Page 38 of Hide From Me

“You what, Rylee?”

I looked up, meeting the deep midnight of his eyes, and let myself get lost in the swirling violence that I knew he held back.

“I’ve always thought of you, no matter who touched me.”

I didn’t believe it to be possible, but his eyes darkened to almost black and a shadow seemed to pass over his face.

“No one is allowed to touch you, blossom. No one but me.”

His hand moved back down from my hip and cupped my ass again, holding me to his will.

“You haven’t been around for years, Cas. A girl has needs.”

He smirked. “Needs that you were never successful at satisfying.”

I swallowed. The way that little tilt of his lips had the heat pooling low in my belly and my pussy throbbing was enough to nearly short circuit my brain. Almost.

“No, I’ve never been satisfied. Are you offering?”

I don’t know why I did it, but I raised my hand to his face, tracing those full lips just to feel that he was real.

“Little mouse, now that I’ve caught you? There is no offer because you have no options.”

My heart skittered, and it felt like I’d forgotten to breathe at the same second.

“Cas—”

He cut me off with another kiss, but this one was so much more demanding.

I moved my mouth against his, mirroring every movement and feeling his call. His tongue prodded my lips, making me accept him, and I was more than willing. I pulled him in, tasting the earthy spice of whatever he’d drank, and I swear I was drunk on just him.

I hadn’t noticed the shift in our bodies until he had me laying on my back against something not hard by not soft. I didn’t know where we even were. Maybe a booth?

I didn’t even give a shit if someone walked in at this moment, and I should have. I should have cared. In the moment, I couldn’t care. I didn’t care when he shifted, he’d spread my legs wide, fitting his hips between them. His mouth never left mine and while I focused on tasting every single kiss, his fingers played over my pussy and down my slit. I bucked against hishand when he’d found my clit and pressed down hard as he swirled his thumb over my sensitive little nub.

I screamed against his lips as he played, every moan an encouragement to him. There was no fighting the control he had over my body. I burned for him, and the coil of desire tightened down within me. My hands wrapped into his jacket as he put just enough pressure against my throbbing clit, and I came instantly. The sounds of the club outside ceased to exist. I felt like I was floating above my own body as I let the pleasure hit me in waves.

He let my lips go and I sucked in a deep, ragged breath. In the moments of coming down from the best orgasm of my life, I missed the sounds of him shifting, his pants unzipping, until he leaned back over me.

“This is going to hurt, but only for a second, blossom.”

I nodded, still unable to fully understand what was happening, but the moment I felt the pressure against my core, my entire body tensed in anticipation.

He gripped one of my legs, hooking his arm under my knee, and I wrapped the other around his hip, pulling him in.

Telling him I wanted more of him.

All of him.

I should have asked questions. I should have done a million things, but as the head of his cock pressed inside of me, I was lost in the delicious burn of muscles that had no way to have been prepared for the sheer size of him.

“You’re so big,” I panted with every inch he gave me.

He was braced over me, and the way he watched my face, the way his eyes seemed to see everything, I felt naked and bare.

“You’re mine, Rylee.”

There was no responding as he leaned in and claimed my lips as he slammed into me, and in one hard thrust, he was buried deep inside of me. My heart hammered away like I’d just run a race. I tried to focus on the way his lips moved over mine,blinking away a tear at the sting of him taking me so hard, so quickly.

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