The man leaned back, smirking. The growing bulge in his trousers signalled my victory and was difficult to tear my eyes from.
I needed this. The last few days have been stressful.
‘Want to get out of here?’ his voice dropped lower, setting my nerves ablaze.
Bingo. ‘Where?’
He stood abruptly and crossed the threshold between us. His height was an advantage; otherwisehe was an ordinary, borderline boring-looking male. Hopefully, his bedside manner didn’t match the appearance. I hated cautious lovers.
‘My place.’
My hands reached out to his muscled torso as if to make sure he wouldn’t disappoint.
It’s been too long since I fucked. I needed this as much as the escape.
‘Lead the way,’ I said.
He snatched me into darkness that swirled around us in sickening waves, unlike the sea or anything I had ever encountered. It was disgusting and clung to every fibre of my being, as though being ripped apart was a real threat. It was almost enough to make me not want to pursue him anymore… before I remembered he was my escape plan.
We landed in his apartment, the walls as black as his eyes, which seemed even darker now that he inched closer, pushing my back into a cupboard.
He thought he was the boss.
Cute.
I had him exactly where I wanted him, letting him have the illusion of control while I pulled every string.
Men fought harder when they believed the game was theirs to win.
Grabbing my ass cheek roughly, my skin pinched as he threw me on top of the wooden chest that creaked the more he leaned on it. Books scattered as he palmed my waist like a man starved, quickly moving on to my breasts.
The straps of my blouse tore under his bruising grasp as he worked his way from my arching neck down to my ribs. His hot tongue dragged slowly toward my sensitive nipple before he bit down. I yelped, jolting away, but his hand clamped over my mouth.
Then he moved back up, claiming my lips in a battle for dominance I wouldn’t forfeit.
Peace and pleasure.
Nothing else.
‘You’re fucking gorgeous,’ he purred in my ear, dragging his rough hands along my spine. Shivers broke out across my forearms at his undivided attention and the way I made him lose himself in me.
‘I know,’ I chuckled, holding onto his hair. ‘Show me how much you want me.’
Biting and licking his way down, his black eyes relished in my heavy breaths, keeping my neck pinned to the wall with his power.
Growing impatient, I pushed his head down, and he finally neared the buttons to my jeans.
Popping each one open, he roughly pulled them down and pinned my arms above my head with one of his. The grip was insane. I couldn’t move them at all.
His sharp teeth left marks across my thigh until he finally reached my core, using his elbow to spread my legs apart.
‘You’re so wet for me,’ he breathed out, shoving two fingers inside and curling them until I saw stars.
The moment his tongue slashed across the sensitive bundle of nerves, I couldn’t keep the moans in anymore. He knew what he was doing, licking up and down while adding pressure that built within me until I couldn’t take it.
Ripping my hands away from his loosened hold, I pushed his head closer, grabbing onto the back of his head as his dark chuckle vibrated against my clit, creating a blinding sensation.
I was close.
