“Because no one wants me, so why would you?”
“You have such a fucking low opinion of yourself it pisses me off.” His blue eyes blazed, surprising me.
“What?”
“You are so fucking sexy, Lila, that all I can think of doing right now is bending you over that table and slamming into you again and again. Hard. My cock is like fucking steel at the thought of being inside you again. You need to be punished for making me want you this much.”
With a wicked glint in his eyes, his gaze roamed over my body, making my * twitch at the thought. I stared back at him in disbelief. Once again, words foreign to me were falling from his lips. He took a few menacing steps toward me, much like a predator, and I drew in a ragged breath. My body was heating up and high on the anticipation of what he would do to me. I wanted him to lay claim to me again, mark me.
“Fuck!” he yelled, breaking our trance and pacing again. “What the fuck is it about you?”
Nathan turned to face me. His tortured expression indicating his mood was shifting, once again. I never knew what to expect from him.
“I. Don’t. Want. You.” He spat as he accentuated each word. I cringed as his harsh words forced open cracks. “And you really don’t want me. No one should want me. I’m not a fucking catch, I’m a fucking…”
His fist pulled back as if he was going to punch something, but I lunged out and grabbed it, then with all my strength, pushed him against the wall.
He was stunned, staring down at me with wide eyes. My lips were inches from his, taunting him, playing him back. His expression was one of wariness.
“You think you forced yourself on me? Well, how about a little payback then?”
I dropped down to my knees in front of him and began undoing his pants, driven by the growing need to have him again.
“Shit!” he exclaimed as I pulled his hard cock from its confines. His hands slapped against the wall, palms flat, bracing himself.
His legs were locked in preparation for my mouth. I looked up and found his gaze focused down on me, unblinking and lust filled. His eyes were wide from the anticipation of what I was going to do to him. He was long, thick, and deliciously hard. My * gushed at the vision of perfection before me, and I leaned forward, wrapping my lips around the leaking head before taking in as much of him as I was able.
“Fuck, fuck!” His hands moved from the wall and fisted in my hair.
I attempted to work him all the way in, but it didn’t happen and was going to take further practice. My tongue pressed against the vein on the underside of his cock as I moved back up, sucking on the tip.
The action triggered the dirty words I’d gotten a peek of. He had no idea how much they turned me on. I loved it.
“Shit, that’s it, baby. Fuck, you are such a good little cock sucker.”
My head bobbed up and down his length, and he watched with rapt attention; eyes dark, and hooded. I moaned around him, the sensation causing his lips to part in ecstasy.
“You can’t stop yourself from craving my dick, can you? It’s all you can think about, isn’t it?”
His hips began to rock, pushing him deeper, almost all the way in. His hands in my hair began to push and pull me up and down his length so he could fuck my mouth. My panties were drenched.
“You have such a hot, wet, little mouth.” He groaned and then slowed his movements as he tried to push my head down, taking my mouth all the way to the base. I choked around him, the intrusion foreign. His sexual aggression was sparking something inside me that had been festering for a long time. “Fuck, I’m all the way in…feels so damn good. You love it, don’t you? You love sucking me off like a little cock slut.”