The card is still in my pocket.
Panic blisters my cheeks, swarming my blood with so much trepidation I begin sweating some more.
Think and make it really fricking good.
Riddling me with an even bigger hum that disintegrates my brain, he coasts a hand around my hip, keeping his eyes ensnared to mine as he trails up my stomach. “Whatwere you doing, little fuck bunny?”
My throat heats, sheltering the hum trying to slip with my needy breaths. But he’s mapping up my ribcage with a visceral intent—and we’re in a similar position we were in earlier when he ate my pussy like a dying man drinks water.
He was so desperate for it. He did it so well. And now that he’s dissolved my cotton candy self with adrenaline, he’s making it perfectly clear he’s taking mental notes on my ribs while working his way up to my breast.
He’s crazy. And knows just how to twist the lock in my back to make me perform for him.
I whimper,again, my back arching my chest into his massive palm. “I was hoping you would chase me… then forcefully fuck me.”
One… Two… Three.
It takes three seconds for registration to shift his expression into something hungry. Animalistic. And that’s just long enough for self reflection to kick in and make me realize what playground I opened for him.
Roughly squeezing my boob, a low groan drops his chest, his other hand pulling my pelvis against the heat steaming off his cargos.
I’m so stupid.
Truthfully, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, what’s disconnected in my hardwiring that would impulse me to scoot my butt up onto the dresser and willingly open my legs for the weight he’s pushing into me.
Scanning down the sight, he rocks his stiff cock against my core, firmly gliding his hand up my chest.
The thick fabric of his glove teases my nipple, catching it within the brute rub up to my throat. My jaw hangs for another miserable, nasally sound, my hands scooting farther back to accommodate the roll my hips do to grind into his horrifyingly large bulge.
He squeezes, locking a collar on me and yanking my face to his.
My stomach flutters and a hot pant puffs through my lips, flicking down to the shape of his mouth beneath the black and white teeth. By now, he’d be carving a devilish smile on for me. So, the lingering silent wrath strengthening his face won’t let me get off the horse of wanting to kiss him.
I’m stuck on this dizzying ride.
“Just so I understand…” Skating his palm down the outside of my thigh, he tightens his hold on my neck, lowering his lips just enough to brush a tingle across mine. “You’re giving me consent to sink my cock inside you wherever and however I want… But you don’t wanna kiss me?”
“I do,” I breathe, making the mistake of looking into his mahogany eyes. “I’m just not ready.”
His brow stretches the shadowed false eye socket up. “You’re not ready for a little kiss? But you’ll let me violate you, take advantage of how miserable your tight body makes me?” Sliding his thumb up to my jaw, he forces my head to swivel, his warm breath rushing to my ear. “Bunny, it’s my cock that’s gonna fucking ruin you.”
My heart starts ramming through my sternum, looking at his messy hair from the corner of my eye.
Nothing comes out of me before his tongue is skating up my ear, the wet, silky glide causing me to shudder and whine, my heels digging into a drawer of the dresser to grind into him.
The pressure is buzzing my thighs, all the way down to my knees. It’s what’s controlling me. It has to be.
That’s what I tell myself, until his teeth are lightly latching around my earlobe and dragging a sting that electrocutes my neck.
I mewl, using his hard cock to get friction on this damning ache that’s making my body too heavy.
He releases my ear, chuckling darkly and matching my momentum. “I’m gonna bring out your crazy.”
That should be insulting. It is. A little.
But I can feel the solemn on my fingertips.
I keep rolling my hips back and forth to chase it, whimpering and whining and breathing heavily. The moment his lips meet the sensitive spot on my neck, the sifting pressure of euphoria is migrating up through my navel and sedating my pain.
