Page 86 of His Rules

This time as I stood, I squeezed her shoulder and she placed her hand on mine. This was a dance, the predator claiming his prey all under the guise of romance.

She said nothing, but as she turned her head to peer at me over her shoulder, I was rewarded with a dart of her tongue across her bottom lip. The provocative move always set me off.

I took a giant stride backward, already in the process of undressing.

Kacey didn’t ask me what I wanted her to do. She knew instinctively, moving to the set of stairs leading to the water. She never blinked as she took them slowly, the defiance I’d grown to adore remaining on her face.

She had the soul of a vixen, but the heart of a woman in need. We were perfect together.

And in truth, that terrified me.

How could this woman affect me in so many ways? I barely knew her yet I’d known her for over twenty years. It was unfathomable we were here this way on this glorious night.

A slight smile finally curled on her lips as she moved toward me, skimming through the water like a swan. When she was close to the edge, but far enough away that I couldn’t easily reach her, she beckoned me with a single finger.

I hesitated, growling under my breath as I pulled down my trousers, kicking off my shoes just before they hit the patio.

To counter my hesitation, she blew a kiss before flexing her fingers open and rubbing them forcefully down her chest. I was in awe at the way my cock always responded to her, the ache in my balls tremendous.

She swayed her hips and flicked her fingers back and forth across her nipples. I watched as if entranced, the anticipation killing me. When she had the nerve to pinch her perfect, rosy hard buds, I couldn’t hold back any longer.

Given I wasn’t a patient man, I didn’t bother with the steps, moving to the edge of the pool and jumping in.

Kacey squealed with delight, but immediately moved away, circling me with the space allowed. Together, we continued the dance, moving around in circle after circle.

The moment was spontaneous and only heightened both our needs. I allowed the little game of cat and mouse to continue for a full minute, but as soon as I had enough, I advanced.

Her laughter filled the night air as she did her best to try to get away from me. But she should have known better. Once captured, she would always be mine.

I grabbed her arm, swinging her around until she was forced against my chest. She struggled in vain, her long eyelashes sensuously skimming across her shimmering cheeks.

“You should know better than to attempt to get away from me. I will always find you,” I told her in the commanding voice she always responded to instantly.

“But you love the chase.”

“Not tonight.” I cupped the back of her head while she tossed her arms over my shoulders. I was still spinning us in a tight circle, but this time, I had full control. She jutted her head forward as she wrapped her legs around my upper thighs.

“Kiss me,” she moaned.

“Do you deserve it?”

“I deserve everything.” Her eyes lit up and she was the one who captured my mouth, holding our lips in place for several seconds.

I sensed the dart of her tongue and every synapse in my system was on fire. I could easily devour her. I could easily keep herlocked away as I’d mentioned. Maybe that would come in the future. The thought was like adding kindling to the fire, the sparks already burning hot.

The kiss was powerful, but grew even more so as I cupped her head, molding her body against mine. The feeling of her warm body wiggling, the slight friction as water lapped over our heated bodies was incredible.

But I needed to be inside of her. I craved filling her completely, pumping her full of my seed. I would make good on the promise to cover her luscious body with cum, forcing her to wear my scent everywhere she went. The thought was devious, but I wanted to mark her as mine for all the world to see.

I dominated her tongue, the sweet taste of a hint of chocolate mixing with red wine a powerful aphrodisiac. Not that I needed one with her. A single look was enough. A heated moment the icing on the cake. The intimate action became rougher because I wanted it that way. I ravaged her mouth, sucking on her tongue while I growled into the kiss.

She was still trembling as I took full control, finally breaking the hold on her lips and tipping back her head. With another growl rushing up from my throat, I dragged first my tongue then my teeth across the long line of her jaw. I nipped her lower lip, biting down until she whimpered and moved to the sweet spot on her neck.

She tensed as I raked my teeth across her jugular, but held on, knowing I would never do anything to harm her.

I bit down with just enough pressure she tensed in my arms. When I finally pulled back, I sank my tongue into her ear and brushed my hand down her back.

There was something almost sweet about the way she was clinging to me, perhaps worried she’d fall off the edge of the cliff we were standing on. With one push, we could go over the edge. I wouldn’t allow that to happen to the woman I couldn’t get enough of.

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