It would have been okay if he wasn’t in the middle of a business call with Jesse, which he cut short to follow me around for four miles. More than once, I made up my mind to make him stop, but then I remembered how exhausting fighting with him could be, so I decided to ride it out and see how long it’d last.
Saturday morning came and I was feeling restless, so I hunted down Keiran in the basement doing sit-ups.
“Hey,” I greeted. He paused long enough to take me in with his hot gaze before pumping out his last set. “How about we play one-on-one?”
Over the years, he taught me about the game. I still couldn’t beat him, but I was able to score on him and make him work for the win.
He flipped onto his hands and began pushing his body up and down. I tried to become fixated on his flexing muscles or his strong back.
“You bored?” he grunted as he continued pushing.
“Kind of. I’m all studied out.”
“I was thinking”—push—”we could—”push—”visit Laurie and the girls today.”
“Oh. Yeah, sure. I’m sorry I forgot.” Watching him, it was amazing I was still able to form a complete thought.
“I noticed.” He finally stopped the erotic torture show and stood up to regard me with knowing eyes. “See something you want?”
“What are you talking about, Masters? I already own you.” I flashed him a cocky grin.
“Yeah?” The change in his voice was my only warning. He pushed me, none too gently, against the wall, causing the shelves to rattle and brought his body flush with mine. “Then show me, baby.”
I didn’t hesitate and did something he’d never expect. I wrapped my hand around his throat and pulled his head down until I could reach his lips. He leaned forward to take my lips so I tightened my grip around his neck.
“You kiss me when I say. Not before.”
“Lake.” It was a warning not to push this game too far. His molten gaze might have been filled with anger, but the hardness pressed against my stomach told me he was more than interested.
“Shhh. Don’t speak. Just feel.” I finally gave in because my submissive subconscious demanded it. He tasted like fresh morning, mint, and cool blue Gatorade. I pulled away only when I felt myself losing control and lifted his shirt I’d worn to bed. I shivered from the cool air of the basement and tied a knot to keep it at my waist. He eyed my naked pussy and hips, and I could have sworn he stopped breathing completely. The only sign of life came from his fists clenching at his side. I knew he was struggling with restraint and hid my smile. I never knew it would be this fun to control him.
To reward his good behavior, I reached inside his shorts and watched his eyes darken as I gripped his cock, stroking and teasing.
“I know what you want.”
“I doubt that,” he countered smoothly despite the pounding beat of his heart vibrating within his impressive chest. I took his flat nipple in my mouth, biting hard and enjoying his wince from the pain.
“You mean you don’t want to fuck me?”
“I want to do more than that. I want to consume you completely until you need me just to be.” He leaned down until his lips rested against my ear. “Enjoy your power while it lasts, little mouse, because I will consume you.” He straightened and challenged me with his gaze to continue our game.
“Lift my leg,” I ordered calmly without giving my true feelings away. I prayed he hadn’t noticed my shaking body when he wrapped my leg around his waist. I tugged his cock from his shorts and used him to tease my clit.
Up and down, I used the length of his cock to pleasure me.
Pre-cum escaped the head of his cock, mixing with my own arousal. Before long, his hips began to move, adding to my pleasure.
“Fuck,” I groaned when the friction became too much. The leg that touched the floor began to shake uncontrollably signaling my undoing. His grip on me tightened and then I was lifted. He hooked my legs in the crook of his arms and took over our mutual torture using his hips.
“God. I need…”
“Just give the command,” he reminded.
“Fu—fuck me, please.”
He didn’t hesitate to obey, slamming inside of me without mercy—determined to take what we both needed. The force once again rattled the shelves next to us. A knick-knack that didn’t belong to us toppled to the floor.
It wasn’t enough to stop the frenzy of his powerful hips as he forced me to take everything he promised to give. My cries echoed around us as I desperately clung to him.
I needed more.
I was still in control, wasn’t I?
“If you’re going to fuck me then fuck me,” I challenged. “Don’t hold back.”
His body jerked, and he stopped moving inside me. He looked at me for only a split second and then he moved.
His hand around my nape surprised me, but I definitely wasn’t prepared to be tossed on the floor like garbage. I landed on my hands, and the impact vibrated through my hands and up my arms.
I didn’t have time to recover before he was on me.
My hips were lifted in the air.
He forced his way inside me once again.
The impact was enough to steal my breath away, and I loved every second of it.