‘Tell me, Isla. Whenever I catch you watching me, would I find your pussy wet and ready for me like it was six months ago?’
Oh hell, take me now.
His left palm slips across my throat, wrapping tightly around me. He feels so big it wouldn’t surprise me if his fingers are touching.
‘Be a good girl and answer me.’
‘Yes,’ I breathe.
I try to turn my head sideways, wanting a glimpse of him but his firm grip around my throat keeps me in place. And some fucked up part inside of me ignites at knowing I can’t move even if I wanted to.
I should be scared. Any normal person in my situation would be. But right now everything is making me more aroused.
‘And tell me, princess. If I slip my hand between these pretty thighs, what would I find?’
Dirty, dirty man that’s what he is.
He knows fine well what he’s doing to me, and it is one hundred per cent working.
‘Hmm?’ Liam prompts with a light squeeze of my throat.
His grip isn’t tight enough to cut off any air, but with his thumb placed firmly over my pulse point, I feel the slight effects of it in my head, making me feel lighter and the pleasure so much more intense.
‘What would I find?’ Liam sinfully whispers in my ear, and I can’t hold back my moan. ‘Use your words, baby.’
‘You’d find…’ Oh hell, I can’t say it, can I?
His fingers trail up my thigh getting closer and closer to exactly where I want them. No, where I need them.
But then they stop, not moving any further.
I clench my thighs in frustration, pissed off that he’s teasing me like this. Again.
Liam tuts, ‘We’ve been over this, princess. Bad girl’s get punished. So when I ask you a question,’ lightening fast he pinches my nipple. ‘You answer.’
‘Wet,’ I rush out on a moan. ‘Wet, I’m always wet.’
‘Mmm.’ His hot breath fans across my neck and I feel the sharp tug of his teeth on my earlobe. ‘Good girl.’
Then his hand vanishes between my thighs and the moan I let out sounds tortured.
Liam finds my clit straight away, as if he’d been plotting or some shit.
His thumb strokes heavy circles as his finger teases my entrance.
Fuck, it’s been too long since I’ve been touched. Too long of me being ridiculously horny.
I squirm as pleasure races through me, the build up being too much.
‘I’m going to…’ I breath.
‘That’s it, princess. Give into it. Give in to me.’
And I do, shattering in his embrace.
Chapter twenty-four
Isla
