Page 104 of A Dusk Of Stars

He tugs on my earlobe with his teeth and asks, “Like what?”

My lips curl into a smile. “Like, when you’re hard,” I say as I lift my leg to rub my thigh against his crotch.

“Yeah?” he grits out, pulling my head back even more as he slides his fingers inside me, making me bite back a moan. I don’t see him, but it’s in a voice dripping with smugness that he whispers into my ear, “Soaking wet.”

“Arrogant,” I say breathlessly.

He runs his fingers up and down my swollen clit, making me have to fight not to squirm with pleasure. “Desperate,” he whispers forcefully.

“Delusional,” I protest as I try to pull myself away from him.

Letting go of my hair, he grabs onto my ass and pulls me tight against him. “Voluptuous,” he grits out. “No word like it. Voluptuous,” he enunciates with a pop around the p. “Say it,” he demands with all the intensity of his gaze fixed on my mouth.

I grit my teeth. “Vexing,” I snap.

He just stares at me for a second, then takes a surprisingly precise bite of my Cupid’s bow, making me let out something between a wince and a moan.

“How about…” He lets go of my waist and walks around me, pressing my ass into his crotch and forcefully sliding his hands up my back. He leans to whisper in my ear, “Fucked senseless? Do you like that?”

The words make me feral. “Yeah. That, dothat.”

“Yeah?” he asks as he gets on his knees, trailing those kisses up the backs of my thighs. He cups my ass with both hands and gets his head under to take a bite out of the flesh right in the dip next to my throbbing core.

It makes me almost cry out and then grit my teeth for fear of being heard in the adjoining rooms.

“And who do you want inside you, hm?” Then he slides his fingers inside me, making my mind go blank with desire. “Who does this belong to?”

“You,” I say in a shaky voice, “belongs to you.”

“That’s right,” he says as he gets up, lowers his pants and grabs onto my waist with one hand, making me cry out for real when I feel him start sliding himself up and down my slit. “Nowdo you finally know why you’ve been such a bad girl?”

I shake my head vigorously. “Yeah.”

“Yeah you do,” he comes to murmur in my ear, his chest pressed against my back, “denying me what’s mine, you know I can’t have that?”

“I know.”

I hear him mumble something as he pushes himself inside me and starts thrusting, my spine arching with pleasure and my muscles clenching as I fail to muffle my moans.

“That’s more like it,” he rasps as he keeps thrusting, only pausing to give my back, my shoulders and my nape slow licks and languid but forceful bites.

Then he pulls out a little and angles me so when he gets back inside me, I feel him deeper than ever before. I turn my head to the side and bite into my shoulder to muffle another cry.

“No no,” he warns in a ragged voice as he slows down, leaning to grit in my ear, “no muffling, no biting back, I want to hear every single moan, you understand me?”

“Uh-huh.”

The next cry I don’t suppress. I just let it out and he mumbles a few curses as he goes back to slamming himself inside me, leaning to bite me on the neck just as he starts coming. Feeling what it does to him only makes my own hunger grow. For a moment, he stays with his face pressed to my back, then pulls out, unties me and carries me to my bed, all swollen with desire, with my arms around his shoulders and legs around his waist.

“You’re being so good,” he murmurs as he lays me down and gets between my legs. “You know how good you’re being?”

Flushed, I shake my head for yes. I thread my fingers through his hair and he starts dragging his tongue all over me, making all my muscles clench and my hips buck.

“Now I’m going to let you come,” he whispers. “Would you like that?”

I grit my teeth. “Yes,” I say on a shaky exhale.

He slides his fingers inside me and starts pushing them in and out. “Tell me you need it,” he says, all breathless.

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