Chapter 4
“You didn’t think I would stand you up, did you?”
Eyes come up in the mirror, locking with mine before he slowly turns around, taking me in.
“Actually.” I start again. “I had to wait for so long; I thought you had changed your mind.”
He shakes his head slowly from side to side before tugging his lip between his teeth.
“Was just about to take care of myself. Come all over your bed, so can smell me when you sleep.”
His mouth parts, I’m sure the images plaguing his mind. “How’d you get in?” his voice rasps out.
“I broke in your back door.”
It doesn’t even faze him, which somehow turns me on more than the bathroom earlier, and seeing the jealousy on his face when his cop buddy was trying to hit on me.
“I parked down the street, just in case. Don’t need anyone being murdered.”
The corner of his mouth tilt upwards as he grasps what’s happening around him.
“I thought you didn’t know where I lived?”
Rolling my eyes, stepping into him, closing the distance between us until my nipples graze his t-shirt.
“Really, Eli, I’m standing in front of you naked.
” Grabbing hold of his hand, I run it up my inner thigh until he’s cupping me.
“Wet, and wanting you to fuck me, and that’s what you want me to tell you. ”
He gulps as his fingers graze me.
The dazed expression is only momentary. A smile spreads on his face as his eyes darken, and stepping into me.
Shit
Backing me up to the door, his fingers rub against my clit. I try to maintain my composure, immediately failing.
“Yes, that’s what I want you to tell me.”
My breathing hitches as I look up at him.
“And what if I don’t?” Being able to keep my panting under control for a moment.
Leaning into me, I can feel his chuckle rumble through my body. “I guess I’ll have to figure out a way to get it out of you. Won’t I?”
His words only make my walls tighten around his fingers.
“Ho — how would you do that?” I stumble over my words.
“I don’t know.” He smirks, sliding his fingers out, moving them, and toying with my clit again. “I guess I’ll just have to think of something.”
His hand comes, gripping hold of my neck as he spins us around, this time backing me up until I feel the cold countertop pressing against my lower back. His tongue comes out, grazing his bottom lip and pulling it back into his mouth with his teeth.
Trying desperately to think of anything to give me a bit of power back.
“Is this how you interrogate people?” I laugh, trying not to react as he slips his fingers back inside me.
“Unfortunately, no.” A deep laugh rumbles out. “Not that I haven’t thought about it.”
“What?”
“Oh, Sketch, you jealous?” he taunts me, leaning back in, his breath warm on my ear.
I can’t stop the gasp coming out of my mouth as he lifts me, his fingers pressing deep inside me as he does, sliding me onto the counter, parting my thighs wider with his hips.
Slipping another finger inside me, it causes my senses to overload between what I’m feeling and the images plaguing my mind.
“You want me to tell you how I’ve had women throw themselves at me, willing to do whatever it takes to get out of trouble?
” He pumps his fingers into me, curling them around.
My head falls backward, pressing against the mirror.
“That it’s happened more times than I can remember?
” His thumb coming up, rolling circles along me.
“They’ll tell me all the things they’ll do to me.
” His breath tickling up my neck. “Things I can do to them.” Teeth nibbling along my earlobe.
I can feel my self-control breaking down as he fogs my mind, his fingers bringing me closer to a release.
Suddenly, he pulls back from me, staring down, grinning.
“What the fuck?” I pant out, looking up at him.
“Told you I’d have to figure out a way.”
“That’s fucked up.”
He laughs, leaning back into me, his hand sliding onto my thigh. “What’s it gonna be, Sketch?”
“Fine,” I gasp out. “I was lying before. I knew.”
His hand dipping down between my thighs, massaging my clit again. “Why’d you lie?”
I hate admitting it.
“At first, it was like you said. I knew if I showed up here, I’d want to fuck you.”
I can’t help but eye his tongue as it comes out, wetting his bottom lip, again.
“I was just gonna send you over a drink; I knew that you’d get what I was saying.”
“Then why entice me with the bathroom?”
“Cause I saw you, and all I could think about was being on my knees with your cock down my throat.” I can’t keep the smirk inside as I watch his eyes roll up, and can feel his dick pressing harder into my thigh.
“I didn’t care that you watched out for my brother.
I didn’t care that he’ll kill you if he ever finds out…
” I let my sentence trail off, not wanting to finish.
His lips curl up as he shakes his head, a smirk spreading across his face as his arms curl around my thighs, pulling me closer to the edge of the counter.
It shouldn’t surprise me when he sinks down to his knees, looking up at me as he leans into my pussy.
I can’t take my eyes off him as he flicks my clit with his tongue.
“Oh, shit.” I murmur, my back arching.
Feeling his tongue methodically circling around before lightly biting down.
My abs contract as I lean up, pressing myself further against his face.
His chuckle shouldn’t enthrall me as much as it does.
Sliding down, his tongue darts inside me.
Gripping his hair, wanting to hold him in place, wanting to ride his face until I’m coming all over him.
My inner walls contract as he tongue-fucks me, pulsing inside of me.
And my eyes rolling back into my head as he pulls away before sucking my clit back into his mouth.
“Fuck,” I cry out. “Oh my God!”
My eyes pop open, looking down at him as he stands back up. This time when his tongue licks his lips again, it makes my inner walls convulse, knowing he’s tasting me on them.
“Wha —”
His smirk is enough to cut me off.
“I told you I’d have to get it out of you.” Leaning into me, I hear him laugh, feeling just how much he’s enjoying this. “Now, tell the truth.”
“I did.”
“All of it.”
“No.” I shake my head, not wanting to look at him.
“Why?”
His smirk grows as he nods his head. Reaching down, he unbuckles his belt, quickly pops the button on his jeans before letting them fall to the ground.
“I…” I trail again.
Reaching behind his head, he tugs up his shirt, and just like last time I’m stuck staring at his chest, at the tattoos lining it, but also at the definition in the muscles as he moves.
“Because…” My mouth dries as I watch him, eyes locked with mine. He stands a little straighter, his hands now off my body, and I’m left craving the warmth of them again.
His arms flex as he pushes down the boxer-briefs, freeing himself from them.
“Because,” my voice rasped as I admit it, “after the first night I showed up there, I hung out, had a couple of drinks, and I could feel the excitement. They all know who I am. And they all know that I shouldn’t be there, but they don’t really know why I shouldn’t be there.”
He nods his head. “And you knew they all wanted to fuck you, even with as much as they knew they shouldn’t.”
“No.” I shake my head. “It turned me on because I knew how much it’d drive you crazy when you finally showed up.” I smirk at him as his dick twitches as if begging him to just give in already.
“It was a game?” shaking his head.
“It’s all a game.”
He tilts his head as his hand comes up, wrapping around himself as he stands between my thighs still, and he gently strokes himself. When my eyes trail back up to his face, there’s a shitty smirk plastered.
“I convinced myself that I was just doing it to fuck with you. That I’d leave and go back home after I sent you that drink.”
“But you didn’t.” He cocks his eyebrows.
“As soon as I saw you, I lost against all the images I was trying to keep locked away for the last six months. I think subconsciously I knew it would happen.”
“Thank fuck.” He whispers to me before pressing his lips hard to mine. My back presses into the faucet for a moment before he lifts me off the countertop, and I wrap my legs around his waist.
He walks us over to his bed, pushing me away from him abruptly as he drops me onto it.
The light filters in from the bathroom behind him as he licks his lips again, his hand coming back up to his cock and wraps around his length.
My mouth waters as I push myself up to my knees, walking to the end of the bed as he stands in front of me.
He grabs me by the shoulders as I reach for him.
Shaking his head, he shoves me backwards against the mattress again before he’s crawling onto the bed and over me.
Lining himself up with my entrance, he pauses as he looks back up at me, shaking his head.
“What?”
“This is such a fucking bad idea.”
“I know.” I laugh with him. “But then, why are we here?”
“Because it feels so damn right.”
Nodding my head, agreeing with him is apparently all he needs before he plunges inside, and I cry out, not expecting him all at once. Looking up, the smirk on his face fuels me.
“Shit.” He pauses, pulling out entirely before moving over to the nightstand, and I watch as he slides the drawer open.
“Well, at least this time you’re a little more prepared. Don’t worry, I brought some just in case.” I tease, trying to deflect from the fact I’ve never been so wrapped up in someone that I let him inside me without a condom.
“Shut up.” He laughs this time, looking over at me as he rips the foil, pulling it out and rolling it over himself.
His eyes blaze as they look at me, and I’m launching myself at him again. Straddling his lap as he sits at the top of the bed. He raises his eyebrows before his hands come down to my hips, pressing me down hard onto him.
Both groaning out, I push myself up onto my knees, sliding along his cock as I ride him.
“Fuck yes.” He groans, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me to him. Our lips fumble with one another as we kiss as if we’re both famished.
Everything in both bathrooms has left us both so tightly wound. Letting myself fall down onto his length. Needing him to fill every inch of me, needing us to move as one.
His hands come down, gripping hard onto my hips as he pushes me down, thrusting up into me harder and faster, the need for me written all over his face.
“Goddamnit,” he grunts into my ear, pulling my head back by my hair and looking right into my eyes. “Look at me!” he demands as I continue to lift myself and slide back down onto him. Our eyes don’t falter, somehow bringing me closer to my release.
“Oh, fuck.” I gasp, still not breaking eye contact with him.
I gasp again when he lifts us up, rotating us, and pressing my back into the bed, thrusting into me harder. Leaning back up from me, he keeps staring at me as he pushes my thighs apart wider, thrusting into me hard.
“Keep them open.” He demands me, and my walls tighten around him, nodding my head. As he releases my thighs, he moves his hand down to my clit, rubbing the pad of his thumb in circles and smirking as my walls convulse around him.
I watch his release creep across his face before I’m overcome as he pinches me and my orgasm takes me by surprise, exploding around him and brining out another naughty smile from him but he doesn’t stop, he speeds up his movements and applies more pressure as he continues to pump into me, forcing more convulsions out of me, around him.
He groans out as he slams into me once more and pauses, just now breaking eye contact, and he collapses on top of me, making sure not to put all of his body weight onto me.
He laughs, rolling off me and staring up at the ceiling. “Apparently, we’re not very good at this whole thing.”
“Um… what? Were you in the same moment I was?”
“That’s the problem, and not what we’re bad at.”
“Then what?”
“This was just supposed to be a singular fuck that we never speak of again.”
Puffing out air as I laugh, nodding my head. “Okay… just a fuck… twice, and never speak of again.”
“Just like a fuck-you out of my system type thing.”
“Exactly, you get it.” I laugh, nodding my head.
Rolling over to me, he laughs. “I’ll be right back.” He nods as he stands up, leaving the bedroom still naked.
Walking back into the room, he tosses me a bottle of water as he drinks from his and nods. “I thought you said you broke the door.”
I choke, laughing, and his eyes widen. “I was screwing with you. I honestly thought you didn’t hear me.”
“Oh, I did, but I was totally fine with it.”
It makes me giggle harder this time as I nod my head.
“But how did you get in?”
“Come on.” I laugh, shaking my head. “You know I can pick a lock.”
“I forgot about that. You were always better than the rest of us.”
“And it pissed all of you off.”
He nods his head. “It did.”