Page 91 of When Darkness Calls

My head rolls his way, face heating at his unwavering stare. Shadow’s hand has moved over his cock straining behind the tight fabric of his jeans, stroking teasingly through them.

“Again.”

I blink. Did I hear that right?

“What?” My voice has changed. It sounds huskier with my desire.

“Don’t stop. Do it again. Face down, ass up, sweet girl. I wanna see it all.”

Oh, my fucking God.

My movements are unsteady, the arousal in my veins leaving my limbs trembling from need.

I do as he says, laying across my sheets, so he has the perfect view of my ass and my finger slick in my come ghosting my entrance. Slowly, my finger presses in, and a satisfied sigh escapes me.

I find myself teetering in this odd limbo of wanting more and every sensation being too much, lighting my nerve endings in an everflame fueled by his gaze. The inability to see him from this position only adds to it.

Each shallow thrust of my finger drags me closer and closer to an edge I can’t see beyond, and as the heel of my palm grazes my clit, I free fall into the dark oblivion. The shadows caressing me, holding me under. I shudder through each wave of electric heat, but it’s not enough. Frustration rears its head as I groan, not stopping my movements as I continue to chase the high he has created and held just out of my reach.

“Aww, what is it, sweet girl?”

“More. I need more.” I whimper between panted breaths.

“No, you don’t, Dani. Only sluts beg for more. You aren’t a little slut, are you?” I can hear the smirk in his voice, but the second he called me a slut, another groan tears through me.

“Oh, is that it? You’re a little slut, needing more for your soaking pussy to come again, baby.”

Fuck. Yes.

I nodded frantically, face pressed hard into my bed.

“Such a good little slut. What a sight you are. Do you want me to help you?”

“Yes. Yes, please.”

“Lie down for me. I’ll take care of you. I’ll take such good fucking care of you.”

I quickly lay back on my bed, staring at him from the chair. He rises, stalking toward me, calmly, stopping beside my bed.

My body shakes with anticipation, my mind racing with what is about to happen.

I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m so out of my depth here. I didn’t think it would be like this, but I can’t imagine stopping now. I might actually die if we do. What if I do something wrong? I can’t fuck this up.

Shadow tilts his head from one side to the next, his hand rubbing harder over his hardened length as he assesses me, then stops, stepping back a fraction.

“If you’re scared, I can leave. I won’t be upset.” His voice is so sincere, it melts my heart. I shake my head no.

“What’s wrong? You know you can say stop at any moment, and I will, and I will take care of you.”

“It’s not that.” I stutter.

“What is it, Dani? You can tell me. You don’t have to be afraid.”

“I’m not afraid of you, Shadow. I don’t think I ever truly was. I just—” I sigh, looking away from him. “I’ve never done this before. I’m nervous. I don’t want to disappoint you or do something wrong.”

He moves closer, one knee on the bed as he leans over me, placing his one hand by my head, and grabbing my chin with the other.

“You’ve never done this before? What do you mean?”