“W-what?” My mouth falls open.
“You heard me.” His eyes glint like dark fire. “Let me watch. Rub that soaked little pussy on my cock and let me see how desperate you really are."
Humiliation floods me. Heat floods me harder. I hesitate and he lifts a brow. “What’s the matter? You were acting like a cock-hungry brat five seconds ago.”
I glare at him, cheeks flaming. “So the Captain wants a show?” I ask through gritted teeth.
His teeth clamp his bottom lip and he nods slowly. I roll my hips. And fuck. Even through the fabric, the pressure makes me moan. So big and solid. I can feel everything.
“Fuck,” he groans, letting his eyes close for a moment before grabbing my jaw. “How long have you been this desperate for me, Jess?”
“You’re the desperate one,” I pant, rolling my hips.
“Me?” He presses up harder, holding it against my clit. “You’re the one who sunbathed by my pool with your tits out like a little cock tease.”
“And you,” I pant, “came running like a drooling dog.”
His eyes darken. He grabs my jaw tighter and kisses me, brutal and punishing, all tongue.
“Unzip your dress.” His hand slides up the my back of my dress, his fingers curling into the fabric. “Unlessyou want me to rip the fucking thing off you and ruin your hard work.”
I reach back with trembling fingers and find the zipper. I pull.
“Good girl,” he murmurs.
He pulls the dress over my head in one smooth motion and tosses it aside without looking where it lands. I’m straddling him in nothing but my panties pushed to the side while he’s still fully dressed. I’ve never felt more exposed, and it makes this even hotter.
“Fuck. Look at you.” He leans back slightly, eyes dragging down my body. His hands slide to my thighs. “Grind that pussy on my cock.”
When I hesitate, he slaps my ass lightly. “Now.”
I move—hips grinding down. His cock hard beneath me, his pants rough against my soaked pussy. I moan, sharp and breathy, my head dropping back.
“Eyes on me.” He grabs my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “I want to see what I do to you.”
“You’re insane,” I whisper.
“And you love it.” His mouth brushes mine. His hands dig into my hips, and before I can brace, he lifts me and drops me onto my back.
He follows, climbing over me with that unbothered, king-of-everything calm. His body hovers, caging me as the mattress sinks beneath his weight; I’m surrounded by heat, muscle, power.
My heartbeat races while his eyes travel from my face to my bare breasts. His mouth quirks as if he’s fighting a smile, then, without warning, he dips his head and takes one nipple into his mouth—tongue flicking the peak before his teeth scrape down.
“Oh,” I moan, one hand finding the back of his neck and pulling him closer.
My spine arches as his tongue circles raw skin and his teeth clamp the sensitive bud, a sharp jolt that makes me gasp and wrench at his hair.
His mouth moves between them, licking and teasing until I’m making sounds I’ve never heard come out of me before. My whole body lights up, nerves firing in places I didn’t know existed. I’ve never felt anything like this.
He lifts his head, dark slanted eyes burning into mine through heavy brows. “Been wanting to bite these since I saw you trying to flash my gardener by the pool,” he murmurs, and plants a final kiss on mynavel. “I would’ve had to kill him if he saw you like this,” he warns, and I fully believe him.
Then he sits back on his heels and reaches for the zipper of his pants.
Time stops.
I blink, propping myself up on my elbows, pulse thumping in my ears as he pulls down the zipper. His eyes don’t leave mine as he reaches inside and draws himself out.
And… fuck.
