Page 25 of Dark Encounter
The darkness in my apartment wasn't at all comforting as I unlocked the door and walked in. Erik was right. Knowing him was dangerous, and here I was, spouting loudly about him killing people on the stairs of a public library.
"No wonder he doesn't want anything to do with you." I dropped my purse and keys by the door and walked to my bedroom, unbuttoning my shirt and slipping my skirt over my legs until it hit the ground. I reached up and ran my fingers through my hair as I flipped on the light in my bedroom and screamed.
"What? I got here first." Erik shrugged and gave me a sexy smile. "You didn't really think I was going to pass up pasta did you?"
"Get out." I covered my breasts with one arm and my panties with my free hand. "You made me feel like an idiot. I can handle a lot, but not-"
"Not happening." He got up and crossed the room like a hungry lion, his eyes running down my body, his voice deep, ominous. "Dinner can happen later."
"Erik. I'm serious. I can't do this." I reached for him as he picked me up and pressed me to the wall beside my bedroom door. The thick press of his hard body against mine was bliss, but nothing compared to his strong hands running down my sides, cupping the bottom of my ass and playing with the edge of my panties.
"You're not doing anything but what comes naturally to you, Grace. Stop thinking so goddamn much. Lust is power. Use it, kitten." He brushed his nose up the length of my neck and ground into me. "Feel how hard you make me? You get to relieve me of that tonight. I'm going to open up every sweet part of your tight little body and mark it as my own."
"Fuck," I whined and pressed my mouth to the side of his neck as he ran his fingers down my soft skin, dipping into my wetness and rolling his hips as he held me against the wall. "I hate you for making me want this so bad."
"No you don't, and you don't wantthis." He chuckled low in his chest and walked to the bed, dropping me roughly on my back. "You want me." He reached down and tugged at the front of my bra until my nipples peeked above the lacy white material. "So beautiful, angel." He ran his thumbs over my buds and squeezed softly while licking his lips.
"Erik. I don't know if I'm ready for this. I want you, but..." I closed my eyes and lifted my chin as indecision raced through me. Whores opened their legs for strange men. I was quickly becoming one, or so my mother would have classified me.
"Open your eyes and watch me, Grace." He reached down and squeezed the base of my throat as my eyes fluttered open. He had to be the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. He was going to love me and leave me. And if I were anything like my mother, I'd get pregnant the first time.
"Do you have a condom?" My voice was nothing more than a scared whisper.
"Of course I do." He smiled and leaned over the top of me, pressing his body against mine. "Relax. I love to tease you because you let me. If you were a little more aggressive with me-"
"You wouldn't put up with that." I wrapped my legs around his taut waist and reached up to run my fingers down his short black beard, letting the hairs tickle my fingers. "I want to kiss you so bad." I licked my lips and searched his eyes for an invitation, finding none.
"I already told you the rules." He kissed the tip of my nose and moved down my chest, licking at my breasts as he pulled my hands far above my head and gripped my wrists tightly. "Keep your hands up here. Tonight's my night. Got it?"
His steely gaze bore deep inside of me, and I nodded, too scared to speak. I had no clue how childish or spooked I might sound. I was having trouble breathing as it were.
"Don't hurt me," I whispered roughly as he glanced back up from licking at my stomach.
"That's not something you have to worry about." He moved down and licked at the sides of my panties, dipping his tongue into my center and groaning low in his chest. "I'd never hurt you."
"Good," I whimpered and dropped my knees fully to the side. "I wish I were more experienced."
"I don't." He moved down on his knees at the bottom of the bed and pulled my panties off slowly, his eyes locked onto my body. "This is my moment to have, my gift to unwrap."
A soft sigh left me as he ran a strong hand up my stomach, through my breasts and cupped my face. His free hand cupped my mound while he moved his fingers back and forth until they were nestled against my entrance.
His lips were soft against my hip as he bathed me with his tongue.
A moan rolled off my tongue as one of his thick fingers pressed into my heat, opening me. "I'm scared."
"Don't be." He glanced up and smiled, his dark demeanor fading a little.
He captured my heart as he moved back up my body and laid beside me, curling around me as he pumped his middle finger in and out of my body.
"Please kiss me." I turned to face him and touched the side of his face.
"Tell me if I hurt you, Grace." He pressed another finger inside of me and leaned down brushing his nose by mine. "I wanna taste every inch of you, but first we start here."
I moaned loudly and closed my eyes, turning away from him and trying to assess if I were lost in pleasure or pain. "It's too much."
"No, it's not, baby. You're more than ready for my cock, Grace." He licked the side of my throat and nipped at my ear. "Let me open you up, kitten."
"Erik," I cried out and reached for him as he moved down the bed, stood up and pulled his shirt off. He turned to face me as he worked his jeans over his hips and ran his hand down the length of his cock.
