“Fuck me, Thomas. Right now.” I almost said please, but that wasn’t my style.
“Gladly,” he growled and flipped me on my back. “Tonight, I’m fucking you like this, Sadie. Face to face.”
My eyes widened in shock at his words. I preferred it when he fucked me on all fours, which he damn well knew.
“Thomas,” I protested.
“Non-negotiable,” he growled and thrust his cock deep. “Fuck, I love this pussy. She’s always so tight and so fucking wet for me.”
If I wasn’t a grown-ass woman, I might be embarrassed by just how wet I was, by the sounds of my wetness as he thrust deep, his balls smacking against my wet skin with every stroke.
“I should sit on your face more often. Your cock is so fucking hard.”
“That’s all you,” he grunted when my pussy clamped around him. “Oh, yeah. Fuck.”
I rolled my eyes and in response, he leaned forward and kissed me, long and hard, while he fucked me slow and deep. The kiss made me breathless. And wary. I didn’t like how I felt, even though I couldn’t put a name to it, I just knew that it was un-fucking-comfortable and I didn’t appreciate that.
“Harder,” I growled when I—reluctantly—tore my mouth from his.
“Look at me,” he demanded and when I did, what I saw shocked me. His tone was serious, his gaze demanding. “Yeah, that’s better.”
“Better?”
He nodded and smiled. He smiled, while he fucked me. “I want you to see me, to hear me.”
“Oh, I hear you,” I told him sarcastically. “The bears hear you too.”
“Good,” he grunted and pushed down on my thighs, sinking even deeper inside of me. “You are so fucking strong, Sadie. It’s one of my favorite things about you.”
My eyes closed, and his hips stopped and didn’t start again until I looked at him.
“That’s right.” He flashed a satisfied smile and pumped into me, hard and fast strokes that sent goosebumps flying up and down my skin. “You’re not just strong and tough, you’re smart as fuck, Sadie. You are a fucking badass.”
“I need a fuck, Thomas, not a pep talk.”
“Too. Fucking. Bad.” Each word came with a rough, deep thrust. “You need both.” One hand slid up my stomach and stopped to tweak a nipple.
“You need to reclaim the woman you once were, the smart-ass bitch who knew what she wanted in the world.”
He rolled the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger, hard enough that I cried out, and my cunt pulsed around him.
“The woman who had ideas of what she would do with all the power she’s amassed. That’s who the fuck you are, Sadie Rose.”
I shook my head and slammed my eyes shut against his words. I didn’t want to hear them.
“A fuck Thomas, that’s all I want. What I need.”
He cut off my words with a hand to my throat, holding me just tight enough that I couldn’t move, couldn’t contradict him.
Thomas stared down at me; his gaze so intense my insides fluttered. I was so wet, so fucking turned on by him that it confused me. I didn’t go in for that rah-rah bullshit, not when I was a young girl and certainly not now.
His hips slowed, and he fucked me in deep strokes that would have reached my soul if I still had one. It was, hands down, the most erotic fuck of my life. He pulled another orgasm from me and pounded harder, deeper, triggering another.
I came and came and then came again. He’d wrung every fucking ounce of pleasure he could from my body. So much so that I’d passed out mid-orgasm.
I don’t know what time it was when I came to, but the sky was black except for all the stars glittering in the sky, and the low moon lit up the bedroom like a fucking movie set. I crept from Thomas’ embrace, from the bed and the bedroom. Downstairs, the view of the stars was perfect from the picture window.
When was the last time I looked up and saw anything of beauty? Anything worth appreciating?
Never.
I didn’t give into fits of longing or fairytale thoughts, but I’d been known to give in to bouts of introspection, and right now, all I could think about was Thomas’ words. They were heartfelt, sure, but more than that, Thomas spoke with such intensity, such certainty that I could still become that girl who wanted to do more than just be an underworld queen-pin.
It almost made me want to be that woman.
Even though it wasn’t his place to say what he had, to speak to me that way, he was right, goddammit. I had plans, big ones. And those plans would allow me to be even more than I was today.
I inhaled deeply and let out a long breath. I knew what I had to do.
A flicker of lights in the distance put me on edge, and I’d learned a long time ago to pay attention to the details.