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He bites down my neck, sucking a small section of skin into his mouth until it burns. He lets go, licking it with his tongue to soothe it.
“Do you feel how fucking hard you make me? Do you feel how much I need you? I wake up like this every fucking day and go to sleep like this every night, aching for you. I don’t know why it took you so long to realize it’s me who belongs inside you.”
Again, we get lost in a savage kiss, messy and uncoordinated because we want each other so badly.
“You’re soaking my pants, Rosie. Is your pretty little cunt weeping for me? Do you need me, Rosie? Am I making you ache?”
His fingers slide down my body, slow as torture, the one skilled fingertip tickling my ribcage on his way over my quivering stomach.
This is when I need to tell him. This is when he needs to know I’m a virgin.
But when his hand cups me and his thumb rolls over my clit, what he needs to know is forgotten and replaced with hot, exploding pleasure.
Chapter Eighteen
Ari
Oh my god, she’s so fucking wet.
I push back until I’m settled on my knees, the stitches in my arm threatening to rip again, but I don’t care. Nothing will stop me from experiencing this moment, her body, the feel of her heat dripping onto my fingers, hearing her moans and cries. Nothing but death would render me.
Somewhere deep in the back of my mind, an alarm is ringing, the one that makes me good at my job, and it is reminding me that this is nothing but a contractual obligation being filled, the transaction finally coming to fruition.
I knew better.
I know the truth. I can’t lie to myself and if I’m honest, the moment I stopped lying to myself is when I walked through the door of O’Connor’s General Store. I wanted her for myself then and I want her for myself now.
“Ari,” she gasps my name and it’s heaven, a gorgeous song of harmonies.
I press my palm against her clit and her back arches, arms spread out across the bed, her body a cross and I’m the fire that’s going to burn her at the stake. Her fingers clutch the comforter, curling into tight fists until I wonder if she’ll rip the blanket.
I take in her entire body, writhing and her breaths soft whimpering pants as I play with her clit. “Look at you,” I praise her, my cock straining against my pants. “You’re so fucking beautiful like this. Your anger seems to have finally been silenced. Is this what I have to do to you, Tesoro? In order to get you to shut up, do I need to worship your body?”
She tilts her head back, stretching the soft column of her neck as she concedes to me easily. “Yes,” she whispers, her voice rising at the tail-end of the one-syllable word as I sink two fingers inside her. “Oh my god. Fuck!” she curses, looking down to watch me slide in and out.
“What did I say about cursing at me?” I remind her, stopping my movements. She grinds her hips, fucking herself on my fingers to get where she wants to be. I press my hand against her stomach to stop her. “You’ll take what I give you and you aren’t ready to receive anything. Not until I say.”
“Ari, please,” she begs, cupping her tits, kneading them with her fingers until the soft mounds are spilling between her fingers. “You feel so good. Please don’t stop.”
“You’re so agreeable when you’re like this, Rosie,” I say, gliding one hand down her thigh, then push her knee down until it hits the bed.
The view is spectacular.
I bite my lip, witnessing a dream coming true. I pull my arm back, my fingers showing her sheen and then disappearing to my knuckle when I slip forward.
“It’s the only time I’ll be agreeable for you, but once you stop touching me, game over,” she warns, eyes rolling to the back of her head when I curl the two fingers inside her.
“What a hardship,” I thrust forward “To have to always have you on your back.”
I slip the digits out, then suck them into my mouth, savoring her sweetness. “As sweet as ever.” It takes me back to when she fingerfucked herself in the chair in my office.
Sliding back, I take my pants off and let them fall to the floor in a useless pile. My cock slaps against my stomach and I wrap my hand around the length, giving it a long firm stroke. Her eyes settle on me, and they widen. Fear and excitement swirl in those conniving depths.
“I won’t fuck you tonight.” All I want to do is show her how good we can be together, but I’m not sure if she’s ready for that. I’ll take this at her pace. There’s no question that I want her. My skin already feels tight. Her body is portal of addiction and I’ve jumped in without remorse, my body now dependent on the touch of her skin and the whisp of her breath.
A fucking vixen.
“I don’t want to fuck you anyway.” She rears up fast, her tongue flicking out until she licks the tip of my cock unexpectedly. “It’s the last thing I want to do.” She peers up at me through those thick, dark lashes, her eyes innocent and curious, eager to please.
