Steele felt her move and stepped back. Not letting her go, he watched as she pulled the tie around her waist open and let it fall. The robe opened up, and he could see her * and the curves of her breasts. Letting her go, he stood there while she let it fall from her shoulders and join the tie on the floor. Steele knew that he was in real trouble here.
“You can’t eat me, if that’s what you really want. I’ll mark you with my juices.” Steele looked at her to see if she was kidding. “It’s the same with your semen. It’s a marker. And I know how much you don’t want that to happen.”
His mouth watered to taste her. Licking his lips, he wondered how much he’d have to take for it to be too much. Then he realized that he’d never stop once he started. The thought of drinking from her, fucking her * with his tongue, nearly made him say fuck it all and drop to his knees in front of her.
“I need to be inside of you.” She nodded and moved to the bed. Her naked ass was just as gorgeous as her front. When she lay over the bed, he moved toward her like she’d tied a string around him and led him to her. But when she spread her legs, slid her hands over her body, he knew the real meaning of torture. He tore his shirt over his head as he watched her touch herself.
“Do you have condoms?” He nodded and pulled them from his pocket as he took off his belt. He tossed them to her. The long strip of them lay over her body like a brand, and he wanted to snatch them back. She picked them up and tore one off before taking it to her mouth. She had it opened before he got his pants off.
She slid it over him. His cock, so painfully full, seemed to have a mind of his own as he moved to her mouth. Pulling back, he found that he wanted to fuck her mouth more than he did anything, but she reminded him about him coming. When she lay back again, he moved to settle between her thighs and looked at the bounty before him.
“Izzy said you were hurt.” She nodded and moaned when she cupped her breast. “Are you? Hurt?”
“I shifted. That took care of them. I’m fine.” She looked up at him, and he could see her desire. “Are you going to fuck me or not?”
He moved over her, and fisting his cock so he wouldn’t hurt himself, he slid the tip over her heat and was disappointed not to feel the wetness over his cock. She moaned again and again, and he moved deeper into her until she lifted her hips to take more of him. Steele couldn’t wait any longer and filled her with his cock.
She was so tight around him that he had to breathe twice before he chanced moving. When she rolled her hips up to meet his thrusts, he quickened his pace until he felt as if he were going to explode at any second. The moment her mouth moved over his throat, her teeth scraped him gently, and he felt his balls tighten to his body, ready for her bite. But when she turned her head from him and wouldn’t look at him, Steele knew that he’d missed something so profound that he’d regret it forever. As soon as he came, pounding her as hard as he could, she cried out, her fist into her mouth keeping the sound buried deeply within her. He found himself disappointed in that, wanting to hear her scream as she released. Steele dropped over her as she went limp beneath him.
Steele rolled to his back and took her with him. She didn’t move when he reached over and pulled the cover over them both. He closed his eyes, wondering why he felt no satisfaction in what they’d just done. He’d come, hard as a matter of fact, but he knew something was missing. When she moved as if she was going to leave him, he pulled her to his body and held her, not having a clue why her leaving him right now scared him.
“I want a shower.” He heard the words and their meaning tangled up with his confusion, and he was pissed. Before she could move off his body, he rolled her to her back and fucked her hard twice before lifting his head.
“We’ll be finished when I say we are.” He slammed deep into her again. “And when we’re done, then you can wash me off you all you want.”
He pulled from her body then, his cock so full, so ready to empty that he nearly took her again. But the condom was full, and he wanted to teach her a lesson. Moving from the bed and her, he pulled his pants up from the floor and took them to the bathroom with him. He didn’t let go of what he was feeling until he turned the lock. Then he leaned on the counter and tried to think.
He was being unreasonable. Not only that, but he wasn’t sure what had happened to make him this pissed. Lifting his head, he looked in the mirror at his still bruised face and wondered if he went back out there, would she hurt him again.