Page 51 of Crazy Thing

My brain struggles to process what that word means. It tries to remind me of the way this man hurt me in the past.If I’m so damn perfect, why did he treat me the way he did?

But I shut that noise down. Instead, I sink my fingers into his hair, holding him against me. Dropping my weight against the concrete railing, I toss my head back and groan. Long and loud, not caring who might hear me in the distance.

I’m arching my breasts up to his face. Moving my hips in rhythm with his. Grinding my pelvis on his leg. Making my clit sing. All the while, my need for release climbs. I’m an absolute mess.

“Yeah. Ride my leg, Fairy Girl. Rub yourself on me.” He guides my rolling hips as he fucks my breasts with his mouth. “You must be so damn wet. I want to feel how fucking wet you are.”

“Yes,” I moan senselessly into the air. “Yes, I want that.”

His hand grasps the hem of my skirt, dragging the fabric up around my waist. Then I feel his fingertips trail along the edge of my upcycled spandex bikini bottoms.

His lips are warm and soft when they sweep along the lobe of my ear. “Let me touch you…there.” His palm cups my mound.

My eyes roll into my head at the half-command, half-plea. “Darius…” I cry quietly.

But suddenly, I’m not sure that I want to let him get so close to me. He’s going to destroy me again. He’s going to devastate me. And what about my pledge to not give a man access to my body unless we’re both on the same emotional wavelength?

Just do it. Just this once. Just one time.Because although I’ve refused to admit it to myself, I’ve craved Darius’s hands and lips on me for so long.Do it, just once.

His tongue sweeps along the sensitive skin beneath my ear. “I can make you feel good, Ziggy. I can make you come on my fingers, on my mouth.”

I whimper and writhe at the promise.

“Say yes, Fairy Girl. Let me touch you and give you at least one reason not to hate me so much anymore.”

I’m just about ready to combust.

It’s blindingly clear that I don’t have the self-control to refuse his offer. I spread my knees wider, grabbing his hand and guiding it between my legs. “God. Yes, Darius. Touch me there.”

Grinning, he tugs on the strings of my bikini bottoms and the soaked fabric falls to my feet.

Time slows to a halt when he slips his finger along the crease of my pelvis and ventures further between my legs. Every nerve ending registers the gentle sweep of hisfingertip as it grazes my pussy lips, as it skates through my folds, as it sinks that first delicious inch into my hole.

“Darius!” I grip his thick, strong shoulders and gasp his name.

He groans low and primal.

“More…” I beg, widening my stance to give him better access.

“Fucking hell…” he whispers as if awestruck, and he sinks his finger deeper inside me, knuckle deep.

I writhed some more, feeling the way my temperature rises and my wetness flows out.

Darius lifts his face, locking his honey eyes on mine. “Another finger?”

I’m panting now, my breaths coming out in hot, quick bursts. I nod.

The man obliges, stuffing me with a second long, thick digit. I buck my hips, losing my rhythm, losing my dignity, losing my self-control. I’m still gripping his shoulders, my fingernails sinking into his solid muscles now.

He alternates between kissing my lips and sucking on my breasts with his skilled mouth. And even with all the fabric bunched up at my waist, even with the awkward position he’s holding me in, Darius manages to apply pressure to my clit with his thumb while he drills into me with two confident fingers.

His lust drunk eyes find mine under the starlit sky. He studies my every reaction. So intent. So focused. Like my body is a new language he’s eager to learn.

He’s handling me with such reverence, watching me like I’m beautiful. But I won’t fall for this ruse. Because I know the truth. He’s just lost in the heat of the moment. And when it’s all over, he’ll put distance between us again. We’ll be strangers just like before.

The thought of it almost throws me off-balance and snaps me out of my haze.

But I can do this. If I just set my emotions aside, I can do it.

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