Page 149 of Treacherous
I swear I’m burning from the inside out. I need Jayden to touch me properly because everything fucking aches. My breath hitches as his thumb presses against my covered cunt.
“You fucked me against the wall, called me your greedy slut.”
Jayden licks his lips while staring into my fucking soul. I’ve never been this turned on with anyone. Usually, I do all the work because men have no clue where the clit is, but I get the feeling that won’t fly with Jayden.
His words are low and demanding. “Take off that fucking bra. It’s been driving me wild for weeks.”
Pulling back from Jayden’s grip, I discard my sports bra, throwing it to the floor. I slide back toward the headboard, sinking into the soft mattress. He crawls between my legs, yanking my shorts off without even asking, leaving me in my seamless black panties.
I arch my back, searching for Jayden’s touch. I hate myself for being so desperate, but I’m not holding back any longer. His fingertips graze my stomach, the cool touch sending shivers up my spine.
I'm trembling when Jayden returns his hand to my neck, this time adding the smallest amount of pressure. God, I want this so fucking bad.
“Is this okay with you?”
I nod, fearing any word I utter will turn into a moan.
“Words, Willow. With the things I want to do to you, I willonlytake your words as consent.”
I inhale in a deep breath, which is harder than usual, as Jayden’s hand is still hugging my neck. “Yes. I like it.”
The last flickers of sunlight filter through the window above the bed, casting an angelic light over Jayden’s face. The smirk on his face, however, is straight from hell.
“I knew you would, Red. The perfect little slut for me,”
I gasp, jerking off the bed, hips searching for friction. Fucking hell. I shouldn’t be enjoying this as much as I am, but I can’t help it. Jayden’s controlling nature is becoming a turn-on on and with my history, that should be a warning sign.
“I want my own rules,” I say.
He releases my throat. “Continue,”
“We always use a condom and we don’t kiss on the mouth,”
“I agree with using protection, but–”
I cut him off. “Agree to both or I’m out. Sex is intimate enough with the addition of kissing.”
Jayden narrows his eyes. “Fine. Can I kiss your neck?”
I pause to think. Slowly, I nod. “That’s fine, but no visible marks.”
“Is there anything off the table? Any dislikes when it comes to sex?”
I furrow my brows. No one has ever asked me this before. I mean, no one has ever asked about mylikeseither, so I’m in uncharted waters here. “I don’t think so.”
Jayden groans. “You need to be sure,”
“Okay, I guess the only thing would be pain. Nothing extreme that could cause injuries.”
“Of course. I would never hurt you, Willow.” He pauses. “Pick a safe word. If you say it, I’ll stop.”
“Lavender." I pause. "What about your likes and dislikes?"
Jayden's jaw clenches, his hot gaze travelling over my body. I flush. He lowers himself, pressing his mouth below my ear.
"Right now, I want to tie you to my bed and fuck you until you tell me to stop."
I inhale sharply, pressing my legs together. God, that sounds fucking amazing.
