Page 15 of In The Dark
I can’t help the moan that escapes me. It’s so filthy, and I want him in a way I’ve never wanted anyone else.
“What else should I do?” I ask.
“What else do you want to do?” he asks, and the consideration is not lost on me.
“You’re in charge.” I look at him over my shoulder, his pupils wide and jaw slightly unhinged. Restraint etched on his face. “You tell me.”
“I’m not sure you want me to be in charge, angel.” He positions himself until he’s directly behind me, chest pressed against my back. I can smell his cologne: cedar, the hint of spice. I can see another tattoo hidden under the rolled sleeve of his jumpsuit. “When I play with things I like, I make sure to have my way with them.”
“Does that mean you like me?”
“Oh, Maxine.” He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, mouth right at the pulse point on my neck. “That’s one way to put it.”
SIX
HUNTER
I should buy a lotto ticket.
I manifested Maxine showing up tonight, and here she is. Warm and soft against me. Legs spread and breathing hard, her skirt hitched halfway up her thighs. She came back because she wanted to see me, andfucking helldid I want to see her.
I fucked my fist to the thought of her last night. I imagined those big blue eyes that widened when she saw me for the first time. I remembered her tight shirt and her big tits, and I wondered what she would look like with my cum on her chest. How pretty she would be on her knees while she sucked my cock.
There’s a good chance I’m obsessed with her already.
I brush her hair away from the back of her neck and press a kiss there. She melts into me, her limbs relaxing, and it’s my turn to let out a staggered breath. It’s been too long since I’ve been with a woman, and this one is having an obvious effect on me.
There have been friends with benefits over the years and people with mutual interests who have caught my attention for a night or two, but there’s something exciting about a girl who doesn’t know exactly what she wants. Who’s nervous and excited at the same time, and I can’t wait to see how far I can push her.
“Can I touch you again?” I whisper in her ear.
A not-so-wild guess would tell me going into haunted houses and letting men have their way with her isn’t something she does frequently, if at all. She’s too sweet, too much of a rule follower. Someone who is running on pure adrenaline and lust, not coherent decision making, and I need to make sure she’s still onboard with all of this.
My own sexual limits are practically nonexistent. I’ll try anything once and enjoy unconventional things others don’t. Do I like the murky waters of roleplay, discussed abduction, and a woman trying to fight me off? Fuck yeah, I do, but consent is a non-negotiable for me. If she doesn’t give me explicit permission, I’m not going to put a hand on her. I’ll walk away, hard dick and all, and still chalk this up as one of the best nights of my life.
There’s a long pause, and I stand there patiently. I have thirty minutes before my replacement comes in and bumps me to my break, and I’ll wait as long as it takes. Maxine’s shoulders sag. She drops her head into the crook of my neck and lets out a stuttering sigh.
“Y-yes,” she finally says.
I suppress a groan at her answer and again when she wiggles her hips, ass brushing over the outline of my throbbing cock.
“Yes, what, Maxine?” I give her hair another tug, tilting her chin back until our eyes meet. “I need to hear you say exactly what you want from me.”
“I want you to touch me.” It comes out as a rush of words, and I grin. “Anywhere you want. Please. I-I… I need you, Hunter.”
Fuck me.
I kiss the spot above her shoulder and run my tongue along her skin. “If I do something you don’t like, you need to tell me. Can you do that?”
“I promise.”
“Such a good girl.” I take a step back and push the hem of her skirt all the way to her waist. A lacy black thong greets me, and I drag my hands up, looping an arm around her waist. My fingers brush against the front of her underwear, and it’s impossible not to groan when I find a damp spot between her legs.Wet. Already so fucking wet. “All of this is for me?”
“I can’t explain it.” She wiggles her hips again, and I hope she can feel how hard I am. I’m close to yanking down the zipper of my jumpsuit and fucking her right here, right now. Against the wall. On the floor with my hand behind her head so she doesn’t get hurt. “I’ve never been like this with a guy before. It takeswork. A lot of—you… I—” She stops for a breath and gasps when I yank her underwear to the side and drag my knuckles along her soaked entrance. “You make me want things I’ve never wanted before, and I don’t evenknowyou.”
“What do you want to know?” I rub a slow, teasing circle over her clit and hum when she moans. “My last name? My favorite food? My credit card number so you can buy yourself whatever you want? I can give you the world if you let me, Maxine.” I push a finger inside her, finding her cunt wet and tight. She squeezes around me, and I’m going to dream about her pussy for days. “But if not, the least I’m going to give you is the best orgasm of your life.”
“That sounds like a line.” Her words falter when I press her chest into the wall and yank her hips back, bending her at her waist. She rests her head on her forearm, long hair curtaining her face from view. “Something I’ve heard from men before. Guess what? It’s never true.”
