Anguished (Crimson Elite 2)

“I was prepared to come and get you.”

I smile. My eyes tracking every part of him, unashamed, I can’t help myself. “I see you’re prepared anyway.”

He waves me in, and I step inside not looking around this time. “Always, seems to be the way with you.”

I get high from of his words. They make me feel powerful that this man gets weak from merely the thought of me. I turn as I hear him shut the door. The string that’s wrapped around my dress, holding it together, I pull, so it goes lose then falls to the floor pooling at my feet.

“I was hoping to make it the bedroom this time.” I step closer now completely naked to join him. His hand hovers at my side not touching me as he looks me over, while I wait patiently listening to each heartbeat that pounds hard in my chest for his hand to touch me, screaming it in my head. Both hands grip my waist then in one swift movement he lifts me up, and I wrap myself around him as he starts to move but not to the bedroom. No. He carries me to the kitchen, sitting my ass on the bench before his hands disappear from my body as he walks to the fridge. I wait for him to turn around and when he does he has a bottle of cream in his hands and a broad grin on his face.

“I decided I need dessert,” he says shaking the bottle.

I lay back spreading my legs just a bit. “Did you?” I ask with a soft smile. He makes me feel like a sex vixen. I’ve never felt so empowered and wanted in all my life than when I’m with him.

He squirts some cream onto his hand as he steps back to me then that hand rubs over my belly up to my breasts as he peaks one nipple with his fingers. “You see, I’m a starved man. And I know the only way to cure me is to have you… night and day.”

I laugh at his words and instantly shut up when he squeezes the bottle right over my pussy. Not moving as the cold liquid touches me, it instantly starts melting all over me. When I finally feel it drip between my legs and onto the counter, he watches in fascination before he bends over going straight for the cream, and in one long lick he eats it up as well as me.

“You must be starving…” I say when he lifts and starts licking up my belly and to my breasts where the rest of cream has melted on my body. He licks me clean with his fingers playing at my entrance as I succumb to his will, knowing I shouldn’t push him because he’ll give me what I want. Our desires are matched, and we both know exactly what each other wants.

I want him.

Just as badly as he wants me.

It’s empowering.

“Oh, you have no idea.” As he pulls my ass across the counter to the edge and closer to him his cell starts ringing, and loudly too. He tenses at the ringtone, looks to it then back to me. I smile knowing he won’t walk away as I can feel him at my entrance, I move a mere fraction, and his hand swipes at his cell as it starts ringing again making it drop to the floor. I hear the smash but it doesn’t seem to bother him the way it would me, he just smiles and pulls me so he slides in. My head drops back when our bodies connect, and I feel the creamy stickiness all over me. I’ll need to shower before I leave, I think.

“Snap out of it, Red. Or, I won’t give you what I want.”

I smile at his words as he pulls me flush with him.

“How did you know I wasn’t here?”

He pushes inside me, a small gasp leaves my mouth, but he stills. “You were thinking. This thing between us doesn’t require any thinking.”

“What does it require?” I ask thrusting just a little to make him move. He smiles and my heart stutters—stupid fluttered heart.

“It requires you and me, and a lot of fucking. But definitely no thinking.”

“No thinking,” I say then look down between us. “Are you going to fuck me now? Or do you plan to move your cock into my pussy permanently.”

He starts to move, slow and steady, and my eyes do that thing where they want to shut but I keep them open because I like to watch him.

“I like the idea of being buried in you permanently, don’t you?” he asks as he pulls my hands away from his body and pins them to the counter, covering them with his own as his thrusts increase. His eyes go darker, and I can feel the building, to that one place he likes to take me. The place that makes everything in my world perfect for even if only for just a second.