Exposed Exposed (Dom Nation #1) - E. Davies Page 0,119

underwear to the side so his shaft could spill out and spear me…

“Nope,” I gasped, like I was trying to remind myself. I was dizzy with desire, but I fought it with all I had. Tonight, I was going to make him work for it.

But the look Rex gave me as he peeled off his underwear and tossed it aside—hot and hungry and triumphant—told me that I was never going to win. He was going to fuck me tonight, at long long last. No matter what I did, he would have his way.

His cock already stood proud, pointing toward me like a compass finding north, and I could just imagine the thick length filling me up. Completing me at last, surging into me with merciless thrusts.

It made me throb from head to toe, pulses of electric desire lighting up every inch of my bare body. They shivered along my heavy, swollen shaft straight to the tip. With both of us this hard, running was going to be a challenge.

Rex approached, but not straight on. He circled me, his eyes dark and hungry. The calm, soothing Daddy was gone, and in his place he’d left the hard-edged Dom I needed.

I turned on the spot and shuffled to the side, finding myself drawn into circling him. Negotiating without words what would happen between us: the degree of play in tonight’s hunt, and how hard I’d fight back.

We already knew how sexual it would be: Rex was going to have me at the end of this. But whether it would be rough or tender remained to be seen.

Wait—was he sniffing me?

Rex’s nostrils flared as he dipped his head toward me. He leaned closer to me, his eyes bright as a near-smile played across his lips. Then he made a sudden swipe for my wrist, and I gasped and stepped out of reach just in time.

The mischief became something darker, like the territorial aggression of an animal denied. Rex growled, a low warning rumble in his chest.

Fuck. Fuck, that shouldn’t be so hot, but I burned from head to toe at that one simple sound. Suddenly I was breathless, and it was impossible to distinguish between the adrenaline of fear and arousal.

I tried to hold my ground, raising my chin in a silent challenge. Come and get me.

Rex made another lunge. This time, he tried to grab my shoulder, but he was holding back. Testing me. I swayed out of reach again, shuffling backward toward the living room.

That was it. He wanted to see when my nerve would break and I’d make a run for it. I didn’t let down my guard for a moment; there was no room for error when I wanted to be his match in every way.

Rex snarled and lunged for me, and my calm shattered. I yelped and scampered backward, the floor cool underfoot as I ran for the spacious, open combination kitchen-living room.

His strides were even and certain, approaching with a steady tempo however quickly I moved. Like he knew that all he had to do was corner me and he’d win.

I swallowed hard, but I used the time wisely. I darted around the edge of the kitchen island and kept it between us, then grinned at him when he appeared around the corner.

Rex’s gaze narrowed. He didn’t slow down—in fact, his strides grew longer, and in a few swift movements, he placed his hands on the edge of the counter.

“Fuck!” I whimpered, backing up as he sprang onto the counter like it was nothing, and then stood. With his cool stare pinning me to the ground from above, there was nowhere I could hide.

I wavered on the spot, my thighs quivering. I couldn’t tear my gaze from his erection, straight and huge and swaying in midair just above my eyes.

Rex grinned down at me. The tip of his tongue dragged along his lower lip and then back across the top lip.

He wrapped his slender fingers around himself, pulling the silken skin down his shaft and back up again. As he stroked himself, he looked at me like a raw piece of meat and traced the vein along his dick with his thumb. Taunting me by forcing me to watch his silent promise.

But he hadn’t won the struggle yet.

I circled the counter carefully, facing him the whole time while he turned on his heel. The taut silence lingered for seconds, but then it broke.

I made a dash for the bedroom, and behind me, a snarl and thump announced