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His. That word doesn’t scare me half as much as it should because wasn’t that always my destiny, anyway. To belong to a man. However, I havechosenthis one. My parents had nothing to do with it. I am no longer under their rule, I’m under his and he has assured me of a freedom I would never get from them. Definitely not from any husband they choose for me in Heaven and so a thrill runs through my entire body knowing I have changed my path in life. Me. Purity Sanders. I took a chance, and I ran from home. I knew Chicago would deliver, and it has. Him.
He pulls away and lifts the pen that resides by the leather blotter on the polished wooden desk.
I gaze up into his eyes and swallow hard at the dark menace in his expression that wasn’t there before. It surrounds him and consumes me, and I stare in wonder as he changes before my eyes. If anything, the soft edges have been sharpened and there is a power to him that intoxicates as well as terrorizes and I can’t tear my eyes from his as he pulls me from my chair and into those strong arms I desire so much.
He tilts my face to meet his and almost growls as he lowers his lips to mine and sucks my bottom lip into his mouth. My heart pounds and my breath deserts me as he crashes those lips against mine and positively devours me. His tongue edges inside and claims mine, the rough scuff on his jaw scratching against my skin. His hand pushes my back closer into his chest and his leg somehow positions itself between mine.
He is hard, dangerous and intimidating, but it doesn’t scare me. It should. I know that now, but as he fists my hair and holds it tight, there is a sensation passing through my body that tells me it likes this. It likes him and as he deepens the kiss, I shift a little closer. Wanting something I don’t know anything about.
His hand runs down my side and presses against my breast, the thin fabric of the cotton nightdress no defense against it. With a deep growl, he lowers the straps from my shoulders and, as the top falls, I jump a little because this seems wrong. It must be, but why don’t I care?
I am curious. Faith said she felt an intense urge to experience something unfamiliar when Jonny touched her, and now I'm feeling it too. With him.
I gasp when he lowers his lips to my breasts and takes one into his mouth. Biting down forcefully on the tiny bud, causing me to gasp with pain but desire it more.
He presses in and the thin cotton becomes an irritant that he deals with swiftly as he tears it from my body, leaving me naked against him.
I yelp into his mouth because this is a sin. We are not married, despite what the paper says, and he pulls back and hisses, “You belong to me now, Purity. You gave me the right.”
I can’t argue with that, but is this what was written in the small print? It must have been, otherwise he wouldn’t be doing it.
He shocks me by stepping back and staring openly at my naked body that trembles before him. He is fully dressed, and I feel vulnerable and exposed.
“You are beautiful.” He says with appreciation, and I blush like a furnace as he drags his gaze over every part of my body.
“Turn around,” he commands, and I do as he says because then I can’t see him. That’s better, surely, and yet as I stand shivering in the center of his office, I catch his reflection in the mirror on the wall and it excites me all over again.
He is removing his T-shirt and I can’t tear my eyes away. That huge chest is covered in dark hair that only makes him even more masculine somehow. His muscles dance in the reflection and I hitch my breath because he is magnificent.
I jump when his belt is torn from his jeans and they drop to the ground, revealing a tight pair of underpants that leaves nothing to the imagination. Then I squeeze my eyes tightly shut when he tears them off and I see what he was hiding beneath them.
I should be so afraid right now, but I am too far gone for anything than to go forward. I want to discover what is spoken of in low tones and hushed whispers. I want to become a woman, and this must be what happens when the contract is signed. I don’t want to appear naive to that and I trust him. He told me to.
CHAPTER16
KILLIAN
Icouldn’t stop myself if I tried. As soon as she signed the contract, it lit a fuse inside me that went out of control pretty damn quickly. I am burning up because the thought of owning such a beauty is like pouring gasoline on a naked flame.
I will have her now, in this room, on top of that fucking contract and she will soon learn that I do what the fuck I like, whenever I like. I don’t consider her feelings. I don’t think about how scared she must be. She has given herself to me and that is all that concerns me now. Purity may have feelings, desires and needs, but I am not wasting time considering them. I am starting as I mean to go and doing whatever I god-damned like.
I advance and fist her hair in a cruel hand, flinging aside the fact she’s a virgin and deserves a vanilla kind of experience. I’m not vanilla and I never have been, and she gets the man I want her to get.
She feels so good against my rough hand. So soft; tantalizingly so. I could caress her skin all day and plant soft kisses over the whole of her. Perhaps I will, but not now. Now she must become mine before the ink dries on the contract. It will be brutal and savage and if she can’t deal with that, she will soon learn.
I drop my greedy lips to her neck and suck in hard, savoring the taste of her sweet flesh as she trembles in my arms.
I cup her breast with my right hand and squeeze her nipple hard, loving the groan that spills from her sweet lips. Then I drop my hands and spread her legs, leaning her back against me, my cock pushing hard against her ass.
She moans sweetly and as my fingers play with her clit, she cries out as her first orgasm hits her hard. Perfect.
I sense her throbbing against my fingers, her sticky heat coating my fingers, and I raise them and stuff them into her mouth, growling, “Taste your desire on me.”
She sucks my fingers clean, which causes me to growl because this is the most potent drug I have ever had. Innocence is addictive it seems and so I spin her around and push her back on the desk, lifting her hips so her ass is against the contract.
She is flushed and her eyes sparkle as she gazes at me and I press down on her chest, so she falls back on the desk, my legs sweeping hers aside as I position myself between them.
“Trust me, Purity.” I say with a wicked grin, and she nods, too far gone to stop this if she tried.
