Page 13 of Darkest Craving


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Biting her lip, Charlotte asks, “About what?”

“This,” I say, taking a step closer to her. “Us. And how this feels too good to be true. It made me panic and I just had to see your face to calm down.”

She swallows and she looks confounded as if she’s not sure how to handle this. “You don’t trust a good thing when it falls into your lap?”

My throat snares. “Fuck no.”

“I do,” she murmurs, “I trust it.”

Tilting my head to the side, I rasp, “Then why are you covering up?”

Her face turns a warmer shade. “I don’t know,” she whispers. Keeping her eyes on mine, she drops the blouse and gasps when my fingers go to her hip. She’s inked, small, black butterflies flying from her hipbone and up to her waist.

“Are my fingers cold?” I ask in a low tone but she shakes her head, letting out a low moan and she takes a step closer to me. I reach out, pulling the blinders down because I don’t want anyone to see us and it’s still daylight outside. She lets out a little pant and I worry that she’ll try to stop us from going through with this so I put a hand on her lower back, to prevent her from going anywhere.

I stroke her waist, relishing in the way she arches her back and I slant my lips over hers, loving how quickly she turns into liquid, how fast she melts into the kiss. Depp, dark need flares in me and I growl, shoving her onto the bed and our bodies grind underneath our clothes. The friction drives me mad and she pants that she has never done this before.

And now I’m desperate to have her, moaning when she laps at my tongue and the whole bed seems to be spinning. How the fuck am I allowed to be bad when she’s this pure? She’s unspoiled territory and I’m about to leave dark footsteps all over her. A better man would have stopped himself but I’m charging right in there.

The greed is heavy in me and I can’t wait to feel her come all over my cock. Charlotte struggles to breathe, whimpering softly behind those seductive lips and I remove her clothes, then mine, taking in her naked body and I can’t get over how hot she is. She floors me, makes me drool and I want to howl like a maniac to the moon.

I do it once, because her beauty overwhelms me; Toss my head back and howl.

“Fuck, Troy,” Charlotte squeals, “the neighbors will think I have a madman up in my room.”

She does. She does have a madman and I’m mad about her.

Charlotte bursts into giggles and she’s more relaxed now that I made her laugh. I return my attention to her lips, cupping her tits in my hands and hell...she looks like she has had them surgically enhanced but I can tell they’re real...melting in my palms and from now on, I’ll be groping her day and night.

“Generous,” I groan, “fuck, look at you.”

“Do you think I’m pretty?” she moans and I let out a hell yeah. “Even here?” she asks spreading her legs and I nod.

Prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.

“Exquisite,” I rasp, sliding my knuckles over the seam. “Do you know what happens to good girls, Charlotte?”

“N...no,” she whimpers.

“They get eaten,” I moan and she cries out when I come down on her with my mouth. Something came over me, when she exposed herself like that and my mind snapped. I gulp her down, vaguely aware that she’s squirming and I can barely breathe, purring and groaning against her wetness.

She’s unused to feeling the flick of a tongue between her legs, and her belly heaves with deep breaths and something cracks in my chest at the sight of her like this. I want to be a good man when she’s like this, want to be everything that she needs.

I mash my tongue against her, digging my fingers into her soft hips and she exposes herself to me even more, her legs collapsing on either side. A groan escapes me when I feel her fingertips against my scalp and my eyes roll back in my head. I’m getting high on her liquor and she throbs against my mouth. I torment her a little, seeing how much she can take and she doesn’t last long until she starts begging me to enter her.

Wrapping her legs around me, I slide inside of her, groaning at the warmth and she squeezes me tightly. I hunger so bad that a fever builds up in me and through my hooded eyes, I watch her. Her head flops side to side, her lids fluttering; her mouth blabbering a mix between pleads and demands.

She fiercely responds to my thrusts, gasping every time I sink a little bit deeper and our mouths clash. I groan when she bites me with her teeth, accidentally drawing blood and her eyes round in shock but I lick it off, moving to feast on her big breasts.

I’m her first but her body bravely smacks against mine, meeting my pumps and I start rutting. Her teeth clash and she pants in astonishment. She’s lost, crying out for me and everything that I can give her and the pace turns maddening, my kisses blistering her skin and I smack in and out of her, crushing her little body against mine.

“Tell me you’re mine, Troy,” she whispers and my head lolls. I can’t believe those words came out of her mouth. She doesn’t even know how much I belong to her.

“I’m yours,” I groan, rolling my hips against her. “I’m so fucking yours.” I choke on a breath when I feel her squeezing me hard. I let out a scream in surprise, lashing into her and it ends in a killer climax. Collapsing on top of her, I let out a ragged pant. Rolling over to my back, I pull her toward my chest and she whimpers my name, leaning her face against me.

I’m done for, staring up at the ceiling and the room seems to swirl.

She screws me up, digs her little hooks into me and I’m powerless to do anything about it.

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