Chapter 11 #2
“After you, love.” God, this man and his pet names.
I swoon internally and dip my head to climb into the car, shuffling over to the other side so Ricky can get in after me.
The cool leather of the seats is a welcoming sensation on my heated skin, being in this close proximity with Ricky is suffocating.
His rich scent overrides my senses and I struggle to breathe in the thick air of the car.
“Take us for a drive, Nico.” he says and Nico simply nods. “Yes Boss.”
My mouth starts to dry at the uncertainty but, the tension between us is slowly burning hotter and hotter.
I’m being torn in two different directions.
My emotions pinging off eachother. Ricky leans over to the centre console and presses one of the buttons on the keypad, a black screen starts to rise between us and Nico, completely blocking us off from view.
My breath hitches, the wine buzzing through my bloodstream makes my head swim.
A small bead of sweat runs down the centre of my back, my words fall short as I try to say something.
I’m so turned on at Ricky’s presence but I’m already frightened with the situation at hand. Both emotions battle for dominance.
Ricky sits back, his large shoulders taking up almost all of the seat, then he turns to face me, before tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, his fingertips brushing over my sensitive skin.
My skin cells burn under his touch as his hand leaves my ear and skims down my jaw until he reaches my mouth, then he runs the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip, pulling it down before releasing it.
The soft flesh bouncing back into place.
His stormy eyes lash into me and I have no choice but to keep eye contact, the gravitational pull dragging me under.
Ricky carefully leans in, his warm breath fanning over my exposed skin.
Tilting my head, I grant him access, even though I know he could just demand it from me.
The thought is scary but the throbbing between my legs says otherwise.
He runs his perfect nose up to my ear before taking the lobe between his teeth.
An electric shock fires across my skin, boiling the blood inside my veins.
Pure desire takes over me, a moan slips free from my lips before I can stop it, my breaths become heavy and wanting.
A satisfied smirk graces Ricky’s handsome face.
“You moan so pretty for me, sweetheart. You’re desperate for my touch aren’t you?” He whispers into my ear. My chest rises and falls in rapid succession, my heavy lids falling closed over my eyes.
“Answer me, Annabelle. Don’t keep me waiting.
” His dominance has me nodding my head. He’s right, I am desperate.
Ever since that night on the dance floor I’ve needed his touch more than I’ve needed oxygen to breathe.
Every night his stormy eyes and skilled fingers would infiltrate my mind, leaving me breathless and wanting.
The smoothness of his hand splays against the creamy skin of my thighs and I jump at the electric touch.
He nips at the sensitive skin under my ear whilst his hand starts the slow, agonising trail up my inner thigh.
I can’t breathe.
The sensations override my system.
His soft touch travels further up, his forearm bunches my dress up as he goes. Higher and higher. The feeling of his fingers skimming over my lace underwear causes me to gasp.
“Spread your legs for me. Be my good little whore.” I don’t deny him, I can’t, giving him exactly what he wants. Opening my legs further, I allow him to pull the flimsy material to the side. The cool air of the car brushes against my sensitive flesh, sending goosebumps over my scorching skin.
“I bet your pussy is soaking for me, isn’t it? Gagging for me to fill it.” His voice is dark and dangerous and I revel in it.
“Yes.. I want you.” I whimper and lift my hips, chasing the friction I so desperately need. Ricky runs the pads of his fingers over my slit, spreading the wetness around before he spreads my pussy and I throw my head back against the seat in pleasure.
“Please, I’m begging you.” I say on a breathy exhale.
He simply laughs and continues to play and tease as my moans grow desperate with every swipe of his touch.
His fingers find my clit and I groan, and grip the seat with one hand, his knee with the other, my knuckles turning white under the pressure.
The touch is torture as he circles my clit over and over, the movement starts to send me into a frenzy. He whispers into my ear again.
“If you want me to fuck you with my fingers, you’re going to have to keep quiet, I’d hate for Nico to hear you making a mess of my leather seats.” I nod frantically and bite my bottom lip between my teeth, blood blooming to the surface.
“Good little slut.” He praises. Without warning he slips two fingers inside me, stretching me so perfectly.
I tighten the grip on his knee, trying with everything I have to keep silent.
He pulls his fingers out to the tips so slowly before plunging back inside, my toes curl in my heels and my eyes roll back into my head.
Ricky keeps up with his torturous rhythm, forcing his fingers deeper and deeper inside me to the point that I’m pretty sure they might come out of my mouth.
“You better fucking come for me, slut.” He threatens and I do. I come so fucking hard around his fingers.
“Ricky! I’m coming, oh my God.” He picks up his speed, the squelching wetness bounces around the small space.
Panting heavily, he drags my orgasm out until I’m absolutely spent.
The aftershock of tremors wrack through my entire body as he slides his fingers out, they glisten under the passing streetlights, my arousal coating the slender digits.
He runs his fingers across my bottom lip before pushing them between my teeth until I can taste my own arousal coating my tongue.
Wrapping my lips around his fingers, I let out a low moan and Ricky swoons me with his dazzling grin before pulling his fingers out of my mouth.
Suddenly I become aware of my surroundings, reality hitting me face first. Scrambling around I straighten out my underwear and dress before flattening a hand over my hair to tame the mess I know is happening on my head.
My gaze drops to the massive bulge in Ricky’s trousers, the fabric straining across the length.
A flush spreads across my skin all over again.
That thing could cause some serious damage.
The car comes to a slow crawl before it stops completely.
How long has Nico been driving us around?
Looking past Ricky and out of the passenger window, I see my apartment in the glow of the streetlight that sits outside of it. My hands fumble awkwardly with the hem of my dress before Ricky speaks.
“Come, I’ll walk you to your door.”
He exits the car first, then holds his hand out for me. I slip my hand into his as he helps me out. I feel his large hand splayed across my lower back as he guides me up the path towards the steps then, he proceeds to hold the door open for me.
“After you, sweetheart.” I give him a coy smile and dip my head, stepping into the apartment complex.
We both start up the stairs and I feel Ricky’s eyes taking in the surroundings of the rundown space.
It’s not as bad as it looks, I think to myself and lead him down the gloomy hallway until we reach my door.
“Well, this is me.” I say. “Thank you, Ricky. I’ve had such a wonderful night.
” Dropping my gaze, I start to dig my keys out of my clutch when I’m suddenly pushed back against the door, my head hitting the wood.
Immediately, Ricky’s mouth lands on mine in a bruising kiss, our teeth clashing against one another.
His strong hands roam all over my body, before they wrap around my throat in a tightening grip.
My breath hitches as I try to take in a breath, and stars start to twinkle behind my eyelids.
What is happening? What have I done? Ricky loosens his grip slightly and I take the opportunity to suck in that precious oxygen between kisses.
His mouth leaves a trail of burning kisses down my jaw to the sensitive skin of my neck and I tilt my head backwards, he pushes his groin into my centre, feeling his hard length against my throbbing core.
My brain completely short circuits and forgets all about the way he wrapped his hand around my throat and squeezed tightly.
I don’t know how to think or feel around this man.
Everything about him gives me whiplash. He turns me on and frightens the life out of me, and that thought alone should have me running for the hills but I can’t seem to bring myself to walk away from him.
His control over me is already cementing in place.
“I could fuck you raw, right here.” he admits, his heavy breaths warming the crease of my neck. “But, I need to leave.” A hint of disappointment washes over me, but maybe it’s for the best. Everything is already going at top speed and I desperately need to pump the breaks on this.
Ricky drops his hands from my body and looks me deep in the eyes before saying “I also had a great time tonight, with you.” His voice is warm and tender.
He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear before lightly grazing the back of his fingers across my jaw. Dipping his head, leans down, his mouth barely touching my ear.
“I can’t wait to claim you. In every. Single. Way.” My mouth falls open, but before I can say anything he’s gone, dropping his hand and striding down the hallway without even a look back.
My heart lurches into my throat and I quickly let myself into my apartment and slide down the wood until my backside hits the floor, bringing my fingers to my lips, running the pads over the tender flesh.
I can’t think straight. My mind is at war with my poor heart.
I need to call this thing off with Ricky before it gets too far.
Before I drown in his stormy oceans. Before it’s too late.
But, I fear the devil may have already made his claim.