Page 67 of Emerald

After running and talking, something I don’t ever do with another human being, we come home, and without warning, she is on me. Those pink lips and that tongue slide over my body as she collects the salty sweat from my throat before dragging me into the shower. We had both agreed that whatever this was, was only for the night because she has a job she needs to do, and unfortunately, that is seducing another man. The thought of Manuel putting his grubby hands on her body makes mine tense. The thought that she will be on her knees like she is now sucking his cock has me wanting to tie her to my fucking bed and never let her go. That thought stills me, the level of possessiveness of never wanting to let another human go, I’ve never had that before. I don’t know what to do with that. I’m not the kind of guy to get hung up on a woman.She is no ordinary woman.That’s true. I like the fact that she could kill me at any moment. It’s kind of hot. Is it wrong to think like that? Do I have some untapped kink? I mean, the thought of fighting and fucking her at the same time makes my cock thicken.

“You okay there?” she asks, looking up at me from her knees. “Men usually don’t seem a million miles away when I suck their cock.”

Fuck.

I grip her chin. “I don’t know what to do with you,” I confess, which makes her grin.

“There are a lot of things you can do with me … if you want,” she adds at the last minute with the tiniest hint of hesitation.

“Yeah?” l asks.

“Yeah.” She smirks as she stands and faces me, the shower water hitting her back. She reaches back and turns the water off. Ellie licks her lips and steps toward me. “There’s something I want to try with you.” Her request has me raising my brow. She grabs my hand and pulls me from the shower, not bothering to get a towel as we walk naked back into my room, water running down our bodies, leaving a mess as we walk. Then she flips me onto the bed, and I have a knife against my throat.

“Ellie,” I hiss, but my breath comes out unsteadily as my cock remains hard.

“Use it on me.”

I shake my head. “I don’t know if I can.”

“Then fight me,” she pushes.

“Makes it kind of hard to want to fight you when my cock is hard and is pressed against you.”

Ellie smirks. “True.” Those green eyes narrow. I love that she hasn’t put her contact lenses back in and I’m still getting a glimpse of the real her. “What if I told you that I can’t wait to ride Manuel’s face again, that his tongue knows exactly what it’s doing.” She grins as she rubs herself on me, my body tenses. “That I’m looking forward to his thick fingers sliding into me, stretching me, that delicious burn as he inserts a third finger.” She moans while continuing to rub herself all over me.

“I know what you’re doing,” I say through gritted teeth.

“Is it working?” She grins as she slides her wetness over me.

“No,” I bite out.

Those sea foam eyes narrow as she looks down at me. “I wonder if he will stick it in my ass tonight, stretch that puckered hole as his cock slides through those sensitive bundles of nerves. The way I come from that position is like a damn waterfall.”

What the fuck did she say? I lose it, he doesn’t get to take any more holes than he already has. That is mine. For me to use. I flip her on her back and growl as I press the knife to her throat.

“No, I want to.” I hiss as I press the knife against her throat.

“There he is, that grizzly.”

I swallow hard as my eyes land on where the knife is pressed against her creamy skin. The images of the last time I pressed the same knife against her throat and the confusion over how my dick became hard hit me.

A moan falls from Ellie’s mouth. “I’m yours,” she says, and we both still at her proclamation.

A switch flicks and that’s it, I’m taking what I want, and that want is her. “Damn right you are. While you are under this fucking roof, you are fucking mine,” I tell her, slowly dragging the knife down from her neck. I run it along her collarbone, and every so often, I let it nick her skin and watch it bloom pink, not piercing it. Her legs fall open beneath me and my cock settles between her creamy thighs. I continue to drag the knife down her chest, between her breasts, and her hands slide between us as she lines my cock up to her entrance.

“Please,” she begs as if my cock is her salvation. I let her tease the tip of my cock between her wetness and then ever so slowly ease myself into her as I run the blade over her hard nipple. Deep moans fall from her lips as she arches her back and I run the tip over her nipple, feeling her cunt squeeze me with each twist of the tip.

“I want to mark you so badly to let everyone know you are mine,” I tell her, which makes her pant with needy desire, “but I can’t,” her lips pout, “you think Manuel is going to take too kindly if he finds out another man is touching you?” I question her, my dick continuing to slide in and out of her. I run the blade between her gorgeous tits and tease her other breast. “You think he is going to share you?” She shakes her head. “The thought of having to share you myself is driving me insane,” I tell her as I continue to thrust into her, while delicately teasing her nipple with the knife. Ellie continues to moan beneath me, and it is the most beautiful sight. The things I want to continue to do to this woman, but she can’t be mine. If Manuel finds out that I’m touching her even when they are nothing more than a one-night stand, he’ll kill me. But fuck, I don’t know if I can stop with her. Suddenly, I turn us over so that she is on top of me. A small squeak falls from her lips with the position change, but I like watching her bounce on my dick. I wait until she is comfortable, and I start teasing her again with the knife, down her belly until I reach the top of her pelvis. She stills. Our eyes connect, and I watch as she swallows in anticipation of what I am about to do, this is pushing the envelope on a kink I never knew I had. Ellie leans back exposing her pink pussy for me, I can see where we are connected, and a shiver laces my body. We look good like this. I move the knife down further over her bareness, then I run it every so delicately between her folds, which produces an earth-shattering moan from her as her cunt squeezes my cock, and I swear I see stars. My eyes zero in on her clit, the part that I’m dying to tease, and ever so softly I run the tip over it.

“Fuck,” she hisses as her nails dig into my leg. I do it again and again. Ellie is trying not to move and I’m trying not to slice her clit off as that would be a shame, but once the fear subsides, pure heat radiates through my hand as I expertly play and flick her over and over again until her legs shake, beads of sweatappear on her upper lip, and I swear her nails are drawing blood from my shins. I continue to tease and flick until she can’t take it any longer and a deep guttural moan falls from her lips as her cunt squeezes me and her entire body shakes. With one last flick of the tip of the knife against her clit, she’s done, and wetness coats the blade and my cock. Fuck. That is hot seeing the tip glisten with her release. Next thing I know she is ripping the knife from me and throwing it to the floor, and she starts moving against my cock. Her fingers return to my shoulders as she starts a steady rhythm, milking my cock.

“Fuck, Nash, that was so hot,” she curses against my throat as her teeth scrape over my skin.

“I know … I …” I’m lost for words as she takes what she wants from me.

“Never in my life has anyone made me come like that,” she whispers into my ear. Not sure if that is bullshit, but I know Ellie wouldn’t be saying it if she didn’t mean it, I’m not one of her marks. “I can’t wait for this mission to be over so you can mark my body.” She moans against my neck.

Fuck. The thought of carving my name on her skin makes my cock thicken inside her.

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