Page 52 of Tempt Me
"Does this hard dick feel good in you?"
Inhaling sharply at my question, she moans in response.
"Good girl," I whisper harshly as I pound into her harder than I ever have before. But it’s never enough with Rue. She’s the type of girl you have to fuck to keep sane. "I can't be gentle with you anymore."
A sharp gasp leaves her lips as she digs her nails into my shoulders, hard enough to draw blood. I can feel the knot tightening inside me; I'm going to lose it any second now with fucking this gorgeous woman impaled on my cock.
Her pussy clenches around me fiercely; tiny spasms vibrate through my cock and straight up my spine as she comes apart all over me while still moaning for more dick. With me nipping at the side of her neck aggressively, she cries out loudly as I fill her wet pussy with my hot cum before relaxing against the wall with Rue recovering in my arms. She's so fucking sexy when she comes that my mouth waters at the mere sight of her delicate skin flushed and lightly covered in sweat: a beautiful sight that is mine alone.
Panting heavily, reality crashes back down on me. She is forbidden. This can never go anywhere. Terrified to let her go because I don’t know how long I’ll be able to resist her, I continue holding her tightly in my arms. With her soft skin pressed against mine and her sweet scent surrounding me, it’s easy to feel what a mistake it was fucking such a dangerous woman in her parents' apartment. Holding her like this, on the brink of having her again, is too risky.
"Look at me," she whispers softly as she grabs my shoulders. "I need you, Isaac. Don't shut down on me."
Closing my eyes painfully, I take a deep breath.
What the fuck are you doing?
"Do you feel what it's like for me when you push yourself so deep inside me? It's powerful. It makes me forget the world and anything else that might be happening around me but you."
Convinced by the sincerity in her voice as she presses her lips to mine hungrily, I kiss her back softly before pulling away to look into her eyes again.
"I'm sorry, Rue. You know we can't do this."
Her eyes are full of fire when she shoves me away, my cock slipping out of her pussy as she breaks free from my embrace. No words could ever hurt as much as the look in her eyes right now does.
"You're a fucking dick," she spits out. "I'm not doing this with you anymore. Whatever the fuck this is, it's over, Isaac. You aren't ready to be in a relationship, or you wouldn't let working for my parents get in your way."
Having nothing to say to that, I stay silent. She's right on so many levels, but at the same time, she is dead wrong.
I'm not worthy of her. Everyone knows it except her, apparently. But maybe it's time to remind her.
Catching her arm before she can storm out of the door, I turn her around hard enough to slam her against the wall and force my lips down on hers again in a punishing kiss. Knocking some of the air out of her lungs, I look down at her when she gasps for air in between my kisses, but I don't relent.
With my arms caging her in again and our mouths sealing together once more, our tongues moving roughly against each other in a hungry dance, this feels so much more right than when we are actually talking. With my body pressed against hers and our limbs entangled in what is finally starting to feel like a real kiss again, instead of me trying to shut her up or shut off my own feelings since she can't seem to understand what it's like for someone like me to lose it over a woman who slips effortlessly into my world because she understands everything about it. On paper, she is the perfect woman for me, but in reality, do I have the balls to tell Vik and Fran that I've fallen head over ass for their only daughter, their heir to Solitaire and the throne of Arachon.
Doubtful.
While death doesn't bother me, Vik and Fran will make me suffer, and with my suffering will come Rue's suffering, and when I'm gone, she will grieve and be in pain.
She loves me.
She loves me as much as I love her, but this thing can never move forward because I never want to hurt her.
Knowing my words are causing her pain now, I falter. I have no way out. I'm trapped in the proverbial rock and hard place. I need this woman, and not just physically. But that knowledge scares me more than any threat ever has. Rue is the one who will someday walk away with my heart if I give her an inch because she's exactly the type of woman I've dreamt about being mine since always: open and honest, able to see past all my barriers and straight to the heart trying so hard to beat inside my chest that I barely even know how to protect it anymore.
Rue is pure chaos in the guise of absolute peace, all while making me feel safe for the first time in my life. Because I know that whatever happens between us, she won't break me—only make me stronger, and that is one fucking scary thought. But somewhere deep down in the cold recesses of my soul, I cherish it because I know that this is where she belongs. The only fucking place my icy heart needs to beat like a normal man's.
She is my balance—so in tune with my ways that I always thought I would have to spend a lifetime finding the one for me. Somehow, fate decided to do something stronger than me.
It's like she started a fire in my veins that threatens to burn everything close to me alive if I don't touch her as much as possible.
My cluttered and confused thoughts fill my head, daring me to be the man she needs me to be but shying away, knowing I will only hurt her.
"I love you, Rue," I mutter, drawing every ounce of inner strength I have to say those words. “But you and I—”
"Shh," she whispers, placing her fingers over my lips to stop my next words. "Just shut the fuck up and drive me home."
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