Page 16 of Tempt Me
Soon, I realize why. She has fallen asleep.
Opening my eyes, I study the curve of her shoulder, brushing her long dark hair out of my face where it’s tickling me. Unable to resist, I lightly trace my finger over her shoulder and down her arm. She doesn’t stir, which makes me smile. She sleeps like the dead. Even after a vicious kill, she doesn’t have trouble with her conscience. Not that it is my issue. I’m just not used to being able to relax enough, always needing to be on alert.
Minutes pass.
I know I have to go out there and hunt down McFarlane or, at the very least, make sure Rue is protected before anything happens to her this time.
No two ways about it; I was too late earlier. She would be dead if the bullet had been in the wrong position. Clenching my hand into a fist, a blind rage falls over me. Fury at her, him, the situation, and yes, definitely at her. She is too bold. She should’ve stayed at home where she is safe. This trip was suddenly thrust upon me, and I didn’t have time to check it out. Next time, I won’t be so hasty to agree to go anywhere with her unless it has been adequately reconned first.
Staring over her shoulder, trying to calm the anger, and fear, that I nearly lost her, I lose focus. Totally and completely. My cock grows hard with her body so close to mine, her faint, expensive perfume filling my senses.
With a low rumble, I unzip my pants and pull my cock out, dipping my hand lower and slipping it under the short towel that is barely covering her body. Cupping her pussy, I wedge my cock at her entrance, fully expecting her to wake up, but she doesn’t. She went out like a light, and not even my groping her will wake her. That makes me even more angry. It could be anyone, and she would be vulnerable and asleep while some pervert takes advantage of her.
Thrusting my hips forward, feeling my cock slide against her, I push down with my finger from the front to guide my cock into her. She shuffles in her sleep as I enter her, waking her up instantly, she gasps at the invasion as my cock stretches her wide. Feeling her hot, wet pussy sheath my cock is a revelation. It has been too long. I’ve deprived myself of this for too long, and with her, it is everything I imagined it to be.
Except I’m fucking her without her consent.
“Fuck,” I groan softly, pulling her on her hip to bury myself deeper. “Do you want this?”
She struggles in my grip. “Bit late if I didn’t,” she spits out.
“I’m giving you what you’ve been craving since you saw me that night,” I snarl, the ice in my veins thawing with the heat of my frustration and fear for the woman impaled on my cock. “I know you want this.”
“Isaac,” she says, squirming next to me.
“You want me,” I grunt again, wishing she’d say it but unable to withdraw, thrusting deep as she struggles again. Clamping my hand down so she can’t move, her struggles increase.
Rolling us over, dragging her body underneath me, I cover her, fucking her from behind as her face is pressed into the pillow.
“Do you feel how good that is, my little princess?” I murmur.
“You’re an ass,” she spits, but the tinge of amusement in her tone makes me smile.
“You wanted my cock inside you; now you have it. Feel every fucking inch of that thick cock thrusting inside you, princess. Can you? Does it make you feel good?”
“Fuck, yes!”
Pounding into her, I release her. She isn’t going anywhere. Her body responds to mine in a way that has never happened to me before with another woman. She is soaking my cock with her juices. There is a delicious slurping noise as I withdraw and slam into her again.
“Fuck, my cock fits so good inside you, princess. You are such a good girl for taking my huge dick in your sweet pussy. I’ve never fit inside any else, not like this. Your pussy was made for my cock, princess. Do you feel it?”
“Mm,” she moans, wiggling her ass to get closer to me. “You feel so fucking good. I thought the praise was your thing?”
“Say it,” I pant, hammering into her. “Say it.”
“You’re a good boy for railing me. Fuck, that feels so good.”
“Uhn,” I groan, feeling her pussy clench around me as she comes, a tight grip on my cock, milking me for everything I’m worth.
I don’t last much longer.
Shooting my load into her with a loud grunt, panting and sweating, I withdraw quickly, knowing it’s too late.
“Yes,” she purrs. “Your cum feels so good filling my pussy, so hot dripping out of me.”
“Jesus,” I growl and get off the bed.
I can’t.
