Stalk Her (Unlocked Desire)

He thrusts a finger inside me, driving in and out gently before adding another, and this time the thrusts are more intense, more urgent. He demands me to feel him in me. His thumb circles my clit, and my legs give out, but Vance holds me up with one arm. “Does that feel good, baby girl?”

My breathing is labored. I'm lost in the feelings of his fingers inside me. “Yes. Please don’t stop.” At my please, he yanks his fingers out of me, leaving me a crumpled mess in his arms. I feel pissed, frustrated, utterly out of control. “Why the hell did you stop?”

Vance takes his wet fingers and spreads my juice on my lips like a chapstick before he bends down and takes my mouth with his, his tongue slipping out to taste me. “You taste mighty fine, Little Bird.” He offers the two fingers that were in me a moment ago, and I open my mouth, accepting them greedily. I suck them like they are the last things I’ll ever have in my mouth, licking and cleaning them properly. Vance’s blue eyes are now hooded, and a slow smile curls his lips. “Looks like you’re good at sucking, Little Bird. You think you can handle more?”

“I want you, all of you. The good and the bad. I can take it.”

His fingers sweep through my hair before he fists it and jerks. I am transfixed by the expression in his eyes, heated, forceful, and full of danger. I am a deer caught in the headlights, frozen by his stare, but I am also powerful because the woman he desperately wants is me and only me. Vance’s nostrils flare, and a growl unleashes from his lips as if he knows the power I hold. It’s a challenge, and he is accepting it. “Don’t be so assured, sweetheart. I’m gonna wreck you.” His words are vile and there is no warmth in them, but his eyes soften as he gazes at me. I know I am safe with him and always will be. He’s giving me exactly what I asked for, him without the mask, the real Vance. “On your knees.”

Chapter 13

VANCE

I am an asshole.

This girl is all I can think about, and here I am getting her to act like a complete whore for me, but the thing is, she seems to want it. The look in her eyes when I pull her hair back is pure heat.

She falls to her knees, her pretty eyes peering up at me. My dick twitches. I’ve never been this hard for a girl in my entire life. There’s something about Clarissa that drives every part of me mad, my dick included.

Her mouth falls open to speak, but I ram my cock in there.

Fuck!

The warmth of her mouth engulfs me, burning me to the very core. I peer down at her, my fingers tangled in her jet black hair. I should have fuckin’ had her lying on the bed with my tongue on her sweet cunt, treating her like a queen. I don’t know why I am doing this, but shit, I am so turned on that a part of me doesn’t care. There will be a ton of time to fuck her like she’s my good girl. Right now, I need her to be my whore.

“Eyes on me, Little Bird.”

She glances up at me, her eyes hooded and full of lust, and I’m a goner. My fucking heart beats so fast, I might have a heart attack. The way she licks my cock like it’s her favorite lollipop flavor sends shivers down my spin. Death by blow job. Not a bad way to go if I croaked right here in Clarissa’s mouth. She bends so easily for me, and I know I would do anything for her. She could fucking ruin me, and I wouldn’t give a damn. I fist her raven hair in my hands. It’s so soft—one could say some sappy shit, like it feels like clouds. I need to get some control back. To the naked eye, it might look like I'm in charge but we both know she is the one in the driver's seat. From the moment I saw her, she had all the control and I was left at her mercy. She’s so fucking beautiful.

I pull her head, holding my cock still in her mouth, just enjoying her pretty lips covering my dick like a warm blanket. I push in and out slowly, just watching her. She squeezes her legs together, trying to give herself some relief. But I’m not having any of that. I want her like a bitch in heat, so mad with lust that all she can think about is my cock, mouth, and fingers. I push my foot between her thighs, pressing my toes to her pussy, before I nudge her legs apart. “Open your legs. If you do a good job slobbering on my dick, I might let you come.”