Tonight was no different, but I wasn’t going to stay away this time. Not when I knew how it all would end. It was a dangerous game I was playing. Going over there was wreaking havoc on my emotions. I found myself wanting to stay, wishing I could just lay in bed with him and pretend it was something more than it really was.
I knew that somehow, tonight might break me, but as I slipped my shoes on and walked across the lawn to my neighbor’s house, I found I didn’t care.
The door swung open before I even raised my fist to knock. Those stormy gray eyes trapped me in a heated gaze for what felt like an eternity.
I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe when he stared at me like that. Like he would suffocate if he didn’t have me. It sent my heart in a frenzy, beating out of control.
And then he jerked me inside and slammed the door, shoving me against it. His hands instantly went to my hair, and those lips…
I closed my eyes as he sank his teeth into my neck, sucking gently on my skin. If this was what it was like to be owned by someone, why was I fighting it? There was nothing better or more right in my world than when his lips were on me.
“Bedroom,” I gasped as his hand palmed my breast.
“She’s not in tonight.”
His fingers split the folds of my robe and his fingers brushed against the silk of my nightie. “Fuck, you should always wear shit like this.”
Shivers raced down my spine as the tip of his finger slid slowly down the crease of my pussy. His lips latched onto my neck, sucking harder this time as his finger rhythmically stroked my clit.
“JR,” I gasped.
“Fuck, I can’t wait.”
He tore my robe open, his eyes glazing over as he looked over every inch of my body from my pebbled nipples to the curve of my calves. I’d never felt so desired in all my life.
He was on me in seconds, his cock pressing against me through his jeans. His kisses were filled with a passion and intensity that I had yet to experience with him. It almost made me think something else was going on, that somehow, things were changing between us.
“So fucking sexy,” he hissed, gripping me around the waist.
My legs wrapped around his hips as he carried me to his room, never once taking his lips from mine. My fingers tangled in his hair, twisting with every wisp as I ground my hips against him, taking what I needed from him.
I barely noticed as he laid me out on the bed until he gripped my wrists and pinned them in one hand over my head. A devilishtwinkle in his eyes barely flickered before his lips skimmed down my neck and over my breast.
The moment he pulled my nipple in his mouth, I shot off, feeling the first blooms of ecstasy tearing through me. I was out of control, rocking against him as he continued to tease me.
“JR! Please!”
His low chuckle was all I heard as he released me for only long enough to shuck his jeans. Then his hand was back on my wrists and he was settled between my legs, his thick cock pressing against my core. I whimpered as he brushed the thick head of his cock over my pussy, taunting me with the promise of pleasure.
“JR—” I cried out as he thrust himself hard inside me, filling me so deep.
I could barely think as he took every ounce of pleasure and twisted it into something that felt more like a sacrifice of some kind. I was a goner, doomed to be his for as long as he would have me.
With every thrust of his hips, I sank deeper into the knowledge that there was no escaping him. I would never leave, never walk away as long as he had this hold on me.
“Josie,” he whispered, rocking his hips harder into me, pressing my knees up until I was practically folded in half. “Fuck, give me everything. Come on my cock, baby.”
Tingles shot down my spine as my pussy clamped around him, squeezing him hard. Panting, he fucked me harder, pinning me to the bed until he cried out and collapsed on top of me.
I was a mess.
Everything in my head was so fuzzy. As he rolled off me, my legs flopped to the sides. I couldn’t have moved if I wanted to. I didn’t even have the energy to move my wrists from where he had pinned them above my head.
I just drifted in and out of the aftermath of pleasure.
His low snicker reminded me of how the devil would sound. “Okay, there?”
I hummed low in my throat, hoping to convey that I was still alive.
