Page 53 of Ruthless

She giggled. “That sounds so ridiculous.”

“Yeah, it does,” I laughed, feeling something that I usually didn’t. Maybe it was…joy? I wasn’t sure, but that’s what Rachel did to me… And it was fucking addictive. “But are you still scared?” My fingertips landed on her thighs, the sweatpants keeping me from touching her bare skin. I hadn’t had a chance to be with her in a bed, or to hold her…

Not that it was my style… But I found myself wanting to.

“I’m a little scared,” she finally said, her breath catching as my hands made it to her upper thighs. “But you know this is on the camera, right? Anyone could see…”

“It’s almost four in the morning,” I told her. “No one is going to show up.” I moved from the chair, moving toward her and situating myself between her legs. I tipped her head back with her chin, forcing her to look up at me.

“Then what are you going to do?” Rachel dared me with those golden eyes, her tongue running along her bottom lip. “Because the clock is ticking.”

I shook my head at her, a greedy smile tugging at my lips. “You’re such a fucking tease, princess.”

“That’s because I want you to do something about it,” her voice softened.

I ran my thumb where her tongue had just been. “You want me to fuck you on this bed?”

Her breath hitched and she nodded.

“Tell me,” I demanded, gripping the side of her face. “I need you tell me that you want me to fuck you, baby.”

“Baby?” she echoed, her brow furrowing.

I froze, not even realizing that I had said it. “Sorry, princess.”

She didn’t say anything, closing the space between us and pressing her lips to mine. I went for her then, grabbing her by the waist and scooting her back on the bed. I kept myself in between her legs, and grabbed the waistband of her pants, stripping the sweats and her underwear right off of her.

“Oh fuck,” I growled, running my hands down her bare thighs as I took in the sight of her pussy. I pulled her shirt overhead and she unhooked the back of her bra, her tits bouncing free…

And I wanted to kiss every inch of her body.

“I want to see all of you,” she murmured as my lips landed on her neck. “Please.”

I pulled away from her, giving her what she asked of me. It was the least I could do, given that she was stuck here in the basement. I stripped out of my t-shirt, and undid my jeans, slipping everything off. My cock was so fucking hard that it felt like it might explode if I didn’t slip it inside of her, but I ignored it.

Leaning over her, I pressed my lips to her neck, tasting her skin. She smelled of the vanilla soap that I had put in the bathroom, but she was still Rachel. And maybe the Jasmine scent was gone from her hair, but she was still the most intoxicating human being I had ever encountered.

My hands traced her curves as my dick brushed against her entrance, feeling the moisture already there between her legs. I wanted to fucking bury it inside of her, and I let out a growl of need as I kissed my way down her collar bones.

“Ooh…,” the moan filled the basement, her voice sultry with lust. My lips caressed her skin as I made it to her chest. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, running my tongue around her areola. She threaded her fingers through my hair, tightening as my fingers dipped through her wet folds. She was fucking everything in the moment.

I gyrated my fingers against her clit, and she squirmed, her moans growing louder as her body moved more in rhythm with my hand. I continued to suck on her breast, stimulating her nipple with my tongue as my fingers finally dipped inside of her.

“Oh…Oh…,” the words slipped from her as her entire body tensed around me.

“Cum for me, princess,” I growled into her.

Her cries grew in volume as she closed her eyes. “Trevor…,” She panted my name just as her body clenched around fingers, her orgasm bearing down around me. I didn’t even care that she used my old name.

I just wanted it on her fucking lips.

“I want you inside of me,” she panted, her eyes fluttering open as her body finished coming down. She didn’t even have to ask me twice as I lifted my mouth from her chest and leaned back, placing the head of my cock against her pussy.

Shit, condom.

“I’m on birth control,” she forced out, just as her eyes met mine. “Please just fuck me, Trevor.”

She’d have to stop using that name, but I wasn’t going to go there right now. I pressed my cock into her, my breath hitching as it stretched her. A guttural groan rattled my chest, the sensation setting off all the fireworks in my body. I locked eyes with her, taking in her parted lips and the pleasure contorting her expression. I committed it to my memory as I pulled out and thrust into her again.

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