I kiss him deeper, harder, faster, wanting more of him, more of that sliver of need he’s giving me, while hiding the pure, animalistic hunger underneath.
I whisper into his ear, “Fuck me.”
His cock throbs beneath my thighs, another groan escaping his mouth. “No.”
Still, his lips leave scandalizing kisses all over my neck, and I struggle to even breathe.
God, why must he torture me so much? First, the shower, and now this.
His hands slide up my back as his kisses grow mad with lust, and my mind is reeling.
I should hate him for making me his wife against my will, but I want him so badly I can’t even function or think about anything other than fucking him right here, right now.
I don’t care about the consequences, and I don’t care if it doesn’t get me out of here. I don’t want to use him to free myself. I want to use him to satisfy this deep ache for him that’s taking control of my body.
I grab his face and kiss him so hard that his nails dig into my flesh as my tongue dips out to roll around his, desperate for more.
“Take me,” I say.
“No,” he growls against my lips.
I suck in another desperate breath between kisses. “Please.”
I never thought I’d ever beg a man, but here I am, on his lap, begging him to fuck me hard, like an animal in heat.
“What do you want?” he asks me again.
“I want you,” I repeat.
“I’m a monster. I won’t let you go. I’ll keep you here, in my house, forever. I’m a selfish bastard because I want to keep you all for myself. You shouldn’t ever want me, and this is your last chance to back out of this,” he says between breathy, needy kisses.
I don’t care anymore. I’m done fighting. This push andpull had to end somehow. And this man, God, this man has been taunting me with those delicious lips and those maddening looks until I just fucking caved.
“Please,” I say, kissing him again and again. “Make me yours.”
His jaw clenches. “On your knees.”
STELLA
With his handsfirmly pressed into my back, he shoves me down, and I let him until my knees hit the floor, and he stands. Towering over me, he slowly pulls down his pants and releases his hard-on.
Even though I’ve already seen him naked, his size still makes my heart bounce.
The arrogant smirk on his face needs to be wiped off immediately. “You want this? Then show me.”
I reach for his length with my hand, but he grabs my wrist midair. “Nuh-uh, keep your hands behind your back.”
Why did that just make my pussy throb? Arrogant asshole.
A smirk forms on my face as I place my hands behind my back and lean in.
He grabs my chin, gently pushing down my mouth withthe pad of his thumb, cock inching forward until the tip rests on my mouth.
“Show me exactly how much you want me, then,” he says.
My tongue dips out, and I roll it around his shaft, licking the tip, then take him into my mouth. I suck and lick faster and faster, completely crazed from the desire building up inside me while I look up into those scorching hot eyes, wondering if he always knew that I would cave one day. God, this man is insufferable and so damn hot that he actually convinced me to get on my knees for my captor. It’s insane, yet I can’t stop myself from taking him farther and farther into my mouth while his hand slowly snakes to the back of my head, clutching my hair as he groans. The sound gives me goose bumps.
“More,” he commands, pushing on the back of my head until I go even deeper, taking him into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat, and I gag.
