Page 29 of Blackwood

My mind screamed in agreement. “Garret, please.”

He groaned and dropped to his knees, then ripped my shorts and panties down to my calves. He stared at my pussy and licked his lips. “Beg me.”

“Please.”

He leaned closer and inhaled. “Fuck. Beg more. Tell me what you want.”

I was losing my mind, every logic center shutting down and every pleasure center lighting up like a Christmas tree. I didn’t know him, not really; he didn’t know me. None of that mattered. This was lust, pure and undiluted.

His breath ghosted across my hot skin. “Beg me.” His raspy voice set off a tidal wave of need inside me.

“Lick me. Make me come. Please.” My breathy plea sent him over the edge, because he pressed his mouth to my clit and moaned as his tongue sank between my folds.

I jerked as he dug his thumbs into my thighs and spread them just enough so he could wrap his mouth around my pussy.

My head bumped against the door as I jolted. The sting was quickly smothered by the pleasure Garrett’s tongue pulled from my sensitive clit. Relentless. Any finesses he may have had was gone, and in its place was a ravenous man. He kept my thighs pinned against the door as his mouth ravaged my pussy.

The wet noises should have embarrassed me. Instead, I gasped at the ferocity of his tongue and whimpered when he sucked my tight nub. I tried to grind against his mouth, but he growled and pressed his thumbs into me even harder. He took every ounce of control, working me with his tongue as I moaned and shook.

Spreading one palm against my thigh, he slid his other hand up my leg. He sank two fingers inside me, the intrusion so sudden I cried out. Instead of pulling out and easing in, he twisted his fingers around and pushed deeper.

My hips tensed as he began working his fingers against the one spot that promised an unforgettable orgasm.

I gripped his hair, the strands sifting between my fingers as I held on. When he bit down on my clit, I exploded. My breath rushed out of me on a moan as my pussy tightened and waves of delicious release broke against me. I shook as the euphoria dragged me down like a fierce undertow. I rode the release, and he licked more and more pleasure from me as I remained pinned against the door. He kept kissing and sucking as the waves began to quiet, my body finally giving up its hold on his fingers.

He nipped at my clit, and I clutched his hair.

Soft laughter rolled from him as he stood. “You like that, Red?” He met my eyes and licked his wet lips.

My knees wobbled, and I wasn’t sure if I would have been standing if it weren’t for the door at my back. “I, uh…” I was incapable of molding any thoughts into words. Nothing coherent, anyway.

His satisfaction slowly drained away as he glanced at my neck, at the marks that surely reddened my skin. “Shit.” He bent over and yanked my shorts and panties back into place. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you.”

“I’m okay.” I squeaked as he scooped me into his arms and headed for the stairs. “I can walk.”

“I know.” He didn’t look at me. His heat was gone, a stony façade blocking every flicker of embers.

“What is it?” I clung to him as he hurried up the stairs.

“Nothing.” He pushed through the door to my room and sat me on the bed.

“Garrett, you didn’t hurt me.” I ran my fingers along the bite mark on my neck. “It’s okay.”

“No, it isn’t.” He shook his head. “I’m supposed to keep you safe. That”—He glanced to the mark— “isn’t keeping you safe.”

“I’m safe.” I canted my head, trying to figure out what was going on inside him. “Better than safe. That was … intense.”

“That was nothing.” A flame leapt in him as he bent down and put his fists on the mattress on either side of me. “The things I want to do to you… You don’t deserve them. I’ve already gone too far.”

I reached up and ran my hand down his cheek and across his beard. “I’m not afraid.”

“That’s because you don’t know what I want.” He closed his eyes at my touch.

“Tell me.”

“No.” He pinned me with his steely gaze and stood. “Never going to happen.”

Irritation roiled inside me. “I’m not some China doll you can break.” I rose and stepped toward him until we were almost touching. “You don’t have to protect me from anything.”

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