Page 50 of Hostile Vows
Earlier, I figured it was time to destroy that smug pride of hers before it became a real problem. The point of this particular foreplay taught her how pointless it is to resist me, because she surrenders every time.
I always get what I want and if Sinéad finally relents, she’ll have to do more than just kiss me back. Which she is. The woman is injecting her venom into me with tongue fuckery and exotic tasting juices. It’s a toxic blend that overrides my taste buds—another drug that's bad for me. At this rate, I’ll have to go cold turkey to stamp out the constant state of horniness she’s cursed me with.
I win the thin tiny lump of ice from her tongue, rip my mouth off hers, and crunch it between my back teeth. She blinks up at me, her bold glare suffocated by lust. In silence, I reach over her head, unhook her wrists from the headboard, and free the knot. She instantly pats the hardened splotches of wax on her tits, her roaming fingertips meeting my cum the further she explores.
“Take a shower,” I say, leaning forward and stabbing one finger under her chin to bring her eyes in line with mine. A lightning shiver breaks out across her shoulders. “I’m going out.”
Frustration pinches her pretty features. “Where?”
“The guys and I are hitting downtown Miami.” I do myself a favor by moving off her, taking a few steps away from the scene. “Don’t wait up.”
She sits up and slips elegant long legs off the edge of the bed. Her shiny black hair is all ruffled at the back of her head, and those vivid turquoise eyes flit from my resurrected boner to the flickering flame on the nightstand.
The t-shirt automatically gravitates toward the floor, robbing the view of my creation. I take my time to look her up and down, eyeing the change in her demeanor from feisty to troubled. Her tongue tentatively peeks out of her mouth, her chest rising as if she’s nursing a dark secret.
She’s fucking with me.
There’s no saving her from this attraction or me. Except I’m adamant that I’ll remain in control of the situation, even though my stomach has a weird ache and my libido revs like a Ferrari at a starting line.
Turning my back on her, my fists clench and my feet move quickly. If I don’t leave this room, she’ll condemn me to Hell while I fuck her with everything I have—except her consent.
I don’t get far when I sense her movements behind me.
“Wait…” Her sexy voice sounds breathless.
I do a one-eighty to find rosy cheeks and the skull t-shirt coming off in a blur of arms and whipping hair. She shivers, moving forward as the shade of her eyes turns a frenzied green. Her graceful naked figure pauses a few feet away.
Holy fuck.
Now she has my full attention. I don’t move, waiting for her to figure out what happens next.
“Forgotten something?” I comb my fingers through my hair, aware of my thinning self-discipline.
She sways a little, her pupils dilating as she studies my hard-earned physique. Straightening her spine, she raises her chin and advances. Forceful dainty hands slam onto my pectoral muscles, their purpose to push me against the wall.
I should stand my ground and not concede, but I’m interested to see where this leads. The feral glint in her thirsty eyes thickens my dick to the point of excruciation.
She drives me backward until my ass hits smooth plaster. The heat radiating between us scorches to a thousand degrees. I could easily flip her around and fill her, yet she’s hoping to seize control in this dynamic and I’m happy to play along for now.
In reality, it’s never going to happen. No harm in letting her think she can take charge for a few minutes.
“Well?” I cock an inquisitive brow.
“This is what you want, isn’t it?”
Her lips settle on my feverish skin, her tongue gliding over my muscles and teeth grazing the flesh. Christ, it feels good. The tingling sensation assaults my skin in trillions of fiery explosions. Searching fingers dive into my hair, curling tightly to yank my face down to hers.
Fuck, I want to destroy this woman.
A slutty little tongue skates across my lips, so tentative and uncertain. I stay stoic and pretend I’m unaffected. When really, I’m about to fuck her, brutally and unrepentant until I’ve imprinted the crown of my dick on her cervix.
Next, she pulls my bottom lip into her mouth, then bites, sucks, and releases.
That’s it.
That’s all it takes for my patience to disintegrate.
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