Page 7 of Unmasking Him


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I take her hand and pull her towards a table leaning against the wall. Thereisa bed in here, since this is what these rooms were intended for, but like hell am I going to fuck her on there, since it’s probably been used by God knows how many people.

Fuck, her brother has probably used it, and I know she’d be disgusted if she were to ever figure that out, so I guess we’ll be settling for the table.

Her eyes meet mine, and I know she’s realized my intentions. Her eyes flick to the bed for a moment then she glances at the table before looking back at me and giving me a relieved smile, as though she also doesn’t want to be anywhere near the bed that’s seen countless strangers in the past.

She hops up onto the table, her dress rising up her thighs as she opens her legs and pulls me closer.

Fuck, this is really happening.

My hands travel around to her ass and I pull her towards me, grunting as she slides against my throbbing dick.

“Please,” she whispers so sweetly it almost makes me come right there and then.

How I’m going to make it out of this alive, I have no idea.

Just her scent and being so close to her are almost enough to kill me.

I reach for the belt around her waist and untie the knot before pulling on it. Once its free, I hold it up in question. She looks confused, but she nods anyways.

If I wasn’t so turned on, I would probably be annoyed at her trusting a stranger so easily. But how can I be annoyed when she’s giving me everything I’ve ever wanted?

I place the cotton belt over her eyes before tying it at the back of her head as a makeshift blindfold. I fiddle with it until I’m sure she can’t see me, making sure it’s tight enough and secured so that it doesn’t slip down at all. I wave my hand in front of her face, and only once I’m sure she has no idea what I’m doing from the way she doesn’t react at all, do I pull my mask up again.

I’d love nothing more than to take it off completely, but I don’t want to risk the blindfold slipping and not being able to put it back on quick enough.

I bring my lips to her neck and press a gentle kiss there before sucking on the skin, marking her. I know it won’t last for long, but the need to mark her as mine is more overwhelming than anything I’ve ever felt before.

I kiss the spot once more before trailing kisses up her neck and across her cheek until I reach her mouth. I coax it open with my tongue, loving the way she melts against me while humming in approval.

This moment right here is everything I’ve ever dreamed of.

She goes lax against me, giving me full control to take the lead and I take the kiss deeper, devouring her mouth with mine.

I savor the taste of her, groaning as she whines and tries to move towards me, needing the friction but I pull back, not willing to give in to her just yet.

I need this night to last for as long as possible, because as soon as I walk out that door, this will be over.

Wewill be over.

And I don’t want to walk away too soon.

Not until I’ve tasted every single inch of her.

Not until I’ve thoroughly had my fill of her.

My hand slides from her waist and slowly inches up her body. I gently swipe my thumb across her nipple, and she whimpers. I grin into the kiss and keep my hand moving upwards, reveling in the small sound of disapproval before reaching for her neck.

God, I wish I wasn’t wearing these fucking gloves.

I wish I could feel her pulse under my palm.

Feel her soft skin against it as I squeeze.

Watch her eyes widen with fear as I?—

I pull back, looking down at her thoroughly debauched state in awe and try to calm myself from the thoughts running through my mind, since I don’t want to get worked up too soon, plus, I don’t actually want to scare her.

Not really.