Page 84 of Ruthless Riches
I looked up at him again. “What do you want?”
Nate pulled off the silver mask and stared down at me, cold eyes raking over my face and body. “I want you on your knees,” he said, slowly undoing his belt.
I bit back a smile and did as he said, sinking to my knees on the hard floor beside the bed.
After everything I’d gone through in the last couple of years, I assumed my old dark fantasies would vanish, never to return. That didn’t happen, though. My pulse still raced whenever I thought about a big, strong man grabbing me and shoving me up against a wall, and my knees still went weak whenever I imagined that same man pinning me with an intense stare and commanding me to do his bidding.
Nate knew what I liked, and he liked it too. This wasn’t the first time he’d surprised me with the masked stranger routine, and it wouldn’t be the last. He put a different twist on it each time to keep me on my toes, but no matter what happened, I was always a hot, sopping mess when he was done with me.
He reached for my chin, tilting it upward as I unzipped his pants to free his erection. “Suck me,” he said, eyes darkening with arousal as he issued the order. “Do it well enough and I won’t tell anyone that I caught you breaking in today.”
“Yes, sir.”
I opened my mouth and licked the tip, lapping up the salty moisture there. Then I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft, squeezing it tightly as I slowly took him deeper into my mouth.
“Fuck, that’s it,” he growled. “All the way down. You can take it.”
As I licked and sucked like crazy, doing my best to please him, his hands went to the back of my head, tangling in my hair until my eyes watered. Then they moved downward, pawing at my clothes. “Get these off,” he muttered, pulling his cock out of my mouth with a wet popping sound.
I stood up on shaky legs and slipped out of my cardigan, sundress, and lacy underwear, keeping my gaze on Nate’s face the whole time.
He stared at my naked body with a hungry, heavy-lidded gaze. Then he stepped closer, slipping a hand between my legs. A thrilling jolt of electricity arced through me as he parted my folds and found the throbbing bud between them. “I knew you’d be soaked,” he said in a low voice as he slid one finger down to my entrance. “You’re a little slut, aren’t you, Alexis?”
I bit my bottom lip and nodded. “Yes,” I murmured, feeling my cheeks flushing. “I can’t help it.”
Nate pulled his hand away from me and pointed toward the bed. “Get over there,” he growled. “Face down, ass up.”
I nodded obediently, went over to the bed, and got on my hands and knees. Every cell in my body was aching and sizzling, demanding more of Nate’s touch.
He stalked over to me, and his fingers went between my legs, sliding straight inside me. As he finger-fucked me, thumb rubbing against my clit, his free hand slapped my ass. I flinched with surprise and let out a breathy, needy moan. “More.”
He gave me what I wanted, raining several hard slaps down on my ass. Then he lowered himself to pepper kisses down my back. He didn’t stop when he reached my ass. Instead he spread my cheeks and slid his tongue all the way up and down before pressing a wet finger inside my ass. “Oh, fuck,” I panted. “Yes!”
The finger slowly pumped in and out of me. At the same time, Nate’s stiff cock brushed up against my entrance. He slid in slowly, ever so fucking slowly, and I let out a soft mewl in response, desperate for more.
I couldn’t see him behind me, but I just knew he was smirking. He loved to tease. Loved to get me close and then stop, just to hear me beg and scream for more.
My teeth gritted together. I wanted him so much it hurt. “Please,” I murmured, voice muffled by the bedspread my face was buried in.
He moved his hips behind me, sinking deeper inside my pussy. I whimpered as I felt my walls stretching all the way around him, made even tighter by the thick finger rooted in my ass. The whimper was followed by a cry as he began to thrust, fucking me mercilessly, just like I’d begged for.
Every inch of my body quivered and tingled with electricity as he drove in and out of me in short, choppy strokes, letting out gruff moans of pleasure. Goosebumps peppered my skin as hot waves of pleasure began to wash through me from head to toe. I was close. So close. I just needed one more push.
Nate leaned down to bite my left earlobe. “You know what I really want from you?” he said in a low voice, snaking his free arm around my waist so he could reach my clit. “I want you to come on my cock. Now.”
One more thrust and I was there, coming hard as fire rushed from my spine to my core. Nate kept driving into me, hard and fast, still rubbing my clit. It was so sensitive it almost hurt, but soon I felt the pressure of an orgasm coming back in full swing, threatening to drag me over the edge again.
“Yes!” I gasped. “Oh, fuck… don’t stop…”
He didn’t stop. He fucked me relentlessly, brutally, until I was coming on his cock again. Wetness dripped down my thighs as my body trembled, and I was distantly aware of a raw, guttural sound leaving Nate’s mouth as he came too, gripping me tightly enough to leave marks all over my skin.
He pulled out of me and collapsed on the bed a moment later, letting out a satisfied grunt. I lay on my stomach beside him, still quivering and burning with ecstasy.
When I’d finally caught my breath, I turned my head and looked at Nate. “That was a hell of a lot better than packing up vases and candlesticks.”
“No shit.” A tiny smirk tugged his lips upward. “I figured you needed a break.”
“You were right. I definitely needed that.”
