Page 19 of Power and Possession

He removed my pants, pulling them down slowly, and he stared at me. I squirmed, uncomfortable in my skin. I had a little bit of a tummy and wide hips, which I was self-conscious about. But Steele was drinking in every inch of me with lust in his eyes. He lowered his chin and then kissed my belly, dipping his tongue into my navel as I moaned his name. His lips were like fire against my skin, electricity burning from every point of contact.

“Again,” he commanded, licking a trail up my abdomen. “My name. On your tongue. Now.”

“Steele,” I moaned, and then he spread my legs wide, settling his hips between them and placing his length at my opening. He gave me another passionate kiss, and then pushed inside.

This was happening. This was real. My mind bargained with me, analyzing whether or not this was really the right move, but desire won out.

My body resisted at first, not for lack of trying, but just because of the size difference between us. It had also been a while since I’d slept with a man, and the sensation was a bit foreign. Steele noticed, and withdrew instantly, and instead, settled his head between my thighs. I tried to close my legs andpush him away, embarrassed.

“No, Ashlynn. I’ll taste you. I’ll have you. I’ll ruin you for all other men. Now stay still and let me hear you moan my name long into the night.” His voice was deep and carnal.

He circled my entrance with his tongue, and I cried out, the sensation new for me. I’d never had a man touch me there with his mouth, and it seemed like Steele knew exactly what he was doing. He kissed me everywhere, lapping and tasting, until I was on the brink of ultimate pleasure.

“My fierce one, should I make you come this way? Or do you want me inside?” He moved his lips away from my trembling flesh and then positioned the head of his cock back to my entrance.

I couldn’t speak, I was too far gone. Instead, I closed my eyes and pulled his hips forward, and this time he slid easily inside. My eyes opened wide as I felt him so intimately.

He grunted, and stopped for a moment, closing his eyes against the sensation. He moved from his hands to his elbows, getting closer to me, my breasts rubbing against his chest as he began to thrust inside of me quickly.

I suddenly pushed him away, forcing him out. “Put on a condom,” I said, my insides clenching around nothing, wanting him back inside but also needing to protect myself.

“I’m not putting on a damn thing,” he said, leaning down to kiss me. “I’m clean.”

“I’m not on birth control,” I said, lying through my teeth. I wasn’t going to take a criminal’s word on his STI status. Besides, at this point, I’d missed so many pills that it was probably the truth.

“I don’t give a fuck. You’re going to take all of me, consequences be damned.”

He started to push back in, but I rolled my hips away, and he groaned, his head swimming in lust. He finally moved off of me and disappeared into the bathroom, and then came back out, his cock sheathed in a condom.

Steele wasted no time picking up where we left off, andsoon a trickle of sweat ran down my brow as he pushed me hard, showing me just how intense sex could be. It was always nice and pleasant with my other partners, even if sometimes I had to finish myself off later, but I knew without a doubt that Steele would deliver. He ground against my clit, sucking my lip back into his mouth all while running his hands along my breasts. It was fast and dirty, a hurricane of bad decisions that I’d regret in the morning.

I seized up, the pleasure pulsating through me, stars dancing behind my vision as the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced ripped through my body. My toes curled and I practically howled, coming undone in the arms of my enemy.

Steele followed a few seconds later with a loud groan, collapsing on top of me. He rolled over and stared up at the ceiling. He panted, but no words came, and I knew he was just as confused about this situation as I was.

I woke up, light creeping in from the lace curtains. The sheets were twisted around my body, still slightly damp with our sweat, combined with the rising humidity in the room from the moist carpets. I was lying on my stomach, my legs tangled against…Steele’s. I knew I should feel shame, but after the pleasure he’d given me, I was so conflicted. He was a monster, and a criminal, but at times he seemed like a normal man. It was hard to reconcile the two different versions of him.

Sitting up, I clutched the sheets to my chest, searching for the clothes I’d discarded in my rush to let Steele have his way with me. I spotted them on the floor, cursing inwardly as I saw they were damp from the wet carpet. I shifted my weight, trying to get out of the bed without him noticing. My feet barely hit the floor before I felt his hand grab my upper arm.

His eyes were closed, but he tightened his grip.

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said, his voice a bit gruff from sleep. He pulled me back towards him. “Not until I have youagain. Preferably twice.”

I blushed, taken aback by his frankness. He spoke of sex so casually. I wasn’t a prude by any means, but I’d never had a man speak so freely of his desires.

Steele tugged me closer, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He seemed to run much hotter than I did, like a furnace with no off switch. As he dragged me against him, I could feel his cock, hard and ready. He finally opened his eyes, and I looked away the second he focused on me. Redness crept up my cheeks and my neck warmed. I couldn’t believe the things I’d let him do to me. And not only that, but I’d enjoyed them.

And he knew it.

“Don’t look away.” His fingers found the messy curls of my hair, and he twisted a lock around his finger. “You shouldn’t be ashamed.”

I cleared my throat, finally meeting those dark eyes. “I’m not ashamed of what I did, just who I did it with.”

He frowned, looking at the stern expression I gave him, before his lips turned up in a sly grin.

“Love, if I was anyone else, you wouldn’t have come as hard or as many times.”

I pulled back my arm from his embrace and struck. Unlike before, he was ready for me this time, and grabbed my fist in his hand before it could make contact with his face.

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