Page 5 of Thrill Me (Dark Odyssey 3)

Thank fuck she knows not to protest when I trail my finger up her stomach, up the enticing underside of her right breast and glide over the hard tip of her nipple. I look at her then and give her a cocky smile.

A smile at her frozen in my grasp, her eyes shimmer with the want and desire that courses through me, threatening to take her right here.

I make a point of keeping my gaze trained on her as I lower to the now diamond hard nipple and take it into my mouth. She’s trying… I can see she’s trying not to be aroused but she fails just as much as I do - to be herfriend.

Fucking fuck that –friends.

Friends, I don’t think so and definitely not when a moan filled with pleasure falls from her lips.

I suck harder and when she arches her back into the sheets I move to her right breast and give her pleading nipple the same attention.

Fingers flutter into my hair, encouraging me to continue, and fuck do I want to. I do, but… I won’t.

I won’t because this is where things change and I start another game I already know she’s going to give me a hard time agreeing to.

When she thinks I’m going to continue like I’ve been doing every time we do this I stop and pull back.

Her cheeks flush and her hands fall from my head.

I sit up and it’s like she just remembered we’refriendsand shuffles to get off the bed.

“I’m gonna get coffee, do you want some?” she asks, and like she’s my girl she reaches for my shirt and covers up the glorious view of her body by slipping into it.

She straightens and that mass of hair swishes around her waist.

Mimi looks at me and I stare back at her, still smiling. Or rather it’s more of a smirk. She knows me and now she’s suddenly wary because she can sense something’s up.

“No,” I answer, my tone flat.

“What do you want?”

I slide off the bed. Instantly I tower over her with my six feet and six inches and the width of my shoulders. In her heels she barely reaches the top of my chest. Like this with her five feet, she’s my erotic little fairy and she doesn’t know she just made a mistake by asking me that question.

Or, maybe she does. I step closer to her and she steps back. One more step and she steps back. It’s like an uncoordinated tango. I finish the rest of this dance by taking hold of her tiny waist and pushing her up against the wall.

A little gasp falls from her lips.

“I want you.That’swhat I want,” I inform her with a crude smile. “Babygirl I want you to be mine,properly.”

“Properly?”

Her eyes widen and when her breath hitches I lean just a little closer. “Yes, Maria.” I call her by her real name so she knows I’m serious as fuck.

“Yours,” she says that more as a statement than a question. More to herself than to me, like she’s contemplating it. She’d better. I’ll allow her to do that and unravel the shit from the past with my brother from her mind. When I’m inside her I just want her to think of me. Just me, nobody else.

“Babygirl,” I grin at her and brush my nose over hers. “You were always mine, now I want to claim you. That’s why I need us to cut this shit and you stop being my babygirl and be my doll.”

“Salvatore –”

No, no. I don’t want to even hear the hint of an excuse or whatever fucking thing she might think to tell me. I press my fingers to her lips. Those luscious lips. “This…” I smooth my finger over her full plump lips. “Those lips belong to me.”

That holds her attention. I smooth my hand down to her breasts and move the shirt away revealing the sexy pink nipples. Since I’m not about to see nipples looking like that and not suck them I lower again and suck briefly on the left one.

“These tits… are mine,” I tell her, giving them a good feel and that pleasure-filled expression fills her face again. However it’s replaced by undiluted shock when I slide my hands down to her panties and rub my thumb over the silky smooth skin of her mound. “And this. Your pussy belongs to me.”

Her panties are already wet, and like she knew not to stop me on the bed she knows now to keep still as I glide past the lace covering her folds and slide my finger inside her tight wet pussy.

The smile recedes from my face. I don’t want to fall in the trap of my own game, but fuck does she ever feel good. Wet and dripping with need for me.

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