“That’d be silly.” I tug my leg away from him, and he lets me back further up the stairs.
“You can try to run, but once I catch you, and I will catch you… I’m not letting you out of my bed until morning.”
“Is that supposed to be a threat?”
“Only a promise, baby girl.” I can’t see him well enough, but I know he’s smiling. “5… 4…”
I turn, scampering up the final few steps before stumblingdown the dark hallway.
“3… 2…”
I don’t wait to hear the last number… I take the first door I feel, and duck inside. It’s completely absent of light, but my hands grasp the porcelain sink, and I know it’s the bathroom. It has one of those sliding glass doors, and I slip inside the small stall shower, tiptoeing on the cool tile.
I try not to breathe, but every breath is amplified in the confined space. The floorboards in the hallway creak, and I know he’s close.
The excitement of being caught makes my body tremble, and as soon as the door eases open, my stomach clenches in anticipation.
The dim moonlight streaming in from the hallway is the only glimpse of him I get before the door shuts again, and he’s trapped us both inside.
My heart thunders as the glass door rattles, sliding open, and I don’t know if he can see me, but my back hits the shower wall on instinct.
He steps back, and I think he’s leaving, until I hear the clink of his belt coming undone and the rustle of his jeans falling.
His body fills the shower suddenly, and I gasp as his hand wraps around my throat.
“Gotcha,” he whispers as his thumb caresses my hammering pulse. “Now, how should I punish you for running from me?”
“What?” I squeak. I anticipated the chase but not what comes after.
His other hand grips my hip bone, flipping me with ease and pressing my chest against the cold wall. My nipples pebble as he sandwiches me in, and his stiff cock digs into me. He’s still wearing underwear, but I can feel the distinct outline ofevery inch of him along the crease of my ass.
His hand around my throat, and his body behind mine, cages me in everywhere, giving me no room to escape. “Spread your legs,” he demands, kicking my feet apart.
His fingers find my clit, circling the swollen nub until I’m squirming in his arms. I was already so worked up, I’m nearly at an orgasm when he pulls his hand away and slaps me. One quick swat to my clit, making me jerk in his arms.
Was that my punishment?
That wasn’t so bad, that–
He works my clit again, distracting me with pleasure until he rips it away.
“No, fuck,” I utter against the shower wall as my legs shake.
His fingers hook inside my pussy from the front, fucking me ruthlessly with them, and rocking my clit with the heel of his hand. My hole clenches in desperation as he abuses it, forcing my ass against his cock.
I grind into him, submitting to the intensity, and just trying to survive until he finally lets me cum.
Tears stream down my cheeks, and I’m so close, but his fingers disappear, making me cry out in disappointment.
He flips me around like a rag doll, again, dragging his lips up my neck and to my jaw. My nipples brush against his chest, and I arch against him, needing more contact.
My whole body is shaking. Being brought so close to a climax so many times without release has my adrenaline soaring.
His thumbs wipe away my tears as he captures my mouth, kissing me tenderly. It’s loving and sensual, but all-consuming. It’s what I’ve waited my whole life for.
“Are you ready for me to take you to bed now, baby girl?” Inod, too hazy to form words, and I feel his smile against my lips. “Good. I wasn’t giving you a choice anyway.”
His hands are under my thighs in an instant, hoisting me up around his waist before carrying me down the hallway to his room.
