“Not as thankful as I am.”
Her soft lips touch mine and I can’t resist taking a small taste of her. My tongue licks into her mouth to find and mate with hers. I try to keep it soft and sweet but she swings her legs around until she’s straddling me and then threads her fingers into my hair. When she tugs the strands to deepen the kiss with a moan, some of my control slips. My fingers bite into her ass so I can drag her heat across my hard cock. She’s so fucking tempting, too tempting. I push her back from my chest and clench my jaw.
“Sweetheart, you should go to bed.”
My words have uncertainty and a hint of hurt sliding into her eyes. Fuck, I can’t have that so I explain in a way that will warn her off.
“If you don’t get off of my lap, I’m going to strip you down, spread your legs, and fuck your pretty little pink pussy until you beg me to stop. You’re not ready for the kind of passion I want from you, sweetness. Stick with Ry and Zack, they will treat you with the care I’m not capable of giving you. You’re…fragile, delicate right now. One day, you won’t be and then you will be ready for me.”
Her eyes flare wide but it’s not with fear like I thought it would be, more like curiosity. It makes me groan and lift her off my lap onto her feet but I hold on to one of her hands and bring it to my mouth so I can kiss her knuckles. She needs to know I’m not downplaying this so I tell her exactly how filthy I like it in a husky tone.
“Avery, I’m the type of man who will order you to your knees and fuck your sweet mouth with my cock until tears are rolling down your face.”
She flinches back slightly hearing that so I nod.
“The next time you grind your sweet cunt against my cock, make sure you’re ready for what I have to offer. Now go, go to bed, sweetness.”
She hesitates for a beat and then gives me a shaky nod before turning and almost running out of the room. I lean back and adjust myself to try and ease the painful ache she’s left me with, hoping that I haven’t scared her off forever.
Avery
Itoss and turn with the sheets twisting around me like knots. My skin feels too sensitive, my body unsettled and my mind is a constant carousel of thoughts. The things Cass said to me…were shocking, dark. But it was the way he said I was too delicate, too fragile that is keeping my mind spinning.
He'sout there somewhere, waiting for his chance to get to us and it terrifies me but underneath that is simmering anger that’s borderline rage. That man stole so much from me and the fact that he still has that power over me makes me furious. All the pain, all the suffering he inflicted on me did so much damage to who I am as a woman but being free of him, being loved, that has changed me too. I ran, I fought back, I’m not broken anymore. I’m not delicate or fragile, not anymore. Piece by piece, Ryker, Zack, and Cass have worked to unbreak me but I want those last missing pieces.
I let my mind picture Cass ordering me to my knees. I picture him murmuring filthy, filthy words in my ear as he moves my body exactly the way he wants it. His strong fingers digging into my skin and leaving bruises of passion, not pain. I picture him treating me like the woman I’m becoming and wet heat throbs between my legs. I want it. I want the sweetness and care the others give me but I also want what Cass is offering me too. I want everything they are willing to give me and then, then I want…more.
I untwist the sheets and throw them aside, grab the baby monitor, and pad soundlessly through the house until I’m hovering outside his closed door. I stand there and force myself to remember all the horrible thingshedid to me that made me dread sex. Everythinghedid was about control, punishment, and pain, and then I let it go. I trust Cass. I trust him not to hurt me the wayhedid so I lift my hand to knock but before my knuckles hit wood the door swings open.
He pins me with such an intense, heat-filled look, his eyes a dark grey slate, that I can barely swallow.
“You have to be sure and you have to ask for it, sweetness.”
His voice is rough and almost harsh in a way that sends a bolt of pure lust straight to my core so I breathe deeply and grab onto my courage with both hands before I speak.
“I want you to fuck my pretty little pink pussy until I beg you to stop and then…I want you to do it again.”
I don’t have a chance to worry about the dark blush that fills my cheeks at saying his words back to him because he yanks me into the room and tosses me on the bed. He takes the monitor from my hand and sets it on the dresser, checking to make sure the volume is up before he turns to scan my body. His gaze is like being hit by the sun and my skin ignites in anticipation of just what he’s going to do to me.
“Clothes off, now.”
He barks at me in such a demanding tone that the first flutter of worry that I might be in over my head turns my stomach. My hands are shaking and I do as he says until I’m laying back completely naked and trembling. He stands there taking in every inch of my body and then pulls his shirt off and sweeps his pants down leaving him just as bare as me. The hard length of him juts out fully erect and when he fists it with one hard hand and strokes it, I have to keep myself from wiggling as need fills me.
“Are you wet for me, sweetness? Is your clit swollen and needy for my touch, my…tongue?”
My cheeks couldn’t flame any more red than they already are but that doesn’t stop the ache between my legs that throbs in time with my heartbeat.
“Answer me, Avery.”
I swallow past the dryness in my throat and give a little nod causing him to smirk slightly.
“Spread your legs. Show me what’s been driving me to the edge.”
I shake and tremble but I spread my legs wider. A gasp flies from my mouth when he latches on to both my ankles and spreads me even wider. Cass runs his fingers up my legs, tracing teasing circles on my inner thighs and then cups my pussy. My body responds on its own causing me to arch my back to press the sensitive area against his palm.
He chuckles darkly and then those fingers slide between my folds and dip inside of me.
“You’re soaked for me, sweetness.”
