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The darkness in my apartment wasn't at all comforting as I unlocked the door and walked in. Erik was right. Knowing him was dangerous, and here I was, spouting loudly about him killing people on the stairs of a public library.
"No wonder he doesn't want anything to do with you." I dropped my purse and keys by the door and walked to my bedroom, unbuttoning my shirt and slipping my skirt over my legs until it hit the ground. I reached up and ran my fingers through my hair as I flipped on the light in my bedroom and screamed.
"What? I got here first." Erik shrugged and gave me a sexy smile. "You didn't really think I was going to pass up pasta did you?"
"Get out." I covered my breasts with one arm and my panties with my free hand. "You made me feel like an idiot. I can handle a lot, but not-"
"Not happening." He got up and crossed the room like a hungry lion, his eyes running down my body, his voice deep, ominous. "Dinner can happen later."
"Erik. I'm serious. I can't do this." I reached for him as he picked me up and pressed me to the wall beside my bedroom door. The thick press of his hard body against mine was bliss, but nothing compared to his strong hands running down my sides, cupping the bottom of my ass and playing with the edge of my panties.
"You're not doing anything but what comes naturally to you, Grace. Stop thinking so goddamn much. Lust is power. Use it, kitten." He brushed his nose up the length of my neck and ground into me. "Feel how hard you make me? You get to relieve me of that tonight. I'm going to open up every sweet part of your tight little body and mark it as my own."
"Fuck," I whined and pressed my mouth to the side of his neck as he ran his fingers down my soft skin, dipping into my wetness and rolling his hips as he held me against the wall. "I hate you for making me want this so bad."
"No you don't, and you don't want this." He chuckled low in his chest and walked to the bed, dropping me roughly on my back. "You want me." He reached down and tugged at the front of my bra until my nipples peeked above the lacy white material. "So beautiful, angel." He ran his thumbs over my buds and squeezed softly while licking his lips.
"Erik. I don't know if I'm ready for this. I want you, but..." I closed my eyes and lifted my chin as indecision raced through me. Whores opened their legs for strange men. I was quickly becoming one, or so my mother would have classified me.
"Open your eyes and watch me, Grace." He reached down and squeezed the base of my throat as my eyes fluttered open. He had to be the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. He was going to love me and leave me. And if I were anything like my mother, I'd get pregnant the first time.
"Do you have a condom?" My voice was nothing more than a scared whisper.
"Of course I do." He smiled and leaned over the top of me, pressing his body against mine. "Relax. I love to tease you because you let me. If you were a little more aggressive with me-"
"You wouldn't put up with that." I wrapped my legs around his taut waist and reached up to run my fingers down his short black beard, letting the hairs tickle my fingers. "I want to kiss you so bad." I licked my lips and searched his eyes for an invitation, finding none.
"I already told you the rules." He kissed the tip of my nose and moved down my chest, licking at my breasts as he pulled my hands far above my head and gripped my wrists tightly. "Keep your hands up here. Tonight's my night. Got it?"
His steely gaze bore deep inside of me, and I nodded, too scared to speak. I had no clue how childish or spooked I might sound. I was having trouble breathing as it were.
"Don't hurt me," I whispered roughly as he glanced back up from licking at my stomach.
"That's not something you have to worry about." He moved down and licked at the sides of my panties, dipping his tongue into my center and groaning low in his chest. "I'd never hurt you."
"Good," I whimpered and dropped my knees fully to the side. "I wish I were more experienced."
"I don't." He moved down on his knees at the bottom of the bed and pulled my panties off slowly, his eyes locked onto my body. "This is my moment to have, my gift to unwrap."
A soft sigh left me as he ran a strong hand up my stomach, through my breasts and cupped my face. His free hand cupped my mound while he moved his fingers back and forth until they were nestled against my entrance.
His lips were soft against my hip as he bathed me with his tongue.
A moan rolled off my tongue as one of his thick fingers pressed into my heat, opening me. "I'm scared."
"Don't be." He glanced up and smiled, his dark demeanor fading a little.
He captured my heart as he moved back up my body and laid beside me, curling around me as he pumped his middle finger in and out of my body.
"Please kiss me." I turned to face him and touched the side of his face.
"Tell me if I hurt you, Grace." He pressed another finger inside of me and leaned down brushing his nose by mine. "I wanna taste every inch of you, but first we start here."
I moaned loudly and closed my eyes, turning away from him and trying to assess if I were lost in pleasure or pain. "It's too much."
"No, it's not, baby. You're more than ready for my cock, Grace." He licked the side of my throat and nipped at my ear. "Let me open you up, kitten."
"Erik," I cried out and reached for him as he moved down the bed, stood up and pulled his shirt off. He turned to face me as he worked his jeans over his hips and ran his hand down the length of his cock.
"Like what you see?" He smiled and tore the rubber packet open with his teeth. "We're gonna wedge all nine inches inside you tonight."
"No." I sat up and reached for him. "I'm not ready."
"You’re ready when I say you are, kitten." He leaned down and brushed his fingers down the side of my face. "Fuck, you're beautiful. You almost make my heart stop every time I see you." He crawled onto the bed with me, forcing me back. Soft tanned skin stretched across miles of thick muscle, captivating me as I ran my hands down his side and around his back to squeeze his ass.
"You're a liar," I mumbled against his chest and glanced down the line of our bodies as he lifted up. There was no way in hell he was fitting inside of me. No way.
"I'm a lot of things." He took his cock in his hand and brushed the thick head through my folds, teasing me as I jerked beneath him. "But a liar ain't one of them."
"Wait." I gripped his shoulders as my breathing got off. "What if I can't do this?"
He laughed and pressed into me a little before laying down and kissing the side of my face up to my ear. "You're already doing it, Grace. I feel like a fucking teenage boy again. I'm almost shaking, baby."
"You are not." I laughed and clenched as he pressed in deeper. The battle between pleasure and pain started deep inside of me.
"Grace. Relax and let me in." He rocked forward, and I cried out in pain. "Shhhh..." He brushed my hair back. "Wrap your legs around my waist and stop waiting for something horrible to happen. I'm being careful this time. Take advantage of it."
I closed my eyes and let out a long exhale as he pushed in farther, his hips bumping against mine as he groaned low in his chest. "I want you so bad. I want to be so good for you."
"You're so deliciously tight, pretty girl." He brushed my hair from my forehead and rocked deep inside of me as I tried to catch my breath. "Grace. Open your eyes and look at me. I wanna watch you come."
"I can't come. It's too much." I tensed again before the soft press of his lips against mine forced everything to dissipate.
I moaned and opened my mouth as his tongue slid along mine. The delicious taste of him was enough to melt me. I rolled my hips and reached up to clasp the back of his head, running my nails through his hair as he pulled his thick cock from me and forced it in again.
Pleasure bubbled in my stomach as he made love to my mouth and body, his own willingness to sacrifice comfort met with my own.
I wanted more. Faster like he'd done with his fingers.
"More," I whimpered against his lips.
"Good girl." He licked at my mouth and lifted up to press in deeper as I let out a long groan. "Come for me, baby." He moved to his knees and gripped my legs, pulling them up as he used long, slow strokes to force me toward orgasm.
"Oh fuck," I turned my face to the side and gripped the sheets as the world exploded, leaving me to cry out in long screams as my body shook. I'd experienced a few orgasms before, but nothing like this.
"Hell yeah, Grace." He pressed his body against mine and reached down between the bed and me, cupping my ass and fucking me harder and faster as he tucked his face against my neck. "I'm not gonna last. You're too tight, kitten."
I love you, sat on the tip of my tongue, but I pursed my lips and held him tightly to me, rubbing his back as he cried out and emptied himself inside of me.
"So good," I whispered against the side of his face, hoping that he would turn and kiss me.
"Perfect. You're so damn perfect." He moved up and ran his thumb over my cheek before leaning down and brushing his lips against mine. "Your body belongs to me. No one else touches it. Not ever. You understand?"
The promise of pain in his eyes mixed with the darkness in his voice scared me a little.
"I understand." I reached up and touched the side of his handsome face, pulling him into a long kiss. "Stay with me tonight."
"No, Grace. I want your body, kitten. The rest is too dangerous." He kissed the tip of my nose and rolled off of me, walking to the bathroom and leaving a few minutes later.
I got what I deserved. I'd danced with the devil, and he'd used me and left.
And he would again and again and again.