She pushed away from the wall and let her hands fall, wanting more contact with his body, but he grabbed her arms and slapped her hands against the wall again.
Furious, she pushed back against him and whirled around. “Don’t manhandle me!” she snapped.
Quickly, he captured her wrists and held them above her head with one hand. With the other, he brushed his knuckles over her pussy, and despite herself,
she moaned as pleasured cascaded through her.
“It looks to me like you like being manhandled,” he muttered as he captured her mouth for a quick, open kiss.
It wasn’t fair that he could control her body with just one touch. She wanted to drive him just as wild, but she could barely think, let alone act, when she was so bound to him.
He trailed his lips down her neck and over her chest until he could roll his tongue across her taut nipple. Sensitive there, she arched her back and cried out. He finally released her wrists—but only so he could move lower. As he knelt in front of her, all she could think about was her aching need. If he didn’t give her the release she so desperately craved, she feared that she might lose her mind.
“Rashid,” she moaned. “Please.”
“Tell me that you want this,” he growled as he slowly tugged her panties down her legs.
She glared at him. “You are so going to pay for this.”
With a small chuckle, he kissed her inner thigh. “So is that a no?”
The sight of his lips on her bare skin was almost too erotic for her to handle. She thought she might explode, so she shut her eyes and bit her bottom lip.
He continued to torment her until she finally lost it. “I want it. Please. Lick me, Rashid. Make me come.”
Her voice was so breathy that she almost didn’t recognize herself as the woman begging for him.
Something must have snapped in him as well. He attacked her with his tongue and lapped at her most sensitive part until she was whimpering and squirming against him. Pleasure shot through her, and when she finally broke, it was with a guttural moan. She lost control of her entire body as she shook and sagged against the wall. Had he not stood upright and caught her, she would have fallen straight to the floor.
“I’ve got you,” he whispered in her ear as he lifted her. He pressed his lips to hers, and she could taste herself on his tongue. It was dirty and sexy, and it warmed her body all over again.
God help her, she was going to die before the night was over.
He carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed. In the darkness, she could hear him undressing, and her heart quickened.
Now that she’d gotten that first orgasm out of the way, she could focus. She was going to take control of the situation.
When he returned to the bed, she was ready for him. This time, she was the aggressor, kissing him and licking at his skin as she pushed him down and straddled him.
“Insatiable,” he chuckled. The word was followed by a little gasp as she bit into his shoulder. “Watch the teeth,” he warned.
“Then be quiet,” she said in a sultry voice. He reached up to grab her arms, but she shoved him away. “No touching.”
“Are you trying to tell me what to do in my own bed?”
“Behave yourself so I can have a little taste,” she teased as she reached down and wrapped her fist around him.
He pulsed and throbbed in the palm of her hand, and his hips jumped. When he had no witty retort, her confidence grew, and she slithered down his body.
She suspected that he’d be a walking wet-dream, and she was right. He was all muscle and glorious dark skin beneath his expensive suits. She could spend hours exploring him, but she knew that they didn’t have that kind of time.
Not tonight, at least. He was already straining against her, and she wanted to feel him inside her, stretching her.
Wrapping her lips around him, she slid down his cock, leaving a teasing trail with her tongue. He groaned and fisted her hair in his hands. She almost released him, to remind him of her no-touching rule, but he wasn’t pushing or controlling. She stroked him a few more times until he suddenly bolted upright and lifted her up.
Twisting her, he pushed her down on the bed and followed her with his own body.
“Need you now,” he murmured urgently as he widened her legs and moved between them. Knowing exactly how he felt, she just buried her head in the crook of his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. He nudged and then slowly entered her.