Overwhelmed by You (Tear Asunder 2)

I was dragged back to the present when Kat leaned over me and our eyes locked. The corners of her lips slowly curved upwards with that sweet, sassy smile. “Bullshit,” she said. Her hand found my pulsating cock again and she stroked it once. “This,” she squeezed and I groaned as the blood rushed to the head, “wants me. So, tell me what you need?”

I never had conversations in bed with chicks, let alone had time to discuss what the hell I needed, because I always just took what I needed and then left. Always quick, hard and done before there was time for the darkness to fuck with me.

But she’d already far surpassed my usual flings. I didn’t do repeats and yet here I was fucking the same chick over and over again and, to top it off, I let her suck my cock. What had I been thinking? I hadn’t been thinking, that’s how it had gotten this far.

But Kat brought me back from my inner darkness that she didn’t even know existed. She’d kept it away. That was until she’d gone down on me and then it all went to shit again.

For once, I wanted a girl … and not just to get off. I had no qualms about kicking a woman from my bed and had done it so many times now that I was numb to the hurt I saw on their faces. It wasn’t like I didn’t tell them straight up what it was before they spread their legs. I was discreet about who I fucked and I didn’t get emotionally attached; it was impossible for me. I was never meant to appreciate women. That was ruined for me a long time ago.

But Kat … Kat was unexpected. She gave me what I needed. There was no clinging, no worshipping like the band’s groupies. I hated that.

“I want you inside me again.” Kat straddled me and as soon as she did I abruptly grabbed her around the waist, and she squealed as I tossed her onto her back then crawled on top, pinning her in place with my weight.

“You belong beneath me, beautiful.” This is where it was safe. Beneath me. Where I could walk away if I wanted. Where I could control her. I needed control. I could have it no other way.

Kat laughed, her eyes sparkling like blue gems. I froze, staring at the woman trapped under me. Unfuckinexpected. We’d both decided that this was a one-nighter, although technically it had already become two. How did this happen? I asked myself this, but I knew how. It was like she fed a part of me that had lain dormant for years. Her honesty and ease, the way she moved without insecurity. Not self-absorption … no, it was purity. Something I didn’t have in any part of me anymore.

Fuck, it had been me who’d woken up this morning with my arm slung over her waist. The shock that plowed into me had me do the only thing I could to get rid of it … I rolled her over, straddled her and sunk my cock in hard and abruptly.

She’d woken up moaning and arching her hips up to meet my thrusts. I came within seconds. She didn’t and it was the first time I felt guilty for fucking a girl and not looking after her. But Kat kissed me and then got up and went into the bathroom where I heard the shower turn on.

I lay back and the first thought that came to mind was if I should go in there and join her. I imagined licking her pussy, making her beg me, tasting the sweetness and hearing her moan beneath my assault.

But I didn’t. I needed distance, to get my control back of my emotions. Instead, I listen to the water and imagined her hands rubbing over her body until I fell back asleep.

That was when I woke to her sucking my cock.

“Belong?” Her brows rose and I wanted to kiss that sassy look right off her face.

I knew she wouldn’t like that comment. There was no question we’d clash; her confidence and sassy mouth, my need to control every situation, something I lacked as a kid and now had to have in every part of my life. That’s why the band trusted me to look after the negotiations. Nothing slid by me, I kept emotions out of business, and was never afraid to walk away if I didn’t get what I wanted.

“Take it or leave it.” Harsh, but it had to be this way. Better she know that now.

I narrowed my eyes as laughter trickled from her parted lips then she tried to slip away. I grasped her under the armpits. She thought I was teasing—I wasn’t. “You belong where I say you do, and that’s with me on top of you, sinking my cock deep inside that sweet, tight wetness. And make no mistake, it’s begging for it, Kitkat.”

“Begging?” She licked her lips.

I leaned forward until my mouth was so close to hers that if I took a deep breath they’d touch. Her chest stopped rising.

Not yet, beautiful.

Anticipation was the tie to control. I could control it. I knew how to make a woman want a man so badly she’d do anything to stop the aching need. It wasn’t something I was proud of, but I’d learned it and I’d use my skill to bend Kat to my will. If she understood that, then maybe I’d consider letting her stay in my bed a little longer.

Her breath was like a warm breeze heating my skin. I tilted my head to the side and let the two day growth of facial hair graze lightly across her skin. I grunted when I heard the sound … that distinct inhale of air and then the quivering of her body.

“Beg me.” I was used to being the one forced to beg. Now … now I had to have it this way.

“Never,” she retorted.

I could have her pliant in minutes, but the tightening in my chest was a reminder of what I tried to forget every fuckin’ day of my life. I had to walk away from this.