Page 36 of Dare to Need

A feral growl rumbled in his chest as he reached down and grabbed my ass, hard. The silk dress did nothing to hide the searing heat of his palm against my rear and a rush of need tightened in my core, curling into a crashing wave of desire at the apex of my thighs.

“I want you, right here. Right now.” The words should have been a surprise to my ears as I spoke them, but just as Garth had always done from the moment I’d laid eyes on him, he was unleashing parts of my soul I never knew existed.

“Mmm,” he groaned. “My little exhibitionist. I always knew there was a wild child in you.”

“You have a way of bringing out the best in me,” I mused as I reached down—on that busy New York City street—and cupped his growing length.

His lips curled back as he sucked in a sharp breath. “Fuck, Eva. You’re killing me.”

I stroked my hand up and down between us. “I told you what I want. Now, give it to me.”

With a cocked brow, he said, “Yes ma’am.” Then he coiled his arm around mine and directed us a few blocks down until we found a small alleyway between buildings. Iron-rod staircases zig-zagged alongside each building. The only light source was a single street lamp that cast an orange glow all around us. If I wasn’t clinging to Garth’s hand, I definitely would have been scared. But I was flying too high on adrenaline and longing to care.

The world reeled around me as Garth spun me around until my back was flush against the building wall. There would be no saving my beautiful dress from what was about to happen, but I didn’t care about that either. The only thing I wanted was Garth’s body wrapped around my own.

“Is this what you want?” he purred against my ear as he pressed his body against mine, the divine feeling of his hard cock against my stomach.

I licked my lips and pleaded, “Yes. You know that’s what I want.”

Then his lips were on mine as he possessed me with every inch of his body. With one hand he grabbed my wrists, pulling my arms above my head. With the other, he palmed my breasts, the only thing preventing me from feeling his skin against my own was the thin silk of my provocative dress.

I arched my back, pressing my breast further into his palm as he relinquished my mouth, moving to my neck where he sucked and nipped at the sensitive skin. A trail of goosebumps snaked down my spine and further still to my thighs. We were a tangled mess of fine clothing, limbs, and lust.

Garth nipped at my earlobe right before he said, “If this is what you really want beautiful, then let me give it to you.”

My body hummed at his words. “Yes!” I cried out. “Yes, please.”

“Good girl,” he praised as his grip around my wrists tightened and he trailed his other hand down the side of my body. Bending down slightly, he laced his fingers around the back of my knee then pulled up so my leg was wrapped around the back of his rear.

His searing lips placed kisses all along my chest, skimming the neckline of my dress as I heard him unzip his pants.

He pulled back, the hazy orange glow from the streetlight casting shadows along the planes of his face. But I could still see the molten fire in his eyes.

“I’m going to fuck you hard, Eva. And I don’t want to hear you make a fucking sound. Do you understand?”

I swallowed hard and nodded.

“Say it.”

“I understand.”

“Good.”

We were past the point of experimental play and instead had entered into a new territory. If I was honest with myself, it was one that made my toes curl in excitement to explore.

The soft sound of rustling fabric was loud against my ears as I waited in anticipation. Rapid breaths escaped me as I felt his length spring free from his boxers, landing against my stomach. He reached down between us, grazing my thigh with the back of his knuckles. Inching his way further up, he leaned his forehead against mine. His ragged breaths matched my own as he neared the bundle of sensitive nerves—so desperate for his touch.

When his fingertips traced over my mound he hissed. “Damnit, Eva. You’re not wearing any panties.”

“It’s not my fault you broke them earlier.”

His raspy chuckle raked over my skin in warm waves, making my back arch as I grew frantic for more contact.

“So needy,” he growled.

I bucked against his hold on me.

“Uh-uh. I want you just like this.”

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