Page 41 of Empowered
“Did a damn good job, too.”
“Did you, now?” She flicked his nose. “I recall being left without, honestly.”
“I would never.”
“Just like yesterday when you refused to fuck me without a condom?”
“Never in my life thought I’d meet a woman who wasn’t all about that condom life.”
“Let me guess. You’ve got a few now.”
“Like the responsible adult that I am.” He tiled his head back, inviting her to kiss him. “Check my pocket.”
“I believe you.” Sarah pulled her blouse open.Heaven help me, because I can already tell how wet I am for him.As much as she wanted to submit to the situation, she had to stay over him, in charge,dominant.She wasn’t dominating the man, though. Just the situation. “Except I hate those things.”
“Now, Sarah…”
“I’m infertile,” she spat. “I can’t get pregnant. Even if my goal were to trap you with a baby, I couldn’t. Get it?”
His expression changed almost instantly. Gone was the lackadaisical countenance of a man about to get laid. “It’s about more than that.”
“I’m clean.”
“Sarah,” he said, “when we met, you approached me for casual, unprotected sex using a persona that suggested you did such things regularly. I was dumb for indulging you as much as I did like that. You deserve to be treated better. It’s just a condom.”
No, it wasn’t. Things were never “just” anything. Everything had a meaning, a presumption, an acknowledgment of a common truth. Sarah knew that her reasons were toxic bullshit. She didn’t care.
It empowered her.Thatwas what she cared about.
She didn’t expect Luke to understand. She didn’t need him to understand. He was a pawn, like she was. Two people who wanted to fuck. Horny pawns.
“Fuck me, Luke.” She lowered herself onto his lap. Their trousers were still zipped up, but she could feel the hardness of his cock beneath her thighs. “I know you want to.”
“You really have no idea.”
“Why?” Her arms slipped down his back, hands suspended and clenched in the air. “Why do you want to fuck me so badly when you could have any other woman? Is it because I’m playing hard to get?”
As her arms slipped over his shoulders, his hands slipped down her spine and tucked into her trousers. Large fingers rubbed the top of her ass.That’s right. Touch me.“If I wanted every woman who plays hard to get as much as I want you, I would die. Actually, literally, die. Can’t handle it.”
“So then why?”
“You really want to know?”
She grinded her hips against his. “I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t want to know.”
“I have no answer. I simply do.” He hoisted her up, that quick leap of power almost sending Sarah into the stratosphere. “I have to have you.”
“Did you feel the same way the first time we met?”
“I honestly like Sarah more than I like Angel.”
That was not the answer she expected, but it was enough to make her kiss him.
The way he grabbed her through her clothes, brought her closer to his body, made easy, gentle love to her lips made her shudder in anticipation. She half expected him to stop and invite her over to his apartment. To dinner. To take-out and make-outs. But he didn’t. Lucas kissed her with more ferocity, biting her lip and lightly thrusting his hard cock up between her legs.
“Seduction style is very similar, though.”
Sarah laughed. “That’s not all that can be very similar.”
