Any thought of my parents disappeared completely.
He rose to his feet then, and my eyes dropped immediately to the large bulge beneath his trousers. I placed my hand in his when he offered it, our palms fitting together as he pulled me gently from the couch.
He moved behind me.
A moment later, I felt his fingers at my back as he reached for the clasp and unfastened my bra.
I glanced around the room. So many new things to try out. I felt as if my mind might explode from the possibilities.
“You wanted to be fucked like a little bitch, didn’t you?” he growled, cupping my breasts from behind.
He was skipping ahead in my list of fantasies, but I had also written how much that thought turned me on.
“Yes,” I whispered as his thumbs trailed slowly over my hardening nipples.
“Good girl. You get to come,” he said almost cheerfully.“Now get in position. Lie in the middle of the bed.”
The bed suddenly seemed tame compared to everything else in the room, with so many other things begging to be explored.
But I followed his instructions.
Something in the tone of his voice told me he could switch quickly if I decided to rebel.
And I wasn't about to miss out on anything.
Chapter 12
Maddox
She kept her stockings on as she walked toward the bed. I drew in a slow breath, catching the lingering scent of her on my face, the taste of her still on my tongue. I worked on the buttons of my shirt, forcing myself to breathe steadily through the urgency clawing up my spine.
Stella didn’t make restraint easy. She climbed onto the bed and crawled toward the middle, her movements unhurried and deliberate. When she finally lowered herself, her face pressed into the sheets and her hips lifted high, waiting.
My jaw tightened as I stripped out of my clothes faster.
I stepped to the bed to finish removing my trousers, tossing her phone onto the mattress.
“Message your parents that you’re staying over at a friend’s house.”
“I don’t have friends.”
I winced.
Damnit. I knew that.
“Work colleague then.”
By the time I was naked, she was still composing the message. I climbed onto the bed behind her, letting her feel me against her as I slipped between her thighs. My hand closed around her hip as I rocked slowly, deliberately.
Her breath hitched. Her thumbs moved quickly over the screen before she shut the phone off and pushed it aside.
I glanced down between us. Her body moved instinctively against mine, her hips meeting my rhythm as soft sounds escaped her. I gripped her hips more firmly, guiding her until she shifted forward and braced herself on her elbows.
The more I moved against her, the more she responded.
“You get to scream as loud as you want here,” I murmured, aware of how tightly controlled her life had been.“Use all those filthy words you wanted.”
I leaned forward, brushing her hair aside so I could scatter kisses along her back. She groaned softly and shifted again, trying to trap me between her thighs.
