A scream tore from her throat as she spun to face Dutch.Had he always been this huge and handsome?
He snorted, picked her up, and tossed her over his shoulder.
“Hey!”she said, kicking her legs.She gasped when his hand landed on her ass.The sharp little pain should have made her angry, but instead her body felt hot.
She pressed her face against his back as he walked them through the kitchen, past a crowd of people, and up the stairs to their bedroom.
He tossed her on the bed before locking the door.Her eyes widened when he reached over his shoulder, gripped his t-shirt, and pulled it over his head.
“Wait, what are you doing?”she asked as she balanced herself on her elbows.Damn, his chest was a work of art, not only because of the tattoos, but also all the defined muscles.
“Keep looking at me like that, and we’ll skip the talking for now and go straight to the fucking,” he growled.
“What if I don’t want s-sex?”
He smirked.“Your hard little titties and the way you’re pressing your legs together tell me all I need to know, babe.”
She felt a fiery blush shroud her face.
Naya struggled as Dutch started pulling her clothing off.“Wait, Dutch, you can’t do this.It’s light in here, for one thing.”
He snorted and tore off her panties before standing back and letting his eyes run over her.She caught the heat that filled his face and tried to cover herself with her hands.
Dutch scowled and growled.He bent, pulled off his boots, and then the rest of his clothing.He pulled a few things from his jeans before tossing them to the side.He pushed the objects under the pillow by her head.“Don’t ever hide yourself from me again.This is my body, and if I want to look at it, I will.”
“W-what if I don’t want...”
He abruptly lay down beside her, facing her, and cupped one of her breasts.“If I can kiss you without your body reacting to it, I’ll leave you alone.”
She knew this was a trap, even as she already reacted to his touch and closeness.
“Jesus Christ, you are so fucking beautiful,” he said.
She didn’t have a chance to answer before his mouth took hers in a kiss so blatantly hot and intense, it scrambled her brain.
It seemed to go on forever until he lifted his head.“You can’t deny it, can you?”
She shook her head.
“Good girl.Now, I want to fuck you and show you how good it can be without drugs in your system,” Dutch said.
“I want you,” she begged.
“And you’re going to get me.”
He started kissing her again while his hand skimmed over her body before cupping her breast.He tormented her nipple until it stood hard and red, and then moved onto the other one.
Naya grasped his shoulders and held on as she felt her world condense to the man beside her.Nothing else mattered or existed at that moment.
She heard herself beg him, and she didn’t know if this depth of passion was normal or not.
Dutch rolled them until he was on top of her and between her legs.He was careful to keep the majority of his weight on his elbows, so he didn’t crush her.He continued his assault until she withered under him.
“God, Dutch, please.”
“Not yet.Just hold on to me.”
She did and gave herself over to him.Her whole self was his to do what he pleased, and he knew it.
