Page 112 of Blood Day
Thiswas the foreplay I craved.
That mindless oblivion that drove women and men to do unspeakable things to each other.
“I’m going to kiss you now, Lily,” I whispered, my gaze going to her mouth. “And then I’m going to rinse off.”
It would prolong the experience, heighten the illicit yearning between us, and force her into the mindless state needed for us to succeed in breaking down her walls.
I didn’t wait for her acknowledgment or acceptance; I merely claimed her mouth as I stepped backward beneath the massive showerheads. She moved with me, one hand still wrapped around my dick and the other on my ass.
I released her chin to catch the back of her neck, then I deepened our kiss with my tongue.
She moaned, her breasts meeting my chest as she leaned into me. Her grasp around my base tightened, her need a palpable presence between us as the water cascaded over our heads. I captured her ass with my free hand, forcing her even closer.
I wouldn’t fuck her.
Not like this.
Not tonight.
But soon.
Verysoon.
Just as soon as she understood how pleasure would work between us.
“Games are not always about winning, little flower,” I said against her mouth. “Sometimes they are meant for the purpose of mutual enjoyment.” And that was the lesson here tonight—that our sensual experiences would entertain both of us, not just me.
Her hand glided along my shaft as her opposite palm slid from my ass to my hip. “I like this game.”
I grinned. “I know. I like it, too.”
I kissed her again, my grasp against her neck tightening as she applied pressure with her grip below. Then the hand against my hip ventured south to dip between my legs and cup my balls.
“Time for a new game,” I told her, breaking our kissand grabbing her wrist again. I tugged her out of the shower despite the protest glittering in her gaze.
I wrapped her up in a towel before going back in to flip off the shower.
“Use the towel to dry yourself off. Then go get on the bed,” I said without looking at her. “I want you naked with your legs spread and your hands over your head. Understood?”
“Yes, Master Cedric.” There wasn’t a hint of fear in her tone, only excitement.
But I couldn’t stop the growl from leaving my chest as I exited the shower once more. “Cedric, Lily. NoMaster.”
She nibbled her bottom lip and considered me for a moment, making me wonder if she wanted to argue the title with me. But she must have decided otherwise because she nodded. “Yes, Cedric.”
Well, at least she was being less timid.
I accepted that as a positive start.
“If you really want to please me, you’ll spread your legs and bend your knees so I can see that pretty pussy when I walk into my bedroom.” I stepped toward her, still damp and naked and painfully hard. “If I like what I see, I’ll kiss you properly.”
She shivered. “I’m shaved.”
“I know. But it’s not your bare skin that I want to see, Lily.” I leaned in to press my lips to her ear. “I want you excited and begging for my tongue. I want your clit swollen with need. I want that alluring pink flesh so fucking soaked that you leave a wet spot on my bed. I want your natural perfume to choke me like a noose and bring me to my knees.”
That last part was already happening, her arousal spiking with each dark comment.
“Go get on the bed, Lily. Show me how you’veblossomed. And if I’m impressed, you’ll know by how vigorously I lick you with my tongue.”
