Page 151 of Between Never and Forever
“Hmmm.”
She bounces her eyes between mine, a soft smile playing on her lips. She nudges my foot once again with hers.
“It’s a nice night. Want to come back on the roof with me?”
I look her over, head to toe. She’s in sweats and a tank top now, but she looks just as tempting—just as fame-worthy—as she did on that stage tonight. She exudes sex appeal and danger. It’s a heady combination, and I am at the end of my rope trying to deny it.
“I don’t want to go to the roof with you, Savannah.”
Her face falls, and I take a step toward her, boxing her in against the kitchen counter. I wrap my hand around the side of her neck and use my thumb to pull her lower lip down. Her breath hitches and her lips part, then she turns her head slightly and takes my thumb into her mouth. She sucks on it, swirls her tongue around it, and I groan. My dick hardens and my heart threatens to beat out of my chest.
“I’m done denying myself. I’m done keeping my distance. I’ve been shit at it anyway, and it’s driving me fucking crazy.”
I inch closer and take her hand off the counter where she’s bracing herself, then put it on my cock. She squeezes me through my jeans, and I thrust into her palm.
“I need to fuck you. Now. Are you okay with that?”
She gasps and nods quickly, before halting and furrowing her brow.
“What about your head?”
“Not concerned with the one on my shoulders.” I smirk and she smiles back. “Take me to your room. Unless you want me to fuck you right here.”
I slide my hand into the front of her sweats and to her pussy. I press on her clit, and she whimpers. I move lower and rub my fingers through the wetness dripping from her, soaking her panties.
“Fuck, you do want that, don’t you? I can bend you over this counter. Or do you want me to carry you to the couch?”
I press two fingers into her and watch as her eyes flutter shut. Her hips jerk against me when I push on her clit with my palm, and she gasps. I move my lips to the shell of her ear, my voice a rasp, and she shivers.
“I can throw your legs onto my shoulder and hit you deep with my cock, Savannah. I can fuck you like the brat you are.”
I thrust in and out of her slowly, and her breathing kicks up to a pant. She squeezes my dick through my jeans, and I groan into her ear.
“I want to spank that pussy the way I’ve been dreaming about.”
I thrust faster, then move my fingers to her clit and rub roughly.
“I want to sink my cock into you. Rub on your clit. Fuck your ass with my fingers until you’re ready for my cock. Do you want that?”
“Yes,” she breathes out.
I move my mouth to her neck and kiss it.
“Say it louder.”
“Yes.”
I rub her with my fingers, then move my fingers back into her when I know she’s close. I thrust faster, as deep as possible, massaging her. Making her clench around me.
“Say it again. Louder, Savannah”
“Yes, all of it. I want all of it,” she cries out, then comes around my fingers, and I move back to her clit and rub, letting her ride out the shocks of her orgasm.
She shudders, then gasps out a low moan when I suck hard on the sensitive skin of her neck. Hard enough she’ll need to cover it with makeup for a week on set. Hard enough that Paul Northwood and Torren King and everyone else around will know she’s taken.
I smile.
“Good girl. Now take me where you want me.”
