Terrified she’d be hurt or taken from me.
The belief was so overwhelming, I was ready to scoop her into my arms, locking her in the room. With every brush of her fingertips, she coaxed the suffocating fear from my mind, replacing all the angst with heavy desire.
As her light touches became caresses, I closed my eyes. She was even humming as she licked around every tattoo on my chest and arms. There came a point where I was finished with the foreplay, my hunger far too significant to ignore any longer.
I pushed her against the wall, yanking one leg around my hip then the other.
Her smile was wicked, her need evident in every quick glance and the way her fingers squeezed my arms.
“I can’t be gentle with you any longer, Lainey. I’m losing control.”
“Don’t be. I won’t break.”
If she could only understand how incorrect her statement was. She should be trembling, forcing her way from my life instead of embracing my need to dominate her. The woman was truly something special.
She was the one who wrapped her hand around the tip of my cock, licking water from her swollen lips as she stroked me.
Every muscle in my body was tense and I was shaking from a thick and heavy dose of adrenaline. “Be careful what you’re asking for, Lainey.”
Her laugh was breathless and the way her chest rose and fell indicated she was also losing control. “I’m tired of being careful.I’m finished with worrying about doing the wrong thing. Fuck me, Sasha. Just fuck me. Please.”
The dam was broken, the desire something that couldn’t be controlled. And we were both fine with that. I thrust every inch of my cock inside, immediately gasping for air just as she was doing.
The steam was oppressive, making it difficult to see and breathe. I should turn off the water, but I had no desire to move away from her by even an inch.
She cinched her thighs against my hips, constantly licking her lips as I jerked one arm over her head then the other. Instead of securing her wrists, I clasped our fingers together. She immediately dug her nails into my skin and damn if her expression of defiance didn’t fuel my needs to the point of being explosive.
We both shuddered at the same time and she laughed, the sound as sweet as the music she wrote. Our lips were almost touching, her heated breath dancing across my skin keeping the fire ignited. We were good together, too much so. I wanted to devour every inch, consuming a woman who consistently drove me insane.
A slight smile crept across her face, knowing and mischievous. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.
Incapable of ignoring the pull, I crushed my lips over hers, holding her locked in the suffocating position for several seconds. Her pussy muscles clenched around my cock and she instantly moaned into the kiss.
Drenched with sweat and water, I still took my time, pulling in and out in a practiced rhythm. She did what she could to meet every brutal thrust, pulling against my hold, but only so she could continue teasing me.
Even if she dared try to escape, she wouldn’t be successful. I was too far gone in my yearning, too entrenched in keeping her.
For a few wondrous seconds, there was no one else in the world but the two of us.
As her body reacted, another orgasm sweeping through her, a strange and powerful thought entered my mind replacing the joy shared with her.
All good things came to an end.
Only this time would be different.
If necessary, I’d be the one taking the bullet.
“Don’t be silly.I feel fine.”
“You had difficulty breathing, baby. I don’t call that fine. I’m contacting the doctor when we get inside the house.”
“Now you’re being ridiculous, Sasha. You try carrying this much extra weight around for an entire afternoon on your feet while trying to explain to the designers that no, plum doesn’t mean lilac.”
She blew a piece of hair from her eye and grabbed her purse. “You wanted to be in charge,” I teased and pulled down the long driveway.
“Yes, I did, but it might have been helpful if I’d been the one hiring the design team.”
“Did you ever stop to think you’re being just a tiny bit hyper critical?”
