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I blink back at him. “Please, Onyx, I need you.”

A gleam of desire flashes in his eyes, and I know I have him. “One night, Sloane. We get this out of our system, then we go back to normal.”

“One night it is,” I agree.

“Where are your fucking keys?”

Chapter 16

Ihandthekeysto him, and he opens the door, letting us in while he’s still holding me. I wrap my hands around his neck as he carries me through my apartment, leaving the lights off. He shoves open my bedroom door, and my lips find his again, kissing him hungrily as he carries me to my bed.

He tosses me down, his eyes not leaving mine for a second. He’s trying to hold himself back, I can tell. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.” I stare back up at him, my heart racing like crazy.

“I fuck rough, Sloane. I will hurt you.”

A delicious shiver runs through me at his dirty words. I get what he’s saying, he knows my trauma. But he doesn’t know how badly I need this. “I trust you, Onyx. Do your worst.”

His eyes flash with something dangerous. “Get your dress off,” he rasps, his voice tight with barely controlled lust.

I sit up a little so I can pull my dress over my head, revealing my lacy black thong and bra. My cheeks flush with heat, so desperate for him to like what he sees. His eyes eat me up, running down the length of my body. “You’re fucking flawless, trouble.” He tugs his T-shirt over his head and unbuckles his black jeans, kicking them off to the side so he’s just in his boxer briefs. It’s his scar I notice first, the one he got while saving me. But I can’t dwell on the past tonight. Instead,my eyes roam down further and find his massive erection straining against his briefs.

I flick out my tongue and lick my lips. “I want to taste you,” I tell him, knowing how needy I sound but not giving two shits. I’ve dreamed about being alone and naked in my room with him for years.

“Not before I taste your sweet cunt.” He takes hold of my ankles and drags me to the end of the bed. His fingers digging into my panties, he tears them to shreds in his hands, exposing me. “You’re so fucking wet for me, aren’t you, trouble?” He shoves my legs out wide, then his face is buried deep between my legs, tasting me. The warmth of his tongue sends waves of pleasure tumbling over me.

“Yes,” I murmur, my body lit up all over. My hands tangle into the comforter of my bed, needing something to hold on to as I thrust underneath him, raising my hips off the bed to meet the hungry lashings of his tongue.

One of his hands comes to my stomach, holding me in place as he laps me up. The other moves up my thigh. Settling between my legs, he explores my folds and toys with my clit. Then he pushes two thick fingers inside of me, and I cry out.

He pulls back in warning. His body language tells me I can’t handle him. But I can, I just wasn’t prepared for the stretch of his thick fingers so soon. “Keep going,” I encourage him.

A serious expression settles on his face, his brows furrowed and jaw tightening. “If I fucking hurt you, Sloane…”

My eyes narrow in on him so he knows I’m deadly serious. “Keep fucking going.”

He drops his head to suck at my clit as he thrusts his fingers inside of me again. This time his eyes don’t leave mine. And damn, he’s one sexy motherfucker like this.

I reach for him, running my fingers over his shaved head, digging my long nails into his scalp. It only makes him finger-fuck me with more force. His teeth nip at me, the combination sending me over the edge. I scream his name as my orgasm takes over, causing my muscles to spasm and what feels like a rush of fluid to coat his fingers. He continues to pump them in and out of me, the sound of my arousal filling the room. When my quivering calms, he pulls back from me. Taking his fingers, he brings them to my lips. “Taste yourself,” he instructs just like Romeo did the night we were together.

I can’t help but smirk at him as I sit up a little and do as I’m told, curling my tongue around his fingers, licking my juices from them. This is so hot, he is so hot. I move to fully sitting on the edge of the bed so I can take hold of his cock, so desperate to get my mouth on him as well. I shove his briefs down his legs, his massive erection jumping free. He’s so damn hard, long and thick with pre-cum already beading at the tip.

I bend a little so I can take him in my mouth, licking over the tip of his cock, tasting his arousal. I can’t help the grin that twists on my lips. I have Onyx’s cock in my mouth, I can hardly believe it.

His hands run into my hair, massaging my scalp as I adjust to his size, trying to work out how I take all of him. The girls at The Raven’s Nest make deep throating look so damn easy. I bob back and forth. He grips my hair into a ponytail, pulling me further onto him, so far it hits my gag reflex, and I have to pull away. “Try again,” he coaches me.

Fuck, the dark and dangerous look in his eyes. I try to take him all the way down my throat again. This was easier the other night when I was decently buzzed, or maybe it’s just the angle. He assists me, his grip a little tighter this time. So tight it makes my eyes water, but that doesn’t deter me. This time I take all of him, loving the hissof appreciation that leaves his lips. I glance up at him, enjoying the pure pleasure all over his face. He’s gorgeous like this, letting me do something for him for once.

I continue to suck back and forth, perfecting my moves, knowing every time I take him all the way in my mouth it brings him undone even more. Saliva dribbles down my chin and my eyes blur, but I keep going, wanting him to cum right down my throat. I’m desperate for it.

He has other ideas. Sharply he pulls my head back from him, staring down at me. “You’re so fucking perfect like this, trouble.”

“I was thinking the same about you, big dude.” I grin up at him, feeling like a crazy person, and I’m sure I look like one as well. “You going to let me finish?”

He shakes his head. “I need to feel your tight cunt around my dick milking the cum right from me.”

Oh God, this man has a dirty mouth. My pussy clenches in anticipation; that’s what she wants as well.

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