on purpose, closing my eyes and tossing my head from side to side.
“Tell me how wet you are.”
I bit my lip and rolled my hand down my stomach, slowly inching close to my panties. I knew they were already soaked, the scent filling the night air, just like I could gather the fragrance of his testosterone. When I shifted my hand on my mound, I thought for certain he was going to jump out of his skin.
“Very wet. But I could be wetter if your cum was inside, dripping down my thighs.”
“Soon, little girl. Soon. I want it all. Everything. Rub for me, sweetheart. Rub until I tell you to stop.”
I did as I was told, sliding my fingers up and down my pussy. Within seconds, I thought for certain I was going to come, my mind slipping to every filthy place it had before. I shivered, purposely moaning. The feeling of pleasure was wicked. I’d never masturbated in front of a man. I could tell how much it excited him, his growls increasing, so low and husky that they sent heated vibrations through every cell and muscle.
Panting, I was forced to take several deep breaths. As if anticipating how close I was getting, he laughed in his deep, throaty voice. “Hold it for me, sweetheart. Don’t come until I allow you.”
“You’re brutal.”
“Yes, I am. Push the material between your swollen folds. That’s it. Good girl.”
Why were his commands turning me on as much as they were? I couldn’t stop whimpering. I was so close to climaxing, the need building to a point my legs were shaking.
“Yes. Perfect. Absolutely perfect.”
His voice was mesmerizing, but I knew I couldn’t hold back for long. “I can’t. Please let me come.”
“Not yet. If you do, you’ll be punished.”
A part of me wanted to see what he’d do, how far he’d go. A haze had formed over my eyes, my inability to focus sapping my energy. Even though everything else was blurry, I was able to make out his rugged form. I hadn’t noticed he’d removed his shirt, now standing with his legs spread far apart, taking full possession of me. It was strange how much I liked the game, but it was as freeing as the other night had been.
As my whimpers became louder, I knew I was close to begging. He sensed my discomfort.
“Come for me, my sweet Willow. Come hard. I want to hear it.”
