And when a soft groan escapes his mouth, I climb over his body and straddle him. His hands move to my hips automatically, gripping the flesh gently. His cock is already hard; I can feel the bulge of it against my panties.
I roll my hips, using his arousal to press against the bundle of nerves between my legs until a little moan escapes my lips.
“Careful,” he warns, and I just playfully roll my eyes at him on a snort.
“You’re the one who said forever, Rook. You can’t threaten me now.”
“Damn, Ky.” He laughs again. “You’re dangerous when you’re sassy.”
“You should remember that,” I say, leaning down to press my lips to his. “I’m a very dangerous girl, and it would be in your best interest to do what I want so you don’t get hurt.”
I roll my hips against him again, slow and deliberate, and he grips my hips tighter, forcing me to stop.
“Kylie,”he chastises, all serious Rook again.
“You know what? You’re grumpy when you’re turned on.”
A smile twitches his lips. “And you’re a handful.”
“A handful that’s tired of your mind-blowing restraint.”
He just laughs. “Restraint is important, baby.”
“But I don’t want you to exercise restraint right now.” I lean down, my mouth brushing his ear. “I want you to lose control. I want you to feed on me. You wouldn’t do it last night.”
“No.”
“Why not?” I ask, leaning back to meet his eyes.
“Because I’m not draining you for sport.”
“But that’s what I want, Rook. I want you to feed on me again.”
He shakes his head. “I don’t want to weaken you, Kylie.”
“But it doesn’t make me weak,” I whisper and brush my mouth against his. “It makes me feel things I can’t even describe. Good things. Amazing things. Things that make me wet whenever I think about them.” I reach down and slide my panties out of the way of my sex and roll my hips against him. Letting him feel my heat. Letting him feel my arousal. “See? I’m already wet right now.”
“Fuck, Kylie.” A groan escapes his lungs, and he briefly shuts his eyes.
“I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel you feeding on me. I want all of it, Rook. I need it. Badly.”
His gaze locks with mine. Hunger, fear, protectiveness, they all flash across his face at once.
“Rook, stop holding back,” I whisper, and my hips just keep humping erratically against him, my entire body greedy for him. “Stop holding back and put your cock inside me. Stop holding back and feed on me.”
For half a second, I think he’s going to refuse. But then, he flips us in one smooth motion, pinning me beneath him without crushing my weight, his body warm and solid and very, very aroused.
“You’re bossy.”
“You love it.”
“I do.” His mouth hovers near mine. “But you’re playing a dangerous game, baby.”
Heart racing and completely unafraid, I let a moan escape my lips. “Do your worst.”
“The good girl and the bad man,” he whispers.
“You’re not a bad man, Rook.”
