saving her life. That was the sick bastard in me. I simply wasn’t a decent human being.
I pressed my palms against the hard brick as I crushed her mouth, thrusting my tongue past her voluptuous lips. The taste of her was far too sweet, invoking the vilest thoughts, desires that wouldn’t suit a blossoming flower such as herself. Still, the beast within me wanted nothing more than to deflower her.
Use her.
Train her.
Keep her.
I ground my hips back and forth, my balls tightening from hearing the soft moans pushing past the passionate kiss. As the rain continued to pour, I felt nothing but the warmth of her incredible body pressing against mine, her fingers digging into my shirt.
I’d taken an incredible chance, one that could cost me my life, but I had to take her.
If only for a single night.
One night of blissful pleasure.
One night introducing her to obedience.
One night of stripping away her inhibitions.
And I didn’t even know her name.
As she pressed her hands against my chest, she arched her back. Her actions screamed of denial even though her arousal had wafted across my nose in the shadows of the bar. She was just as desperately hungry as I was, pretending she could never want such an arrogant beast.
I dominated her tongue as I wrapped my hand around her long neck, pressing my thumb into her skin. She clung to me, even rising on her tiptoes, her entire body quivering. I kept my hold, using enough pressure she whimpered.
Fuck, the things I could do to her.
I wanted to drink in every drop of her sweet essence, feast on her pretty pink pussy before thrusting my cock deep inside. Tonight, I would take her in every hole, eventually filling her with my seed.
When I broke the kiss, my breathing ragged, I remained captivated by her beauty; rain-soaked hair and glowing porcelain skin, the softness of her touch after her volley of anger. The dress was perfect in every way, highlighting an hourglass figure and long legs that could stop any man in his tracks. I gazed down her face, able to see her hardened nipples pushing through the thin material, envisioning having first one rosy bud then the other in my mouth. I shifted one hand down her side, gripping her hip.
Her desire made her even more radiant. Against every aspect of my better judgment, I made an out of character decision, one I hoped I wouldn’t regret.
“You’re coming with me,” I stated as I breathed a swath of hot air across her face.
“What?” Her whisper was hoarse, barely audible.
“You heard me. Tonight, you belong to me.”
“I... can’t,” she answered, biting her lower lip, although her tone was tentative. “I don’t know you. You’re just some mysterious stranger.”
“I’m a dangerous stranger but you’re entirely safe with me.”
A moment of lust flashed through her eyes even as she struggled to get out of my hold. “That isn’t going to happen.”
“I said... You’re coming with me,” I commanded as I released my hold, taking two steps back and holding out my arm. “Take my hand.” I might be a bastard on every level but on this night, I’d allow her to make a simple choice, a gamble worth the risk. I felt I owed her that if nothing else.
She stood shivering in the wetness for a few seconds, debating whether or not to trust me.
“If I have to tell you again, your punishment will be much worse,” I growled.
“Punishment?” For the first time, there was a glimmer of fear in her eyes.
“Make no mistake. I will punish you for any and every infraction. You will follow my rules, no matter what I ask.” I was surprised at the husky words I’d allowed to slip from my mouth, the level of authority in the manner I said them.
“That makes you an asshole,” she half whispered, wiping water from her face, her lower lip quivering even as the spark continued to build in her eyes.
“Trust me, I’m much more dangerous than you understand, but on this night, I will rekindle the fire you’ve long desired. I will give you a true taste of ecstasy.”
The feisty American went through a series of emotions, all playing out on her exquisite face. “Why? I’m nothing to you and I refuse to be a conquest.”
I laughed, her frankness and honesty more refreshing than I could understand. “A woman like you is far more than a man’s conquest. You should be his queen. The reasons are simple, at least in