The world narrows to the heat between us, the way he pulls me closer, the way he kisses me like he’s trying to anchor both of us. It’s as if he needs me just as much as I need him.
I moan against his mouth, the sound swallowed by his kiss as his grip tightens.
“Malcolm…” I purr, melting against him.
“No.” His lips brush my ear, voice low and dominating. “Right now I talk, you listen.”
A shiver rips through me, and I’m here for every second of it.
“You sure this is what you want?” he murmurs.
“Yes,” I proclaim, raw and certain.
“That’s all I need to hear,” he says.
FIFTEEN
NIGHTMARE
“You’re not getting offeasy tonight, and I can’t promise I’ll be gentle,” I growl, dragging my hand along her spine. Her body shivers. Every pulse, every tremor, twists something vicious inside of me. She lets out a sharp breath, her back arching in a way that sends a hard jolt through me.
Fisting a hand in her braids, I pull her head back just enough to see her eyes… wide, blown, begging without saying it. Right where I want her.
“Now show me how much you want this.”
I’ll command her, make her forget for tonight, but I want her to come to me because she can’t help it. I want to feel her desperation.
Sliding off my lap, she takes a few steps back, her eyes never leaving mine. Her fingers tremble for a split second before she steels herself and reaches for the hem of her shirt. Slowly lifting it over her head, she lets it fall to the floor. Her fingers linger on the clasp of her bra before slowly unhooking it, and the fucking breath leaves my lungs.
Her smooth, warm brown skin, glows in the low light. Nipples tight, begging me to suck them. My eyes track the curve of her shoulders, the soft line of her waist… she’s stunning.
“Lolo…” My voice comes out strained, almost a warning. “You’re going to fucking ruin me.”
With controlled, deliberate movements, she drags her jeans and panties down, stepping free. Every inch of her stokes the fire raging in my chest.
My hands flex at my sides as she stands before me, naked, baring her soul. I take a slow breath, eyes dragging up the length of her body, lingering where I want without apology.
“Come here,” I demand softly.
She steps closer. When she’s within reach, I trail my knuckles down her stomach, barely brushing her skin… just enough to make her gasp. Her body responds instantly, a shiver rippling through her, as if she’s trying to fight it but can’t.
“Every inch of you is beautiful,” I murmur.
She swallows, chest rising shakily. “Malcolm…”
“Turn around.”
She immediately obeys. Like giving in is a relief.
My hand trails from the back of her neck down to the small of her back, slow and controlled. She ducks her head, breathing hard.
“Good girl,” I murmur, letting my lips brush her ear. “Now get on the bed.”
Without hesitation, she climbs onto the mattress, moving onto her hands and knees, her back arching instinctively, as if her body already knows what I want. The obedience in that simple motion makes my dick twitch.
“Stay right there,” I tell her, letting the command settle in her bones. “And don’t move until I say.”
I close in behind her… enough for her to feel me without touching her yet.
