Chapter 41
Chapter Forty-One
Before I come to my senses, I walk Aria forward, pushing her with my bulk. Moving one hand to her hair, I fist her braid and turn her mouth toward me.
God, she tasted so good earlier, I can’t wait to get my tongue inside her mouth again.
She submits instantly as I bite her lip, melting against me, opening for my thrusting tongue.
As I take what I need, I drop her wrist and move my hand down to cup her pussy. The heat of her is coming through her clothing. A dangerous invitation.
She moans into my mouth as I press the heel of my hand against her clit. “Fuck, baby. You’re built so sweet. Perfect for my hands. Unbutton your shirt.”
Her fingers fly to her buttons and start quickly working.
Such a good girl. I rip the snap on her pants open, shoving my hand inside the band of her panties. A shudder bolts through me when I find her already slippery. So wet and hot.
Yes.
I take another deep drink of her as I yank her pants and panties down below her hips. When she’s bare, I grind my cock, clothing and all, against the sweet curve of her full ass.
Carnal need pulses through me.
“Give me your shirt.”
I catch her wrists in one hand as I take the shirt with the other. “I need a green light, Aria.”
“Green,” she whispers brokenly.
“That’s it, sweetheart. I’ll take care of you now.”
Lashing the fabric around her arms, I tie her hands together. “Too tight?”
She shakes her head, as her breathing speeds.
“Green?”
“G-green.”
I shove my hand under her sports bra, making her jolt. When the peaked tip of her nipple scrapes my palm, I take her mouth again.
Fuck. I can’t get enough of the taste of her.
So much for rule number one: no kissing.
This should be the giant red flag that makes me walk away. But she’s made me lose all control.
Ass bare, plush, warm tit in my hand, she sways against me.
God bless, I need to dominate this woman. I need it like I need air.
I push her down onto the bed, pressing my hand into the center of her back and grabbing a handful of ass cheek with the other. “Color?”
“Green. Green.”
As I test the feel of her soft skin with my rough palm, another thread of control snaps. “God, Aria. You’re so fucking hot. Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Pressing her face against the mattress, she closes her eyes as her lips part. “No.”
I glide my hand up the sweet curve of her hip, across her lower back. “Perfect for me. Just like that, bent over with your sweet little pussy hot and wet, waiting for me.”
She moans brokenly.
“You on the pill?”
“No.”
I grit my teeth. I should be happy.
I should be ecstatic that she’s not on the pill, not having bare sex. I should be over the damned moon that I’m not going to raw dog her.
But damned if I can quell the frustration inside of me.
I want nothing between us.
Through my locked teeth, I say, “I’ve got a condom.”
“Good,” she breathes, “Because if you left me in this state, I’d have to hurt you.”
I find my wallet quickly, and flick it aside as soon as I have the condom wrapper in my fingertips. I lay the foil square on her back so I can use one hand on her pussy, and one hand to free myself from my cargo pants.
Taking my time, I fist my cock with one hand as I slide my fingers between her thighs, finding that hot, sweet, creamy place.
“Oh, honey, you’re burning hot.” Inhaling deeply, I let myself get intoxicated off her scent. “Look at you. So pink and perfect. Wet as a dream.”
“Scout…”
“Right here, Aria, not going anywhere until I find us that release.”
She shivers from head to toe, her slit throbs against my fingers. When I push a finger inside her tight heat up to my knuckle, she breathes my name.
My real name.
Dropping my head back, I close my eyes. Memphis. No other woman in my bed has ever called me that.
The reality of that drives fire into my cock.
The foil crinkles loudly. I bite the edge, tossing the wrapper aside as I roll the latex over my engorged cock. The head is deep purple and pulsing beneath the thin barrier. Veins score the length like vines.
She’s got me hard as a steel rod. A pulse of fire runs through my veins as I slide back and forth along her wetness. “You sure you want this?”
Please say, yes.
She nods as her bound hands clench the fabric of her shirt.
“Say it.”
“Yes, yes. I want this. Take me.”
That’s when I cross the line that can’t be uncrossed.
With a growl, I thrust my head through her tight opening. Clenching her hip with one hand and her shoulder with the other, I shudder, fighting the urge to bottom out on one stroke.
But she’s too small. Too tight. Uninitiated to the likes of my power.
I’m not even two inches inside of her and there are stars spotting my vision.
“God. God. Bless. Fucking tight.”
“Move, Scout, move. Please .”
“You’re not ready for all of me. Should have taken more time to get you ready…”
Her breath rushes out as I push in deeper.
“Let me in, Aria. ”
“Oh, god. Scout!”
I lean over her, taking her earlobe between my teeth as I growl. “Let me in. Relax.”
She whimpers and I thrust forward another inch.
“Oh goddamn. Beautiful, you’re choking my cock so hard.”
“Big…stretching… me.”
“Gonna make you come all over me.”
I pull back and drive in, deeper this time, but controlled when all I want to do is slam into her over and over again until a loud banging makes my head snap toward the door.