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“Yes.” The word was out of my mouth before I could think to stop it, and he didn’t waste a second.
His strong hands anchored me to him as he walked us slowly backward, his tongue tracing the shell of my ear and sending a wave of shivers through me. When we stopped moving, he slid his hand up and pulled mine away from his head.
“Keep your hands at your side.”
Every rebellious instinct in me told me not to follow that order and I had to ball my hands into fists to comply. “I don’t want to play this game if I don’t get to touch you.”
“It’s too late to negotiate terms,” he said darkly.
Somewhere in my post-orgasm haze, I managed to find my bossy voice. “No, it isn’t.”
His heat disappeared from my back for what felt like an eternity before his lips were there, kissing a line down my rigid spine. It felt hot and cold at the same time, and I wavered on my feet.
“You like that.” It wasn’t a question, and I wasn’t about to answer.
I meant what I’d said. If he didn’t let me touch him, I would end this. His fingers hooked the waist of my jeans and tugged them down, dragging my undoubtedly damp panties with them. His lips continued their slow, southerly exploration down one thigh as he wrapped his strong fingers around my ankle and gently lifted, sliding my jeans clear. He repeated the move on the other side, and I was officially butt naked in front of him, wearing only my pendant as he sprinkled hot kisses up the back of my thigh.
I yelped when his teeth sank into my right ass cheek and I instinctively batted at him. “Not cool.” The effort and the words were weak, but it was the protest that mattered.
He laughed but didn’t chastise me for the movement. Instead, he licked the spot he’d bitten and kissed it softly. “And here I thought you enjoyed the biting.”
“Not on the ass,” I shot back, twisting to look at him. “Who does that?” And when did he have time to lose his clothes? Fuck me, he was gorgeous.
Of course, he took my question as a challenge. His eyes narrowed and he grabbed my wrist, pinning it behind my back so I had a clear view of what he was doing back there. He let me watch as he bit me again. It wasn’t hard and it didn’t hurt as much this time, but then, it hadn’t actually hurt the first time either. He’d startled me more than anything.
He licked and kissed the spot again. “See, not so bad.”
My breath was coming in short pants as he stood slowly, keeping my wrist pinned in place. When I tried to turn, he grabbed my other wrist, adjusting his grip so he held them both in one strong hand.
“I wasn’t joking about the touching,” I said breathlessly. It was exhilarating and frightening being at his mercy like this, a love-hate moment if ever there was one, but not being able to touch him was frustrating me beyond measure.
“I know,” he said, threading the fingers of his free hand into my hair and tugging my head back. He rained hot kisses down my neck and shoulder, lightly grazing his teeth over my skin. It was an exquisite kind of torture, and my insides quivered in anticipation.
The next moment, his grip was gone from my wrists, and he spun me to face him. In a fluid movement, he hoisted me up like I weighed nothing. I greedily wrapped my legs around him, grabbing his hair with both hands and holding him there as our lips crashed together. Heat bloomed in my chest.
No, that wasn’t quite right. Not in buton.
I pulled back and looked down to see the pendant glowing brightly. Brighter than I’d ever seen it, even when the damned thing had brought me here.
“What the fuck?”
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Hook saw it too and when I met his heated gaze, his pupils exploded into that deep black well of want. The darkness pulled me in. Bright orange light pulsed around the edge, but I wanted the darkness.
I shifted my hips and the head of his cock nestled against my opening. I wanted to impale myself on him, to take him to the hilt in one smooth move, but he wouldn’t let me. His grip on my hips was solid, those strong fingers digging into my flesh in a way that would absolutely leave bruises.
He lowered me just a little, then lifted me, setting a slow pulsing rhythm as my slick arousal spread over his cock. With every pump, I sank lower, until it felt like I might explode from the pressure of him stretching my inner walls.
I pressed back, digging my short nails into his shoulders and adjusting my angle, giving my body that extra little space to take him deeper. He bottomed out and ground roughly into me, sending a flutter of chills through me, racing out from my core to the tips of every finger, every toe. My orgasm crashed over me, bringing my nipples to hard, almost painful nubs as every inch of my flesh caught fire.
I writhed against his hold, riding the wave for everything I was worth, and just when I felt him thicken inside me, right on the edge, he pulled me up and off him, setting me on my feet.
“Whoa.” My knees, my ankles, pretty much everything from the waist down wobbled, but he didn’t let me fall. “Why did you stop?” I could hardly find my breath, let alone a coherent thought, but I managed to bite that one out clearly enough.
Hook ran his tongue over the edge of his teeth and smiled wickedly. “Because I’m not finished with you yet.”
