I've been attempting to flirt with him all night but I haven't been sure whether or not he was actually interested or only going along with Miller's order to take care of me. I had been hoping that he was interested, I just wasn't sure if I was reading the vibe right or not. Miller is proof enough that I've been wrong before.
But when Silver leans in and presses his mouth to mine, I know damn well that for once, I got things correct.
His lips melt to mine and automatically, they part, our tongues dashing out and mingling. Silver wraps his strong arms around me and lifts me from the floor, my body light as a feather in his grasp and hungrier than ever.
I kiss him harder and envelop his frame with mine, my legs crossing behind his back and pinning me to him.
Silver slams us against the wall, one of his hands bracing himself and the other holding onto my waist. He grinds into me, his erection pressing through our sweatpants.
"Fuck," I pant and buck against him. "I want you."
"Are you sure?" Silver rests his forehead against mine.
"Yes." I reach down and grasp onto his cock through his bottoms, stroking the length. "Please."
He kisses me and hardens in my hand, and if I weren't so fucking impatient, I would enjoy this a bit more, but fuck, all I want is him to be inside me. I need to feel anything other than numb and broken. I yearn to be fucked in my pussy, not in my head.
Silver slides his fingers down my side and cups my breast, pinching my peaked nipple through the shirt of his that I'm wearing. He snakes his hand up and under, his touch lighting me on fire somehow more than I already was and sending heat shooting straight between my legs.
I moan into him and grip his shaft tighter.
He continues his exploration of my body, moving his hand under the waistband of my sweatpants and hesitating.
"Don't stop," I tell him. "Please don't stop."
At this, he carries on toward my center, his fingers inching closer and closer until...
"Angel, you're soaked." He glides his finger teasingly and then shoves it in, arching it upward.
I sigh and rock my hand up and down on his cock, gripping it harder. "Fuck," I whimper.
Silver positions his thumb along the edge of my clit and plunges another finger inside of me, spreading me open and then giving me one more. "I need to get you ready if you're going to fit me, Angel." He ravishes me with his hand, and it's everything I can do not to combust all around him. He finger fucks me like he's spent his whole life studying my body instead of learning how to dispose of dead ones. "You're doing so good."
I lean my head back and he takes the opportunity to graze his lips along my neck and kiss the sensitive flesh. He drags his teeth over it and then bites down gently while fucking my pussy harder. He applies pressure to his thumb, passing it over my clit and sending me crying out.
I climax hard and scream out, "Fuck!" as he doesn't let up his torment.
No, he keeps three fingers inside of my pulsating pussy and backs us away from the wall and into his kitchen, rocking my body against his fingers every step of the way.
He doesn't take them out until he's about to drop me onto the counter where we just shared a meal. Silver grips the sides of my sweatpants and stares directly into my eyes. "Are you still sure?"
"Mmhm." I nod expectantly for whatever he has in store for me.
I've been with older men before, but it's never been like this, like him. Silver is seductive and dominant, and fuck does he turn me on by just looking at me.
"I want to see you." Silver drags my pants over my ass, kneeling in front of me to remove them the rest of the way. "Is that okay, Angel?" He discards them onto the floor and waits for me to nod again before he places his hands on my knees and spreads them apart.
I want to close them, to shut the lights off, to grab a blanket and throw it over myself, not because I don't want this, but because I've never felt as vulnerable and quite literally as exposed as I do right now.
But when he says, "God damn, you're beautiful," I've also never felt as worshipped, either, and damn if that doesn't drive me absolutely fucking wild.
Silver sighs and runs his large palms over my thighs, inching them further apart on his journey to my core. He thumbs both sides of me and I lean back on my elbows and watch him do what he wants to me.
I even wonder if there isn't anything I wouldn't let him do.
Earlier today I couldn't stand the thought of a man touching me and now, I've never felt safer.
Am I a fucking idiot for baring myself to a complete stranger? More than likely. But is it worth it? Without a fucking doubt.
