but I could tell his patience was wearing thin. Every part of him was electrified, his skin hot to the touch. When I finally closed the distance, pressing my body against his, he lifted my chin with a single finger.
“This shouldn’t happen,” he whispered.
“I know.”
As he lowered his head, capturing my mouth, I rose onto my tiptoes, rolling my hands over his shoulders and tangling my fingers into his hair. I was so wet, my inner thighs slickened, my nipples aching as they were crushed against him.
He shifted his hand down my back, cupping my buttocks, holding me so tightly against him that I had difficulty breathing. The kiss became a swell of passion, molecules exploding as sparkles of light flashed across my field of vision. His tongue dominating mine, he shifted his hips back and forth, the friction his cock created only adding fuel to the fire.
I adored the way he kissed, the rough and tumble man refusing to let me go until he’d had his fill. Lightheaded, I swayed back and forth even as he held me, wanting nothing more than to have his cock buried deep inside. He seemed to sense my eruption of needs, finally inching us toward the bed.
When he broke the kiss, he wrapped his hand around my hair, yanking me into a deep arc, growling as he lowered his head. The feel of his hot mouth on my nipple forced a moan, my entire body tingling. The second he bit down on my tender bud, I opened my mouth in a silent scream.
“Oh, God. Oh…” The words slipped from my mouth as he shifted his lips to my other breast, repeating the harsh action. Pain. Pleasure. It became mixed together in one amazing tangle of sensations. I could hear a nervous laugh bubbling to the surface as he swirled the tip of his tongue around my nipple in a luxurious manner, as if he had all the time in the world to savor my body.
I struggled to shift my hand between us, finally able to wrap my fingers around his cockhead. I adored his dark guttural sounds as I skimmed his sensitive slit with my nail. Everything became an amazing blur as he continued. I was barely cognizant when he finally lowered me onto the bed, crawling over me as he made certain I was positioned just like he wanted.
“Such a bad girl,” he whispered, remaining on his knees. Even in the darkness, I could see how he shifted his gaze down to my pussy then back to my face. “Such a handful.”
“Uh-huh,” I managed as I reached for him.
He tweaked my nipple and shook his head. “Keep your hands over your head. You aren’t in control.”
“Yes, sir.” I obeyed his command, shuddering all over again as he crawled between my legs, lifting first one then the other, bending them at the knees. I was splayed wide open, feeling even more exposed than before. When he rolled his fingers down from my forehead and over my eyes, forcing them to close, I bit back a moan. I was completely at his mercy.
Another round of tingles swept into me as he rolled his fingers down the center of my chest, taking his time to swirl a single one around my bellybutton. When he slowly tickled my skin as he crawled down to my pussy, I took several gasping breaths, tossing my head back and forth.
“Keep your eyes closed and your arms over your head. If you disobey me, I will punish you.”
There was something incredible about the rugged darkness of his voice, the command both thrilling and sending a slither of fear into me. He was expecting absolute trust. I realized how much I actually did, the thought almost as surprising as the desire that continued to rip through me.
I’d never felt this close to a man, similar to the way I felt about Jack. All common sense had been tossed out the window, but the excitement was too glorious, a walk on the wild side. I bit back a laugh as he blew across my tummy, only exasperating the tingles as well as the anticipation of what he was going to do.
I was tense all over, my muscles almost cramping as he teased me relentlessly, raking his fingers along my stomach then down to my legs. He could have no idea what he was doing to me. Every breath I took became more labored, the sound filtering into the air much like the