“Hate me all you want, Sierra. Soon, you’ll learn to love to use the anger you feel for me to fuel the rapture rushing through every cell and muscle.”
“Don’t kid yourself. You’re not that good.”
If she thought she’d manage to insult me, she’d sorely underestimated the kind of man I’d been forced to become. I could tell she decided to hold back whatever vitriol that was burning behind her voluptuous lips, instead clamping them shut while continuing her glare.
In my mind I knew she’d finally figured out she was going nowhere.
I took several deep breaths as I rubbed my thumb across her chin and felt the rapid pulse of the vein coursing down her neck. When I lowered my head, she closed her eyes as before, choosing to ignore my advances.
“Leave me alone,” she whispered with no conviction.
“You know that’s not going to happen.” I brushed my lips across her chin, moving from one side to the other. Then I rolled them down the column of her neck, taking my time to drag my tongue across her skin.
She stiffened underneath me, shifting her hips back and forth. After I released my hold on her neck, her eyelids fluttered open. Her body continued to tremble with impotent fury, but as soon as I rubbed my fingers down her arm ever so slowly, I sensed not only that she was relaxing, but also enjoying the feathered touch.
I was the kind of man who’d never thoroughly enjoyed pleasing a woman, although I’d spent time honing my skills over the years. But at this moment, I wanted my sweet kitten to feel the full power of every inch of her being aroused, the time taken to provide the ultimate satisfaction. She’d broken through barriers earlier on, her enticing ways making her impossible to resist.
There was nothing like the feel of her skin against my fingertips, the heat we shared searing the edges. As she tossed her head from side to side, I licked down to the cleft of her breast, allowing hot air to cascade against her skin. “You hunger, the dark and filthy needs you’ve desired rushing to the surface. Every call was enticing but you wanted more. Isn’t that true?”
“No,” she moaned, twisting her lovely mouth, fighting with everything she had to ignore her body’s reaction.
“You can try and deny it, yet your body betrays you once again. Tell me.”
“No. I just…” Unable to finish her sentence, she darted a glance in my direction, her eyes glassy.
“You just what, couldn’t bring yourself to toss aside the good girl complex? You couldn’t handle anything but the continued pretending that the questions hadn’t aroused you to the point your panties were damp after every call?”
“Stop it.”
“Why? Is that what you really want?”
She opened her mouth, her eyes shimmering with increased lust.
“Tell me!”
“No.”
“Mmm… Then what do you crave?” I shook my head, trying to keep my patience. “Tell. Me.”
She twisted her face before being able to answer. “Fuck me.” For the first time, her voice was small, as if by admitting her needs she’d soon burn in hell.
What I’d neglected to tell her before was that she’d soon learn she was guilty by association, tainted for the rest of her life.
“Good girl. You’ll have everything you want.” When I pulled my hands away from her wrists, she stared at me wide-eyed once again, still searching to try to find my soul. Good luck with that. When she started to lower her hands, I tweaked her nipple. “Keep them over your head, Sierra.”
I pulled back, straddling her legs, flicking my fingers back and forth across her nipples. The fact her blushing rose nipples were fully aroused, hard like perfect diamonds, was just another sign of her growing desire. I gathered another whiff of her sweet pussy, the taste lingering in my mouth pushing my dark needs closer to the surface.
Electricity surged through me as I lowered my head, darting my tongue around her hardened bud, growling from the pinched expression crossing her face. I nipped the tender flesh, sucking until I was rewarded with a slight whimper, the sound like sweet music.
Cupping her other breast, I pinched the tip between my thumb and forefinger, twisting and pulling. Her legs flailed, but to her credit, she remained obedient, struggling to keep her arms over her head.
I shifted my attention to her other nipple, sucking and biting down. Her mouth opened into a perfect O, her eyes once against closed tightly. Seeing her enjoying the throes of passion had a profound effect on me. I’d never been accused of being gentle, but I was enjoying being able to take the time to savor every moment of experiencing her voluptuous body.
Who knew when I’d be given the opportunity again? There was business to deal with that couldn’t be kept waiting any longer. It was time to initiate the first wave of revenge.
When I crawled off the bed, almost immediately she looked for me, lifting her head, her eyes darting back and forth.
As I moved closer to the dresser, I heard her shift, fully expecting she’d ignored my command. While pleasantly surprised she’d only eased onto her side, I sensed she was dipping into an entirely different kind of darkness.