“Prove it.” When I bit his bottom lip, he scooped me up and hauled me onto his shoulder in a fireman carry, heading down the hallway toward his room.
This was exactly the distraction I needed after the phone call I’d had with Turner.
“Prove it, huh? Don’t you worry, sweetheart... I’m going to do just that.” He slapped my ass hard, the sting of pain making me cry out even as it mellowed into a sweet euphoria that had me hoping for more.
Fucking hell... I’d missed this so much.
Dane could be so sweet, and even reserved at times, intelligent and thoughtful. But then there were other times when he let the passion between us take over and he took control, leaving me at his mercy—which I absolutely loved.
He laid me down on his bed and knelt by my side, making quick work of the button and zipper on my jeans. Hauling them off my body, my lace undies went along for the ride, so that I was now lying before him completely naked. But before I even realized what he was up to, he grabbed my hips and flipped me onto all fours, his hand falling against my ass cheek with a stinging slap.
I cursed him even as he ran a soothing hand over my skin. “Do you want me to stop?”
“Did I say I did?” I gave him a defiant look over my shoulder, taunting him with the hopes of more.
“Cheeky girl.” The next slap fell across my other ass cheek, the stinging warmth making my pussy gush—which Dane soon found out when he ran his fingers against my slick folds, teasing my entrance. “You’re so fucking wet, Rae...”
“So, what are you going to do about it?” My eyes locked on his, daring him to take things further. It’d been so long since we played like this, and after the day I’d had, I needed this. I needed the distraction, and Dane’s sweet and gentle side wasn’t going to cut it.
Dane trailed his fingers up my spine, grabbing my hair and wrapping it around his fist before pulling my head back, forcing my back to arch as he leaned in and pressed his stubbled cheek against mine, his words warm over my cheek. “Baby girl...” Tightening his hold on my hair, he slapped my ass again with his free hand, the white-hot sting making me gasp and curse him, even as I silently begged him for more. “You’re in no position to dictate if and when I’ll be fucking you.”
“Is that so?” I groaned, knowing this game too. Because Dane was more than capable of leaving me teetering on the edge of coming until I was left begging him for some relief.
Several more slaps landed across my ass in rapid succession, setting each cheek on fire, and leaving me desperate for Dane to fuck me. Not that he would. Not yet anyway.
He kissed my cheek and then let my hair slip free through his hand as I flipped myself over onto my back, my ass still stinging. With his eyes locked on mine, I watched as he yanked his t-shirt up over his head, exposing his muscular arms and washboard abs.
“Like what you see, babe?”
“I’d like it even better if you were wearing less. After all, seems a little unfair that I’m the only one naked.” I had four years to make up for, and now that I’d given up on hating Dane, I might as well make the most of our time together.
“Don’t you worry... I’ll be naked before long.” Dane undid his belt and pulled it free of his jeans, as my heartbeat skittered out of control.
It had been awhile, but I knew what was coming. He grabbed my hands and lifted them up over my head, binding my hands to his sturdy headboard with his belt. And though I struggled and fought him, we both knew I was loving every minute of it.
Now that there was little chance of me escaping, he took his time and finished ridding himself of his clothes, before straddling my waist. His cock was huge and erect, making it impossible to keep my eyes from drifting over to it. But then he leaned forward and caught my mouth in a brutal kiss, demanding my attention. His tongue bullied mine as I moaned into his mouth and struggled against my bindings, desperate to stroke him.
But he then broke away from our kiss and grabbed his cock, propping himself on the headboard as he leaned forward and brushed it against my lips, smearing them with his pre-cum. My tongue darted out to taste and tease him, as he groaned and tilted his hips forward even as I leaned in, sucking him eagerly. “Fuck, Avery...that feels so good.”
My needy moans hummed against his cock as I took him deep, wanting more of him as I worked my lips and tongue up and down his shaft, even as I struggled against the leather, taut around my wrists, desperate to stroke him.
As if unable to hold back, he fucked my mouth, forcing me to take more and more with each pass, his cock thick and hard as my needy moans vibrated against his shaft. My head was spinning with the intensity of it, and I loved that he was taking complete control and that I was at his mercy.
But as our pace quickened, it became clear that he wasn’t going to last much longer, and that only spurred me on, wanting nothing more than to taste him on my tongue and watch him lose control as I pushed him over the edge. I sucked him harder, my cheeks hollowing as I took him deeper, my eyes watering as he hit the back of my throat—and that was all it took to unleash his orgasm.
“Avery...” My name fell from his lips as he groaned, shooting his salty cum down my throat, forcing me to swallow every last drop before he finally pulled free of my lips, my breathing heavy. “I fucking love you... I always have—I always will.”
“I love you too, Dane.” I just hoped this wouldn’t end badly when everything finally came to light.
Shifting his body so he now lay by my side, he let his fingers trail over my skin, teasing me as he kissed me, and then nipped his way down the length of my neck to my shoulder. He pinched my nipple hard enough to make me gasp, my back arching as I offered myself up to him and struggled against the tightening leather, loving the feel of being restrained as Dane did whatever he wanted to my willing body.
Yet I knew he’d do little more than tease me until he’d had a chance to recover, having just come. Not that he wasn’t fully capable of making me come repeatedly without ever fucking me. And given that I was still making up for my four years of celibacy, my body was ripe for the taking.
“You’re mine, Avery. No one else gets to touch you. Am I making myself clear?” He growled out his possessive words against my skin, demanding an answer.
Except that I wasn’t necessarily in a compliant mood, even if I was just teasing him.
“No one at all?” I couldn’t help the humor in my voice. “Dang it. And here I was hoping for a threesome.”