Chapter 10 #2
“What?” I struggled in his hold, swinging my body to try to see what was happening. While my hair was dangling in my face.
“The bedroom?”
Apparently, I didn’t answer him quickly enough because in another surprise move, he shifted, tossed me in the air so I twirled at least twice and landed in his arms like a cradled baby.
I was so stunned my mouth was hanging open. “How did you do that?”
He wasn’t taking no for an answer, moving with long strides toward the bedrooms. The condo was cool because the central portion was the huge living room with a kitchen and half bath, another room as a bonus and two wings that included two ensuites.
“Baby, I have many hidden talents.”
And wouldn’t you know, he’d chosen the wrong hallway.
“No! Other side.”
His grin was sheepish, backing up instead of turning. “You don’t want to christen your roommate’s bed?”
“Since I don’t know her very well, uh, no, thank you. Especially since I wouldn’t mind experiencing all your hidden talents.”
“I’ll warn you and you get only one warning. Be careful what you ask for.”
“Oh, should I be scared?”
So dramatic. He kicked my bedroom door open, storming in as if he owned the place. “Yeah, lady. Very scared.” So true to his form, before he reached the bed, he threw his head back and howled. What was he doing, calling his wolves?
Why was the thought so enticing? Why was my pussy throbbing?
He slowly eased me onto the bed and when I started to move, he shook his head, pressing the tip of his index finger against my nose. “Nope. You had your chance to undress in the living room. Instead, you decided to tease me. That wasn’t very nice.”
“I never said I was nice.”
“Oh, I’ll keep that in mind.”
He stepped away, taking his time to roll his jeans further down his hips. I laid where I was, but after a few seconds, that wasn’t good enough. I rose onto my forearms, biting my lower lip as he peeled his jeans off. Socks next. That left his sexy Calvin Kleins housing one huge monster of a cock.
“Oh. My. God.” The term breathless no longer applied. His dick was a creation of beauty like every other inch of him. I was in awe, but as incredible as the thick appendage between his legs was, my level of excitement encompassed everything.
How incredible I felt, how every muscle tingled, and how there was no nervousness like I’d usually have. Only need unlike anything else I’d experienced.
Although his eye candy would remain a permanent fixture in my mind for years to come.
When he was fully undressed, he moved closer to the bed, close enough the light streaming in through the cracks in the blinds captured him perfectly in all his glory.
He stood taller, taking a few seconds to slide his palm with his fingers open down his chest. His smirk grew wider, his eyes piercing mine while jutting his hips forward.
I shifted from one arm to another, stretching my neck so I wouldn’t miss a thing. When he wrapped his hand around his shaft, I heard the moan escaping my mouth. He offered a little show, stroking his cock while never blinking.
Every few seconds I blew out a swath of hot air, finally unable to keep from touching myself. I was that hot, that crazed with desire and he was far away. Much too far away. I tossed my hair, licking my lips while I repeated the move I’d seen, fanning my fingers and sliding my hand down my body.
As I twirled my finger around my nipple, his eyes became hooded, his chest rising and falling in the same rhythm as what his hand was doing. Every part of me was aching, so much so when I dared pinch the tender bud, the wave of pain almost sent me flying to the ceiling.
He half snorted, half laughed as if I couldn’t take the heat and squeezed his cock while rolling his hand back and forth. I wanted to be the one stroking him. I craved rolling his balls through my fingers. And I was the one who longed to wrap my hot, wet lips around his cockhead.
Panting, I brushed my finger to my other nipple, twisting and plucking. It would seem I craved pain. That was something new and different. But very enjoyable.
Now Roy was standing only inches away, close enough I couldn’t help myself, reaching out to touch him. His growl was dark, deep, and a warning to keep my hands to myself. How could I do that when I’d been presented with a feast for the eyes, my mouth, my tongue, my… pussy?
He rolled his balls between his fingers with one hand, stretching his back and purposely raking his other through his thick hair. My, oh, my, if I only had my phone with me. When he dropped his head again, I opened my legs. Another tease. Another offer.
One for which I was rewarded with a wry smile.
The man was just staring at me, darting his eyes back and forth while I was on fire. That wasn’t fair. I slipped my hand between my legs, rubbing three fingers up and down my pussy. With the thick denim in between, the friction I created was both painful and delicious.
His features changed, the look in his eyes entirely different. With a cock of his head, he finally placed his knee on the bed. “No touching what’s mine.”
Of course, I had no intention of obeying him, stroking my pussy while I shifted my hips. Being lightheaded was unusual, the tingling sensations adding to the excitement. Since when had I become a sex-starved maniac?
“You don’t own me.” My words weren’t just a statement, they were offered with a long purr attached. The flicker of light in his eyes had to be imagined, but I could swear for a few seconds they were no longer human.
His actions were swift and dramatic, swinging his leg over and straddling me while ripping both arms over my head. With as quickly as he’d moved, I was unable to prevent him from capturing both my wrists in one hand.
“When I tell you to obey me, that’s what you’re going to do.” His words were just as sensual as before, no animosity or threat, but even so, a series of electric shivers swept down my spine.
“And what if I don’t?” Why did I ask the question? Because I was genuinely interested?
He laughed, long and slow and sexy. “I don’t really think you want to find out.” With his eyes never leaving me, he lowered his head and I thought for certain to kiss my lips.
I was wrong.
His hot breath skated across my jaw while he appeared to be searching my face.
What was he looking for? With the way his nostrils flared again, he appeared as the very predator he’d mentioned.
A beast who’d not only stalked his prey but found her, now determining how he was going to feast on every single inch.
Why I was holding my breath while waiting to see what he’d do I wasn’t certain, but I was so very much alive and on fire that I couldn’t care less about anything else.
He managed to keep his firm hold on my wrists, taking his time to study me.
Goosebumps popped along my neck and arms from the raw excitement.
He noticed, his eyes lighting up once again just before he methodically dragged his rough tongue from one side of my jaw to the other.
So slowly I couldn’t see his head moving.
But I felt him. I sensed him. And my senses were infused by his scent, a fragrance of darkness and the forest, of wet grass and musk.
Like a beast in the wild.
When he reached my ear, he drove the tip of his tongue into the shell, teasing me some more just before whispering a question that would also burn into my mind forever. “Are you ready?”
The question was almost daunting. Was I? Hell, yes.
“Uh-huh.”