“Try what?”
“Try with me,” I murmured. “Please, Thaddeus. I don’t want us to be at each other’s throats.”
“Okay.” He pulled back and smirked. “Right now, I just want to forget about everything. I’ve been dying to get you in my arms again after everything that’s happened.”
Ripples of excitement thrummed through me, and I pulled his face down to mine and kissed him. The stiffness of his body melted away as he shifted on top of me and pushed his hardened cock against me. “What’re you waiting for?”
“You’ve been busy with the others.” He growled. “We haven’t talked.”
“Talk?” I hummed. “Is that what you really want to do? Because with you on top of me, talking is the last thing on my mind.”
“Brilliant point, love,” he murmured before stripping us both with vampire speed before I could think of a reply.
His heated gaze roamed my naked body, and his smooth hands trailed up my stomach, grasping the flesh of my breast with both hands before rubbing his thumbs over my hard nipples.
Shivers zipped straight to my core, and a throaty moan broke free from me as I writhed against the sheets.
He let out an animalistic growl and flipped me on to my hands and knees before wrapping a hand in my hair. The other hand slapped my ass, and a sting shot through my ass cheek straight to my clit.
I let out a yelp from the contact as a pleasurable heat slithered through and settled in my core. A desperate need throbbed inside, and I fucking whimpered as he pulled my hair. “Thaddeus!”
“Yes, love?” He teased my clit with his finger before sliding it down my slit and into my aching pussy. My muscles tighten around him.
“More,” I rasped. “Fuck, please. More.”
“More?” He chuckled, the tittering laughter dancing up my spine, making me arch more.
He slipped another finger in, and I moaned.
I thrust back into him to get some friction, but he pulled my hair roughly in response. “Ah, love. No. I want to see you squirm.”
“I am squirming, come on. Move,please.” The desperate plea fell from my lips.
He started moving, pumping in and out of me slowly, making the build up climb with no sign of reaching my climax. Heat rumbled through me in sporadic waves, and as good as his fingers felt, I knew something else that would feel better.
“Stop teasing,” I whined. “This is fucking mean.”
He removed his fingers, and I groaned. He slapped my ass again, my wetness leaving a mark on my cheek. I could feel the cool air from the room skim over it, and I bit my fist.
I heard him suck, and my face warmed. “You taste sweeter than anything I’ve ever put in my mouth.”
“This is fucking torture!” My clit throbbed as my pussy ached.
He let go of my hair, and I twisted my head to look at him. He was naked, stroking his thick cock in his hands as he stared at me. “You don’t think it’s torture for me too?”
“Then why don’t you put us both out of our misery?”
“Because I like it when you beg.” He guided his cock to my pussy and played with the tip around my opening.
Tremors shook through my limbs from the lack of release. It filled my head with static. If it was begging he wanted, fine.
“I need you inside me, Thaddeus,” I whined. “Please.”
He lined himself up, gripped my hips, and sunk into me in one smooth thrust. I jolted forward and grabbed hold of the sheets as he filled me completely.
“So bloody wet for me.” He let out a ragged breath and pulled his cock out just enough for the tip to remain inside, and then he slammed into me. My head dropped against the bed as my back arched to give him the angle to get deeper. My pussy wrapped around him tight enough to give me the friction I craved. Every hard, controlled thrust was another step closer to my release. Until he pulled out and flipped me onto my back.
I sucked in a gasp. “Thadd—”
