“Me,” I sighed, wetting my lips. “I’m all yours.”
Carnality grew fangs and punctured stars in his eyes, every raw inch of him erupting into a hum of satisfaction against me. His satiation seeped through my skin, dousing my blood so his approval was in my veins and nothing else, running my mind wild with thoughts of getting more, more, more.
“I would kiss those pretty words off your lips right now if I could.”
He gave his thumb what he denied his mouth, touching the rough patch to my cupid’s bow and tracing all the way around to my bottom lip. Jealousy of his own finger stamped his pupils blacker than black as he tracked his finger’s movement.
“I’d live off of those words and never need a drop of food or water again,” he mumbled on an intimate breath. I inhaled it, feeding my selfish lungs with his weakness for me and getting high off the control he was losing over it.
My head dropped back with a throaty groan, thick beats of pleasure thrumming inside my core as I coaxed my orgasm to the surface tirelessly using James’ impending snap as jet fuel.
Impossibly soft lips fell against my unguarded throat, the heavenly contradiction of his coarse jawline upbraiding my skin as he nuzzled my neck.
“And then after I bruised your mouth in kisses, I’d tear this flimsy thing off,” he tugged at my bra and snapped its strap, “and do the same thing to your tits.”
Fuck. My eyes pinched tight, breathable air thinning and frenzied nerves piling higher and higher.
“I’d kiss them so you thought I was nice, then bite them so you knew I was a bastard. I’d color your pink nipples red with my teeth and suck them to a perfect fucking point.”
My hips were rocking with my fingers now, chasing the heat expanding inside of my belly, searing hotter, roaring higher with every perverse word of his fantasy. James had started pumping his hips too, unintentionally—or maybe not—fucking us against each other with his steel erection trapped between our bodies.
His lips were crafted with dark magic as they spelled wicked images behind my eyes.
“Then I’d pick you up out of this hot tub and find the nearest flat surface and spread you apart on it for me so I could see that pretty pussy that’s been driving me right up Schitt's creek. I’d want to see how much it wept for me and kiss it real fucking dirty before I buried my cock inside of it.”
An inhale stabbed my lungs as James forced my head up.
“I’d consume you, Scarlett. Every goddamn inch,” he rasped on a filthy promise.
If both my hands weren’t occupied, I’d make him pinky swear he’d keep it.
My two fingers and thumb were working in tandem now, fingers fucking my g-spot and thumb racing against my clit. All of the sensations were piling against my eyelids, every moment harder to keep them open, but I was so determined for James to watch me and for me to watch him.
So I forced them open and didn’t look away.
“I’d claw at your back and make it bleed.”
A breath of appreciation tipped up the ends of his open mouth. “I’d pin your wrists down until they bruised.”
“I’d bite your shoulders.”
“And I’d shove my fingers down your throat and make you suck them.”
An obscenely loud moan lost me the battle of our competing eye contact, head tossing back with the images of our carnal war.
“I’d come so hard.” And I was going to, thighs shaking on James’ lap, fingers moving faster and getting clumsy. “Oh my god.”
“I know,” he heartened almost sweetly, encouraging and adoring. “I know you would.”
Combustible sensations climbed higher towards the peak, almost there, almost ready to fall and crash and implode me into a maelstrom of neon colors and ecstasy. Power and male strength collared around my neck in a loose grip the closer I got, James’ voice of the same qualities chasing right after.
“I know how to make my girl of fire explode.”
“Ja—”
His name got snapped in half, choked to silence by the fist he clenched around my throat.
My eyes bulged wide, windpipe crushing and air supply evaporating. Blistering horror drenched my front in a chilling flash as my lungs screamed, helpless horror stuffing my heart milliseconds before exhilaration tackled the fear and smothered it away.