Entrapment (Morelli Family 7.5)

Well, unless she’s pregnant. That would buy her a bit more time.

I should just have all her cosmetics brought to our room. Beth’s old vanity is empty; Mia could fill it with her things and I can buy whatever else she needs. Everything she owned combined was worth less than a crisp twenty before she met me, but I can fill in all those gaps now. She’s a beautiful woman who likes pretty things, so I’ll get her all the pretty things.

Frowning at the sudden turn of my thoughts, I remind myself that this girl isn’t a permanent fixture; she’s a ship passing in the night. A lovely ship, but a passing ship.

“You know what would make my day better?” I ask.

She’s guarded, already anticipating she won’t like this. She keeps her arms crossed and her expression stormy but she doesn’t answer me.

“Your mouth around my cock,” I say, like she did.

“You know what would make my day better?” she shoots back.

Smirking, I answer, “Your mouth around my cock?”

Cutting me a distinct look of disapproval, she says, “Definitely not.”

I shrug. “Let’s try it and see.” Crooking my finger, I indicate for her to come closer.

Naturally, she’s reluctant. She remains where she is, still covering herself to the best of her ability. “You already—It’s not night time yet, I’m supposed to get a break until night time.”

“This is a break. I won’t fuck you—unless you do a shitty job. If your mouth is inadequate, I know your pussy won’t be. With incentive like that, I suspect you’ll bring your A game—unless you want me to fuck you, of course. In that case, I’m happy to oblige.”

Glaring and flushed, she flings back, “You know I don’t.”

I nod once and pat the top of my thigh. “Then come over here. I won’t ask again.”

Despite her reluctance, she gives up trying to hide her body from my gaze and crawls across the bed toward me. She eyes me the whole time, like a gazelle approaching a lion, wary that I’ll pounce.

She should be wary. I want to pounce on her.

Jesus, she looks good crawling across my bed. My cock strains against the fabric of my pants already, my heart kicking up a couple speeds. I keep my hands to myself until she’s about to climb off the bed, then I catch her around the waist and pull her into my lap, facing me. She’s uncertain since I said I wanted a blow job and she can’t exactly give me one like this, but I can’t pass up the opportunity to kiss her first. Or to have her straddle me, bare naked while I’m fully dressed. Fuck, she is beautiful.

She can’t decide how to respond to me as her bare ass rests in my lap, my hands on her hips. I pull her against me so she can feel how hard I am already. I haven’t had her in this position before since she isn’t a willing participant here, but the temptation of her body so close is more than I can resist. I shouldn’t show her so much tenderness, but I gather her closer and lean forward to brush my lips across her collar bone, then every few inches until I get to her shoulder. I kiss my way up her neck, pushing my fingers through her hair and cradling the back of her head. Her body does everything I want it to, yields when it should, bends when and where it should. My lips wander everywhere, like pioneers charting newfound land. I wish I hadn’t told her I’d only fuck her if she gave lousy head. I’m already craving more than her mouth but I don’t want to give her a complex.

Holding her close, I palm her right breast and watch her face. Her eyes are closed, her breathing labored. I fist my hand in her hair and tug. She gasps, her eyes fluttering open, but I crush her lips against mine before she can object. Her mouth opens to grant my tongue access, her hands coming to rest on my shoulders for support. Mia’s fingers lightly dig into my shoulders as I explore her mouth, pulling her chest against mine. I resent the fabric that keeps me from feeling her breasts as they press against me, but then I forget to resent anything because a faint moan slips right out of her. It’s like injecting straight desire into my veins—I don’t take time to consider that she looks quietly horrified, I just reach between her legs, needing to touch her. As soon as my finger moves inside her, she curls into my shoulder. Her hand drops between our bodies, catching mine and guiding it away.

Just as I’m about to push her hand away and touch her anyway, I feel her warm breath on my neck and she murmurs a heartfelt plea in my ear. “Please. Please don’t.”