Page 35 of Break Me
She raked her fingers through my hair, smiling as she did. I adored the way her breasts rose and fell every time she took a breath.
I fingered the elastic of her thong while rubbing the flat of my other hand back and forth across her pussy. The scent of her desire wafted between us and she bit her bottom lip as she peered down at me.
There was no doubt what she was thinking or feeling, her hunger as evident as mine.
When I pressed my thumb against her clit through the material, she tugged on my hair. The way she was tangling her fingers was a powerful aphrodisiac and the dominant side of me rushed to the surface.
I yanked her panties aside so I could rub my thumb around her already swollen bud. She was so wet, juice slickening her skin. I licked my lips in appreciation, enjoying every moment of the crazed expression on her face. The way her body vibrated to the intimate touch kept my cock fully aroused. She even tossed her head from side to side, pressing her hand against her mouth as if trying to mask a moan.
The evil man inside of me wanted her to scream out my name.
That would come with time.
She was taking shallow breaths, her eyes glassy. Just seeing her hunger exposed and her nipples poking through the thin lace of her bra kept a smile on my face. I slowly peeled her thong down her hips. She placed her elbows on the piano, arching her back. Now her eyelashes skimmed across the shimmer of her cheeks.
She was perfect in every way.
I carefully eased the material from her feet, tossing it aside and stood, using my foot to push the piano bench further away. When I did, she opened her eyes. Her chest continued to rise and fall, her eyes pinned on me when I reached around to the clasp of her bra.
A short laugh escaped her mouth when I managed to unfasten it quickly. She slid one strap down then the other, licking her bottom lip to tease the hell out of me.
It was driving me crazy, so much so if I didn’t free my dick soon, the pain would become unbearable.
I held her bra out to the side, issuing a slight growl before dropping it away. Now she stood completely naked in front of me and I simply remained still for a few seconds, basking in her beauty.
I cupped both breasts, squeezing while the smile on her face turned lurid. I could almost read her lewd thoughts and had been able to tell what she’d been thinking all through dinner.
Even though she’d tried to hide her thoughts and emotions from me.
Using just my thumbs, I swept them back and forth across her nipples. They were already tight little pebbles and I could instantly tell they were sensitive to my touch. They were the perfect shade of rose; I couldn’t help myself and indulged by pulling one into my mouth.
Why was it that every taste from her lips to her skin was sweet while the vixen inside was anything but? Another throb of my cock reminded me I was aching to be inside of her.
But I remained somewhat indulgent, rolling my lips to her other breast, sucking for a few precious seconds. As soon as I pulled back, I pinched her taut bud.
“Ouch.” Her voice was gravelly. She blinked several times and I couldn’t help but notice the corners of her mouth were upturned.
At that moment I reminded myself that she was a bad girl and I had made her a promise.
So I turned her around to face the piano and she tossed her head over her shoulder, laughing nervously.
“What are you doing?”
“What I promised you. I’m punishing you for running into a fire to save a man you didn’t even know.”
“I know him now,” she cooed.
I laughed and unfastened my belt. “No, sunshine. You don’t. Not even a little.”
She gripped the edge of the piano, staring at me incredulously.
But she wasn’t saying no.
In fact, the look in her eyes provided proof that I’d been right about her wants. Her needs. Only she’d yet to allow herself to enjoy embracing what she’d always wanted to be exposed to.
Domination.
I was electrified as I tugged the leather strap free, taking several steps away, curious as to if she’d try to stop me from proceeding.
