Page 75 of Bad Seed
I yelp and fling my hands up to my chest.
“That won’t save you.” He reaches for me and I fear he’s going to tear the last of the dress to pieces. But just as I try to protect what can’t be saved, he bends over and catches my waist.
“What the…?” I gasp as I fly through the air and land on his shoulder. My hands press into his back as I try to spin around. This is insane. I’m too big for this. He has to—
A tap strikes my ass, jolting me awake. “You are going to be confined to my bed all night…and day.”
He can’t be serious.
Without so much as a wobble, Aubry walks toward the door. He’s gonna put me down inside. He can’t possibly carry me all the way to his bedroom. It’s through like a dozen rooms in this castle. Digging my hands into his back, I try to see around, but the world goes whooshing on past. Through the kitchen, down the hallway, and toward the stairs.
Marble stairs.
It’d really hurt if I fell down them.
“Okay.” I start to laugh. It’s impressive how long he can do this, but it’s good enough. “You can put me down.”
“Are you wearing a bikini?” he asks with such deadly seriousness, I look down.
“No?”
Aubry tips his head higher and starts to climb. As we bound up the stairs, he keeps swatting my ass. But with each one, he lingers, probing under the rising hem. “I’m going to enjoy the strip search.”
Holy shit. He carried me up the stairs. Me. Like I weighed nothing. Like I wasn’t almost six feet tall.
With a great swing of his foot, he kicks in a door. I sit up, trying to get a sense of where I am. Purple light flickers around the room like a magic fire. I gaze up at the ceiling when the whole world shifts.
Aubry barely bends down before he heaves me off of his shoulder. I yelp, flying through the air, and crash into a downy cloud.
His bed.
I start to laugh and sit up when two hundred and fifty pounds of muscle pounce on me. His hands catch my wrists, pinning me back down. He slides his knee between mine, spreading my thighs and inching my dress past scandalous. There’s no way I can throw him off me, and I don’t want to.
Aubry gazes down my body. After the ride, my torn dress has fallen like an apron, exposing my bra. He licks his lips and shakes back his hair. “Think about what you could have if you lived with me.”
My wrists slide up the bed as Aubry bends over. Nipping up my jaw, he rocks his hips over mine. His bulge pushes my dress even higher until cold air strikes my soaked-through panties. “Think about what I could give you if you lived here.”
He lets go of my wrists, but I don’t move them. I’m ensnared, aching to see what he does next. Aubry traces his touch down my inner arm. “Think about what I could do to you if you lived with me.”
Rip!
With his bare hands, he tears my dress in half, nearly reaching the bottom. Straddling me, Aubry lets the pieces fall to the sides of my exposed chest as I breathe hard. He calmly wipes off his hands and smiles.
“Think about all of that…as I fuck you.”
Holy—
Two fingers plunder through my panties and glide into me. “I love how wet you get for me,” he says with his teeth just brushing over my cheek.
I swallow hard and tip my head back, following his every tease across my clit and hard pulse inside of me. My hands are free, but I keep them pressed to the bed as if he’s still holding them. Just give into the whims of Aubry Gene once again as he drives me mad with a million and one orgasms.
His lips press down my belly and fingers catch on the hips of my panties. All I have to do is lie back and squirm on his tongue. Maybe thrust my hips onto him as he cries out for more.
“Wait!” I shout.
Even though he looks about to tear my underwear off my thighs with his teeth, he pauses. “What?” he huffs, struggling to get the word out.
I sit up and cup my hand to his chest. A strange awkwardness circles me as I trace over his ribbed undershirt. “I want to go first,” I say.
