"No, it's too late for that." He replied rasping his words as he lay back on the bed releasing my foot in the process. "Make me want you Syn."
I fought for strength as I watched his eyes search my face carefully. I exhaled a shaky breath and then placed my hand on either side of his hips as I climbed onto the bed to sit on my knees above him. His hands came up and cupped my hips as he watched me straddled his hips.
I could smell him, the exquisite smell of male, rich and toxic to my hormones. His mouth turned up in the corners, his roguish smile back in place as he watched me through hooded eyes. One hand pulled away and he snapped his fingers making the song restart.
I moved my hips slowly and sensually as his hand came back down to rest on it. This was just a job, another one. I could get through this. I brought my hands up caressing my breasts which got a curse from his lips, empowering my inner vixen.
He wanted a show? I'd give him one he wouldn’t soon forget. I dropped down slowly, temping him with what he knew was bare beneath the skirt's flimsy material. My hands rose to my hair, removing the ponytail, letting it fall sensually down my back. I leaned over him placing my hands between his head on both sides bringing my face close to his.
His eyes never left mine. I heard his quick intake of breath as my lips lowered to a hairsbreadth from his own. My tongue snaked out to lick his full upper lip, slowly, eagerly. I dropped the last inch rubbing against him, which was a mistake.
I was sex starved and he was sex incarnate. His hands released my hips, one went to the back of my neck holding me in place (as if the thought of escape had even crossed my mind since touching him) while the other cupped my ass and pushed me down on his full, hard erection.
His kiss was searching. His lips touched and found mine, gently at first and then demanding as we lost the fight. Colliding together like two cars out of control in a head on collision. One minute I was above him and the next I was beneath him as he devoured my mouth hungrily, intensely, savagely.
Together we were explosive, I gave him back as much as he was giving me. The demand I felt in my body was complete and naked need. Intense and erotic. He ground his huge erection against my naked core, until I could feel the storm building inside of me. I wanted him, I wanted him in this moment unlike I had ever wanted anything else.
I called his name over and over as it built inside of me until I thought I would break into a million pieces but his feral growl was low and harsh as he pushed me off of him and stood up, backing away. It was a reality check, his breathing was as labored as my own, the need inside of me winning over self-preservation. I fought to catch my breath, my chest heaving with both breasts exposed to him. My hands shook violently as I righted my clothes and fought to control the urge to reach down and finish the job myself.
One touch and I would explode, one touch and I’d come for him.
"If you do that to anyone and I mean anyone else Syn, I will lock you up inside this fucking room. That wasn't dancing, not by any fucking means." He paused turning his full hungry Fae eyes in my direction.
I was angry, at myself, at him—at this entire situation. "You Fae-fucked me."
I was thrown back on to the bed before I knew he'd even moved. His hands caressed my body as his mouth crashed against mine and every thought that had been inside my head was gone. I had one need and it was to please him, to give him what he needed of me.
His cock pushed against his jeans and I wanted it inside of me. I told him so, begged him to give it to me. Even as my mind screamed somewhere deep in the recesses deep inside where I was still myself to fight him off. My body refused to listen and I instantly knew the difference.
The first time had been me—giving in to the hormones, this time—this time it was him. I felt the storm building again, violently and painfully. His body vibrated with his need and the sensation was intoxicating. I cried out as I exploded, my body shaking, legs trembling, my eyes open but sightless as I watched a multitude of colors explode where his face had been.
“I could bury my cock inside of you right now Pet you’d allow it wouldn’t you?” He growled.
“Yes,” I whispered knowing only one thing. I needed him, now.
“I could part this sweet * and bury myself inside of you and you’d fucking take every inch I offered while begging for more. Wouldn’t you Pet.”
“Yes,” I replied pleading, as I shook my head.