In fact, all this talk has got me needing to relieve some stress, and I know exactly how to do that.
I wipe my mouth with a napkin and stand. “Your stew is delicious, Skye, but I’ve had enough talking for one night.”
Chapter Thirty-One
I yank he
r out of her chair, pull her against me, and smash my mouth to hers. I invade her with my tongue.
She tastes of beef stew and sweet spice.
She tastes of Skye.
And she melts into the kiss as I explore every inch of her mouth.
I pull her closer, grinding my thick cock into her. In truth, I’ve been semi-hard since I read the comment about her being my girlfriend.
It felt odd.
It felt dangerous.
It felt…right.
But I’m not here to be her boyfriend. I’m here to fuck her. To give us both what we need.
I kiss her with passion and lust. It’s a kiss of possession, of power, and she’s beginning her surrender.
If only I could surrender to the power she has over me. I’ve never wanted that kind of a relationship. Hell, I’ve never wanted a relationship at all.
But I’ve always known a true submissive wields great power—and I fear Skye may possess enough power to bring me to my knees.
Not tonight, though.
Not ever. I won’t let it get that far.
Tonight is for fucking.
Her nipples are hard, and I want to touch them, tweak them, suck them hard between my lips.
She threads her fingers through my hair as our kiss deepens, and it’s like our mouths are fused together.
I don’t want to break the kiss, but I need to breathe.
I pull away. “Bed.”
I drag her to the alcove where it sits and shove her down. She bounces lightly on the mattress as I strip off my shirt. Her eyes are wide as she gapes at me, her gaze sliding from my chest to my abs and then to the bulge in my pants. Good. Look all you want, baby, because tonight it’s going between those sex-on-a-stick lips of yours.
I’ve thought of sliding my dick into her mouth since I first laid eyes on her in Addison’s office. I got a tiny taste of it the first time we were together, but tonight I’m going all in.
I’m going to fuck her mouth.
I kick off my shiny leather shoes and unbuckle my belt. In a flash, I push my pants and boxer briefs over my hips and step out of them.
I’m naked, my big cock as erect as it’s ever been.
Skye is still fully clothed. Usually it’s the other way around. I love having a naked woman laid out for my pleasure while I still wear clothes. It’s a power thing. A control thing. And it’s hot as hell.
But damn, being naked for Skye, watching the pleasure she gets from gazing at every part of me…