“Go on,” he urged with a snakelike temptation, “just take a quick peak. I promise, the view it worth it.”
I drew in a deep breath before I peeked an eye open, and I saw the confused cacophony my body had given away. My nipples puckered so tightly that they shone through my bra and tank top. My skin flushed slowly from head to toe, and the burning of my cheeks matched the burning of my thighs. Even I smelled my pussy, desperately wanting to unfurl for someone’s dexterous touch.
It had been so long since Gordon and I had indulged in anything close to sex, and as my hips pressed harder against Trooper’s hand, a shocking thought crossed my mind.
Might as well get something out of this whole situation.
“Mmm, such a delightful scent, too,” Trooper said softly as he knelt on the side of the bed. “I wonder if that fiancée of yours enjoys that smell.”
I yanked at my binds, and that caused him to slide the knife back up to my throat. I lifted my chin and closed my eyes, waiting for the small slice that would spill my blood all over the bed. It didn’t come, though. Even though I anticipated it—expected it—it never came.
Instead, I felt him dip his fingers beneath my panties as his knife stayed put against my pulse point.
“Ooooh, so wet,” Trooper growled.
My breathing grew ragged as he parted my stubbled pussy lips.
“You know, if you were mine,” he said as he devoured me with his gaze, “I wouldn’t let you shave. Such a waste. There’s nothing better than the texture of a woman’s hair tickling my cock just before I plunge into her depths.”
“Oh,” I moaned softly, a sound that crept through my lips no matter how hard I tried to keep it at bay.
And Trooper’s chuckle washed over me like a goddamn flood of lava, warming me from head to toe in places Gordon had never once touched.
“Such a good girl for me,” Trooper murmured as he leaned down into my ear. “Does Gordon think you’re a good girl?”
I swallowed hard as his fingertips found my bulging clit. “I-I-I—I don’t know.”
He nipped at the shell of my ear, and I damn near blew through the roof. “Well, he should, if you spread this easily for him.”
I shook my head quickly. “I-I-I—oh, fuck!”
The second he slid a finger into my pulsing entrance, my back arched. It came clear off the bed, and with it a bombastic laugh fell from Trooper’s lips. It blanketed me, weighing me back down to the bed, as if he were mocking me all the while proving his point.
But fucking hell, he did have some lovely fingers.
“Now, where’s that lovely little… spot?” he asked.
I groaned the second his fingers rumbled over that pebbled little place. “Shit.”
“Mm, mm, mm. Do you kiss your father with that mouth?”
As the pad of his thumb touched down against my throbbing clit, I wondered how in the hell he felt this good. Long forgotten was the knife at my throat as my hips bucked with pleasure. Long forgotten was the anger I felt toward him for binding me to the bed after just being freed moments before. Long forgotten was my circumstance, and in its place came euphoric ecstasy in the form of none other than Trooper’s hands. And as I ground against him, my heels digging into the bed itself, I sought my end.
After all, I practically deserved it, at that point.
“I love a girl who takes what she wants,” Trooper growled.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. So good. So good,” I choked out.
Trooper hissed in my ear. “You’re lucky I’m not talking all of you right now, because you’d never hang on well enough for that ride.”
I flickered my half-hooded gaze toward him. “I see someone thinks highly of themselves.”
His gaze met mine, and the sincerity behind them filled my gut with more heat than I would have wished. “One day, pretty girl, I’ll fill you with my dick. And then, you’ll get the picture.”
I found myself hoping he was right.
Fire coursed through my veins as my body continued to cave to him. My toes curled, arching my back as my head tilted in toward the pillow. His fingers teased me. His thumb tickled my clit. It traced along its outline, sending shockwaves of electricity surging through my body. My mind fell blank. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. All I knew was my impending orgasm. All I wanted was for it to crash over me so that I could release some of the fucking stress I’d been carrying around for much too long.
