by Piper Stone
Her leg slipped from under mine, curling around my thigh. She jerked at my clothing, tugging my shirt until she was able to slide her hands underneath. Our tongues entwined, twisting and turning as I ground into her, shuddering from the feel of her fingers against my heated skin. I was like some wild animal, growling over the embrace in a husky manner.
Our actions became that of desperation, rolling and pitching as she labored to release my cock.
Breaking the kiss, I fought to drag the shirt over my head, pitching it aside and shifting to my knees. I cupped her breasts, caressing as I gazed down at her. “Still want to toss me out, sunshine?”
“Would you go if I did?”
“Not a chance.” Goddamn, I wanted this woman. I pinched her nipples until she arched her back, whimpering and her face twisting from pain.
“Oh, God. Harder. Please.”
I gave her exactly what she wanted, twisting her hardened buds then lowering down, sucking on one bruised nipple then the other.
Minx drew her fingers through my hair, her moans even more seductive. “Yes, I... Mmm...” She tossed her head back and forth as I swirled my tongue around and around. Her eyes were half closed, her luscious lips pursed.
“Hands over your head,” I directed, brushing my lips to her other nipple.
She obeyed instantly, sliding her arms over her head and clasping her hands together. After biting her lower lip, she bent her legs at her knees, opening them wide.
I slid both hands down her stomach, my fingers kneading her delicate skin. I lifted my head, blowing across her neck, chuckling as the way she reacted, her skin prickling. The feisty little minx was wide open for me, allowing my touch as well as my domination. I marveled at her beauty as I dragged my tongue between her breasts, savoring the salty flavor.
She took several deep breaths, wiggling when I licked under her breasts. I continued my path, inching down very slowly, watching her every reaction. When I was near her belly button, she giggled, the sound like the sweetest melody. I shifted further down, gathering her legs into my arms and drinking in her aroma. Her fragrance was almost too sensuous, my balls swelling and my cock aching from need.
I issued several husky noises before darting a lick across her clit.
Bucking, she dropped her arms, immediately mewling and repositioning, but she bit her lip again, as if realizing she’d disobeyed me.
I smacked her pussy three times in rapid succession, using enough force she attempted to close her legs.
“None of that.” A smile crossing my face, I licked up the inside of her right leg, ending at her knee. Her breathing became even more rapid as she tried to focus, her long eyelashes fluttering. I mouthed her other leg, changing the direction, licking and nipping all the way down to her sweet little pussy.
Minx spread her legs even wider, as if begging me to devour her wetness. My mouth salivated noticing just how wet she truly was. Unable to stop, I pressed my lips against her clit, sucking and biting until her tender nub of flesh was swollen and the perfect rosy color. My desire off the charts, I licked all the way down, lifting her bottom into the air as I used my fingers to tease, darting them just inside then back out.
“Fuck. Yes!”
“Do you want more?” I said, my voice almost inaudible.
“Yes, please.”
“And you’ll stop fighting me?” I blew across her pussy again before dipping my tongue all the way inside, moving it up and down, side to side.
She arched her back again, her expression serene. “Yes.”
“Good girl.” I rewarded her with a series of languishing licks and several hard thrusts with my fingers. The sheen covering her skin was like the softest glow of the sun, cascading all the way to her pretty pink toes. I enjoyed every second of devouring her, driving her as close to bliss as possible.
Her breathing labored and her eyes mere slits, she kept her sinful smile as she watched me feasting, drinking in her delicious juice. I could tell she was close to orgasming, her legs quivering and her toes curling. I eased back, spanking her pussy several times then ravaging her once again.
“Oh, God. Oh...” She tossed her head from side to side, her body tensing. “I’m going to come.”
“I’m not certain if I should allow that.”
“Please?” Everything about her tone of voice had changed, becoming a kitten, but I knew the wildcat remained, ready to launch at a moment’s notice. I wouldn’t want her any other way.
I removed my fingers from her channel, sliding them down and wiggling until I found her dark hole. I would never forget how tight she was, her asshole clenching around my cock like a tight vise. And I’d loved every second of fucking her there as I would again.
“Soon, sweet Minx. Soon.” My mind reeled as all the dirty things I could do with her, keeping her in restraints, spanking her with several implements.
Filling her dark hole with the thickest butt plug. All possibilities.
I pumped in and out as I buried my face into her pussy, lapping every drop of cream, still able to study her pensive face.
“Oh... Oh. Oh!” After a few seconds, she tensed completely, her legs and arms rigid and her mouth opening to the most perfect ‘O.’
The second she climaxed, I thrust fingers from my other hand into her pussy, plunging in and out of both holes with wild abandon. Her entire body shook, a single scream floating toward the ceiling. I didn’t stop, driving in a continuous pattern until I sensed she was spent.
She lolled her head, gulping for air.
I planted a series of kisses on her inner thighs, sensing my cock was already leaking. “You’re stunning when you come.”
Swallowing, she darted a quick look before shutting her eyes again and easing her arm across her eyes. I sat back, licking my lips, enjoying the taste of her.
I yanked her to her knees, holding her, my eyes roaming up and down. “I need more.”
“More?” Her smile grew sly as she danced her long fingers up my chest. When her palm brushed over the recent wound, she hesitated, her eyes roaming over the mottled skin. I had jagged scars in several locations on my body from run-ins with enemies and friends alike. Few women reacted the way she did, far more interested than appalled.
Taking her hand, I forced us both to our feet before pulling her into my arms. “Bedroom.”
“Down the hall.”
She didn’t fight me as I took long strides, kicking open the partially closed door and easing her onto the middle of the bed. I could tell she was studying me as I quickly removed the remainder of my clothes.
“Oh, my,” she muttered in appreciation.
I wasted no time, crawling on the bed and wedging my legs between hers. I remained aloft, keeping my arms straight.
“Are you going to tell me who you really are, mystery man?” Purring, she ran her index finger down my chest, raking her nail back and forth.
“You know everything you need to.” And everything I would tell her. As I lowered down, her hand slipped around my cock, guiding me to her pussy. She shifted, curling her legs. I pressed my hand against her knee, pushing it backwards as I thrust the entire length of my shaft all the way inside. “Wet. You’re so fucking wet.”
“You made me that way,” she breathed, clamping her pussy muscles.
“Fuck!” I planned on taking her in every manner, but the feel of her wet heat wrapped around me almost made me erupt. “You like this?” I asked, pumping in and out.
“Uh-huh. Very much,” she mewed and grasped both arms, leaning up until our lips were almost touching.
“Or...” I reared back, shoving harder and faster then grabbed and rolled us both off the bed, using the momentum to thrust her against the wall.
“Ohpf!”
“This?” I slammed my cock back inside, using the power of my upper thighs to drive her further up against the wall. Every thrust was more savage than the one before as she clung to me, wrapping her long legs around my hips.
“Fuck! Fuck!” One ha
nd slapped against the wall, knocking off two pictures. She laughed then purred, her body trembling.
“I think you like it rough. Don’t you, little sunshine? You like a man to take you in every way.”
“Yes! Yes...”
I plunged harder and faster, rolling onto the balls of my feet. She was so wet, tighter than I remembered and with every stroke, I was left breathless. I continued for several minutes then jerked back, thumping toward the dresser and sweeping my arms across the contents. The sound of glass breaking made her laugh, her eyes sparkling in the dim lighting.
“This is more like it,” I growled as I positioned her on the edge, pushing back her legs. I pulled out and slapped my cock against her pussy lips.
“Oh, yeah?” She grabbed for me, yanking her body even further off the edge and reaching for my cock. “I need you inside. Now.”
“Remember who’s in charge,” I chuckled in a dark and conceited manner as I gave her what she craved, the switch in the angle making her pant and whimper.
“Yes. Sir,” she said with emphasis.
I adored fucking her in a brutal manner, taking what belonged to me, relishing in how she responded. She was mine for the taking, mine to punish and fuck. And I wanted everything.
Minx struggled to hold on, her hands slapping at anything to get a grip. “Fuck. Yes!”
I nipped her lower lip then licked along her jawline, whispering in her ear, “More?”
“Yes. Um. Yes!”
Yanking her off and flipping her around, I pushed her hard against the edge of the dresser, fisting her hair and making certain she could see our combined reflection. “Take a look, sweet Minx. Tell me what you see.”
“Famished beasts.”
The answer spurred something from deep within. My hand remained latched onto her hair, and I used the other to smack her ass several times.
Yelping, she moved onto her tiptoes, the force pushing her face against the glass, but her smile remained.
I yanked her hips and kicked her feet apart, dragging her into a deep arch. “Perfect.” After a few additional spanks, I shoved my cock into her asshole, unable to stop my actions.
She clenched her eyes shut, moaning as her entire body shook. “Fuck. Fuck!”
“Exactly.” Tossing back my head, I allowed a single roar as my legs tensed. The woman had turned me into nothing but a primal beast, ready to consume. I pulled out until just the tip was inside, holding my stance as I twisted my hand around her hair.
She whimpered, her face glistening. “Fuck me.”
The words sent rounds of electricity shooting through me, flowing through both our overheated bodies. As I drove in and out, we became as one, her body swaying to meet every hard thrust. Our combined pants filled the space and her hot breath created a fog on the mirror, but I could still see her gorgeous face, eyes peering at me.
The intensity of the moment was one I would never forget. Seconds later, I was unable to hold back, my balls nearly exploding. I filled her with seed, the warmth surrounding my cock in a blissful manner.
And sadly, I knew, no matter how extreme or amazing this moment was.
It was nothing more than pure fantasy.
She could never love a man like me.
She could never understand decisions made by a monster like me.
She could never forgive a killer like me.
Chapter Five
Veridi
“I tried to call you yesterday. I thought we were doing brunch.”
I grabbed my iPad from my office, taking long strides into the corridor and barely looking in my best friend’s direction. Anna Staton was far too much like me, which meant her psyche knew instinctively when something was off. “I caught up on some work and binge-watched Lucifer.” The lie sounded plausible. I was a well-known workaholic.
I was fucking a dangerously delicious and dominating man, one who not once but twice dismissed me, disappearing.
Exactly how many ‘D’s’ could I use in a single sentence? I resisted rolling my eyes, still befuddled after the rousing interludes. I had to be certifiable even allowing him into my house, although he wouldn’t have taken no for an answer.
“Lucifer, huh? Good show. Glad it was saved, but that doesn’t address my comment.” Why were Anna’s eyes sparkling, as if she’d already figured out my secret?
I took not one but two deep breaths, trying my best to keep my composure. “Yes, occasionally I watch television.”
“Right. You were with some hot guy yesterday, maybe Jimmy?”
“Ugh, Jimmy. No.” Just another random man I picked up at a bar.
“Oh, wow. I think I’m proud of you.”
The thought had kept my stomach in knots and my mind attempting to process. Gio had left me shivering for several reasons after his departure and I hadn’t been able to get warm, no matter how many blankets I’d piled onto the bed. I’d also locked the doors, closed all the blinds, and kept them that way from the minute he’d walked out the door. There was no reason for me to be afraid, but my sixth sense had told me that I should never have accepted his proposal.
Maybe the appearance of his gun did it or the fact he’d refused to leave.
My mind filtered to all the passion, the wild ignition of my raging desires forcing me to shudder then shut down. He was gone. Out of my life.
A good thing.
“I’m sorry about yesterday. I honestly forgot we had plans.” I continued moving, swerving through what seemed to be a crowded series of hallways. “But let’s not mention Jimmy again.”
“You never forget anything, and you have me on pins and needles. What happened with Jimmy?” Anna asked, trying to keep up with me. She almost pitched into a group of visitors, holding up her hands. “I can tell by the lack of an answer that you dumped him. He’s an asshole. You’re better off without the creep.”
I shook my head, refusing to get into aspects of my love life. Or lack thereof. I took even longer strides. Who was I running from?
I heard her footsteps attempting to regain traction, grimacing since I was forced to stop for the elevator. I slapped my hand on the button, tapping my foot on the cheap linoleum floor. The entire place needed a freaking overhaul. Why in the hell had I accepted a job in such a shithole of a place?
“What is with you today?” Anna huffed, flanking my side and turning in order to tilt her head and glare into my eyes. “So, you broke up with him. You were only dating for like a month anyway.”
“Nothing is wrong, and we dated for almost three months. Besides, I was late for work and have a shit load to do today.” My answer was trite, something I certainly never did with her. I’d remained in a shitty mood since being dropped off like some unwanted tramp, the chauffeur refusing to answer my barrage of questions on the way back to the restaurant. I should have known then I’d never get any answers from the driver or from the man himself.
“Who is this Gio?”
“Is he some diplomat?”
“What are you driving for him?”
“Is he dangerous?”
I’d laughed after the last one, at least catching a glimpse of the driver’s emotionless eyes. The questions seemed to become more and more ridiculous the additional miles away from the fancy-dancy hotel.
The lug of a man, the kind of dude you’d see in a terrible Italian Mafia flick, had remained silent the entire way. At least the asshole had manners, waiting until I was safely inside my car before speeding out of the parking lot.
Prick.
Both of them.
Assholes.
Although half shouting the last sentiment had been at least one of the reasons Gio had showed up at my door. All my good intentions of tossing him out on his ear had gone by the wayside. The man had a strong hold over me. Just thinking about him brought a surge of adrenaline. He certainly hadn’t been any more forthcoming with answers.
A beautiful, dangerous predator.
“There’s another thing. You’re never late for work. What the hell
happened with Jimmy the shyster?” Anna sounded serious then grinned, winking at me until she noticed my expression. “Oh, shit! Did the asshole hurt you? Do I need to go postal on him? Is that what this is all about?”
The pinging of the elevator drew my attention, sending shivers in places that shouldn’t have them. For a few nasty and reprehensible seconds, I was drawn back to the ping of the elevator in the hotel.
His hand groping my breast.
His fingers sliding into my pussy.
His heated and sensuous breath skating over every inch of me.
Fuck.
I shook it off visibly and Anna followed me into the empty steel box, making me claustrophobic. I immediately slid against the back wall, trying desperately not to see the same visions that I’d experienced dozens of times on Sunday.
Hot. Wicked. Wild. Sex.
Snorting, I folded my arms over the iPad, hovering in the corner as if I’d done something wrong. “Jimmy is an asshole and I’ve decided to rid myself of anything and anyone who has a hidden agenda. Good riddance to the small-pricked little peon who had no clue how to treat a woman.”
“Wow. I’m glad I’m not on your bad side.” Anna chuckled and tapped my arm. “You’re right. Good riddance. He was an asshole.”
Almost involuntarily, I burst into laughter, some of the weight falling away from my shoulders. So, I’d made one stupid mistake. Well, more than one, but at least in the last week. So what? I had other and more important things to concentrate on. “You’re right. He was a true cretin.”
We both laughed together until the doors opened again, three others heading in from another floor.
I leaned my head against the cool steel panel, trying to fall into work mode. “What do we have on tap for today? Did anything tragic happen over the weekend?”
Anna hesitated, something she never did. “Not exactly. Nothing tragic.”
“Not exactly?” She seemed pensive, as if she didn’t want to answer. We reached our floor and I waited until we were in the corridor before giving her what she called my evil eye. “Spit it out.”
“You’re not going to like it.”
