Page 58 of Wretched Soul
“I think I’m ready for dessert,” Shade says, jumping up from his seat so fast, his chair topples backwards.
It lands with a crash I don’t hear because I’m too busy yelling as Shade pulls me up and flings me over his shoulder. I grab handfuls of his shirt as my hair falls over my head. “You can’t just–” I press my lips closed. Ha! He’s not going to make me beg after all.
When Shade kneels down on the rug in front of the fire, I don’t know if he simply had the same idea as me, or if he’d noticed my lingering looks at the fireplace. He slides me off his shoulder, already pulling at my t-shirt so I’m left in only the red lace underwear. As he stands up to look at me, I lean back on the rug, resting on my elbows.
He peels off his shirt, then his boxers, his hard cock springing free. He strokes himself as he stares down at me, and I have to bring my knees together as muscles contract.
Shade’s eyes narrow at my movement, and he squeezes his tip. It glistens with pearls of precum. “Open your legs for me, Lily.”
My legs stay together as I sway my knees from side to side, teasing him, but not long enough to give him time to remember our previous challenge. I plant my heels into the rug and drop my knees.
Shade trails his gaze up and down my body. “My beautiful girl,” he whispers as he drops down between my legs.
As he pulls my thong down over my hips, he dusts my stomach with kisses. His mouth moves lower as he untangles my underwear from my ankles, and I thread my fingers through his hair to guide him between my legs. His tongue follows the seam of my pussy to my entrance, and my back arches as he laps up my juices before plunging his tongue inside me.
“Shade!” I moan, fisting his hair as I press his face to me.
He hooks my thighs over his shoulder and his fingers open me up. His tongue travels up to my clit, and my muscles contract in anticipation. He blows out a breath that has me ready to unravel, and when he seals his lips around that throbbing bundle of nerves, he sucks hard enough to send flutters up through my spine. Flutters so powerful that they could have been made by those griffin wings tattooed on Shade’s back.
My grunt is loud and animalistic as Shade pushes his fingers inside me, fighting against my tense and tightening core.
“Fuck, Lily,” Shade whispers. “Your body’s on fire.”
It’s not even close to describing how my insides are consumed with a liquid heat, heat that surges as Shade curls his fingers and drives in and out of me. There’s no denying how much my legs are shaking now. He circles my clit with his tongue, and I’m writhing beneath him as my core quakes and the eruption starts.
“Oh, god,” I cry out. “Shade, I’m–”
My grip on his hair is tugged away as his fingers withdraw and fresh air rushes between my legs. As Shade kneels up, I willthe surge that was ready to consume me to stay, but the promise of release recedes, leaving my body trembling with frustration.
I stare at him in shock. “What are you doing?”
The bastard smiles as he rests his hands on my knees, his thumbs brushing my skin. “Do you want something from me, Slayer?”
“You can’t do that… I was almost…” I flash a glare at him. “You’re going to make me fucking beg?”
He tilts his head. “I’m not going to make you do anything. You know that isn’t my style.”
“Asshole!”
“Ah, that reminds me of the first time we met.”
The memory flashes through my mind too. The argument. The chocolate. The gun. The lecture. He’d acted all self-assured, but I know I had an effect on him because he’d dropped his car keys. He can’t handle me nearly as well as he’d like to think.
My hand slides across my stomach, up to my bra. I tug down one of the lace cups and roll my nipple between my fingers. “Fine, I’ll just please myself.”
Shade sits back on his heels, and immediately starts stroking his cock. “That, I’d like to see.”
I grind my teeth. There’s nothing I can do with my fingers that compares to how it feels to have Shade driving his cock into me. I brace myself against my arms so I’m almost sitting.
“Congratulations! You’ve officially driven me out of my mind. Fine! If you don’t fuck me right this second, Shade, I’m going to completely lose it!”
Shade’s smug grin doesn’t waver and he continues stroking himself. As he leans forward, our faces drawing closer, his cock brushes my stomach. His lips dust over mine.
“Beg.”
My groan is more of a growl as I keep my teeth clenched. “Fuck me. Please.”
“Say it like you mean it.”
