Her legs parted before my eyes like an unwrapped present. She was in the perfect position; round ass, still red from my belt, practically kissing the edge of the mattress, and her thighs unabashedly spread wide, pussy glistening in tempting beauty. She sprawled there—opening her heart, body, soul—with her hair fanning her face in a sea of dark curls. I dropped to my knees and lapped up her juices, sucked her swollen clit into my mouth, prepared to lick her until she moaned like a slut.
She panted, holding it in, but I wasn’t about to let her. She was going to wail my name, writhe against my tongue, and beg until she couldn’t beg anymore.
Fucking hell, I was lost.
I dipped my fingers inside her and flicked my tongue over her clit in a way I knew would drive her mad. She bucked, ass rising several inches off the bed, and I smiled against her cunt. She let out a shrieking plea, but I rose to my feet before she had the chance to tip over the edge. Leaning over her, I grabbed my belt, thighs pressing into the mattress, and the heat of her skin seared through me. I stared into her eyes—two green orbs that held so much trust—and my hands trembled.
“You know I’d never hurt you, right?”
She nodded.
I lifted her head, wound my belt around her neck, and jerked the leather strap, bringing the back of her skull flush with the mattress. Her mouth formed a surprised O. I couldn’t resist claiming her lips. She jutted her face forward, trying to deepen the kiss, but I yanked the belt and held her down.
“No,” I said, fists gouging the bed to hold me upright. “You’re gonna lay here and take what I give you.” I plunged my tongue into her mouth and battled hers into submission. “Touch yourself for me.”
With a breathless cry, she reached between us and obeyed. My cock brushed the back of her frantic hand. She worked her fingers over her clit so fast, the motion rivaled a vibrator. Whimpers sounded in the back of her throat, and her breasts heaved, nipples pebbling against my chest.
“Alex,” I whispered, my lips trailing across her cheekbone to her ear. “Do you want me inside you?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
“You aren’t getting my cock.”
She let out an adorable growl, and her hand stilled. “Then why am I touching myself?”
“Because I told you to.” I inched back, keeping a firm grasp on the belt. I wanted to wrap my hands around her neck, but I didn’t trust myself with that responsibility yet, especially after the things Jax had told me.
“That’s enough. Hands above your head.” With a groan, she raised her arms again. I overpowered her with the sheer size of my body and settled between her legs, and she eyed my cock as if it were a prize, her tits heaving, tongue darting out to wet her lips. She’d gladly take me in her mouth, and holy hell how I wanted to sink inside that wet, hot place and lose myself. But not if it gave her any satisfaction. I had the job of protecting her, whether she liked it or not.
I folded my fist around the base of my dick and slowly ran up the length, watching her reaction. “Do not move your hands.” I leaned toward her mound, as if I were about to sink inside her, but pumped my cock instead, the tip just inches from her drenched opening.
“Rafe?”
“Shut up and watch me.”
She pressed her lips together, and I worked my shaft, overcome with the need to connect with her in a way other than intense eye contact. I wanted to shove my cock in every part of her—her mouth, cunt…her tight little ass.
I wanted to own her body, command her mind, and make her drunk off me. Shame flushed my skin, swift and hot. I shouldn’t want any of that—she shouldn’t want any of that. Maybe we were both beyond screwed up. Maybe I should just give in because we couldn’t go back after all the shit we’d been through together. Maybe I should say to hell with it, sink inside her, and lose my fucking mind.
Or maybe I should just choke the fuck out of her.
A strangled cry escaped my mouth, and I closed my eyes. Thick cum coated my shaft. I was so close, driven by the need inside me, by the images hurtling through my head of her fighting me, nails digging into my skin, my name tearing from her lips in a silent scream as I took her air.
“Rafe, stop shutting me out. Look at me.”
If I looked at her now, I’d be a goner. My lips tightened, spreading over my teeth, and I groaned—long, hard, guttural—as I spilled onto her mound. The release was so powerful it pulled me under for a few seconds, and my grasp on the belt slipped.
She veered up, pushing against my chest, and licked my shaft with a greedy tongue. My eyes shot open, and she returned my stare, her gaze huge and round and never fucking leaving my face. I thought I was punishing her by withholding, by making her watch me get off on my own, but I’d underestimated her conniving prowess. It was hard to punish someone whose only aim in life was to please.
I yanked her head back to the bed, gripping the leather strap tight, and pushed her dainty fingers between her legs again. “See what you did? You wear my cum like a fucking prize, Alex.”
She pressed a finger over her clit and furrowed a brow. “You’re still angry with me.”
“Damn right I’m angry with you. You drive me fucking crazy.” I slapped her thigh. “Tell me why you’re being punished.”
She moaned, her hand stalling on her clit, and thrashed her head back and forth. A wayward curl fell across her forehead. “I hurt myself.”
“Not just yourself. It kills me to see you like that.” Anger burned through my chest until I shook with it, but I wasn’t really angry at her—I was angry that she felt the need to harm herself.
I was angry that I had to leave her tomorrow in order to keep her safe. She was going to be pissed when she realized I wasn’t bringing her with me. Keeping her far away from Perrone was my top priority, but now she’d given me a new problem to face.
How could I leave her alone, even for a few hours, while Jax and I put our plan into motion? What if she went fucking slice happy on her skin again?
Shit. I’d have to restrain her.
“Alex…” With a sigh, I dropped my head between her tits and slid my hand over hers, into the mixture of our desire for each other. “The next time you feel like you’re gonna break, come to me. I’ll help you break, baby, then I’ll put you back together afterward.” I lifted my head. “No more hiding.”
Her lower lip trembled, and she pulled it between her teeth.
“Say it, Alex.”
“No more hiding. I’ll come to you. I promise.”