Page 76 of I Promise You
I snake my hands underneath her scrub top. Her skin erupts in goosebumps and then I find her hardened nipples, and my cock jerks when I thumb her nipples. I can feel my uniform grow tighter. I palm her breast hard and it fills my hand like they were fucking made for me and only me to suck on...to fuck.
“Danny,” she moans against my lips, but it drives me even more crazy, my stomach clenching with desire and greed.
I grind my pulsing cock against her throbbing cunt. Even through her scrubs, I know she’s longing for me.
I’ll be the only man she’ll ever moan for, and that’s a fucking promise.
“Does our situation feel familiar, baby?” I squeeze her breasts again, and she gasps.
The way she tried to tease me in Iraq only got her choked against the wall, her fragile throat beneath my hands as we kissed. One of my favorite memories of my little angel comes back to me, sending me into euphoria.
“Doesn’t ring a bell,” she whispers, panting hard, her vision pinned to my lips.
“Did you just sass me, Ari?” I taunt, my tone threatening. Another boundary to fracture and I will.
I will be her firsts and lasts and that’s an unbreakable vow of mine.
Ari goes rigid like she did something bad, because she did. She’s flicked on the wild switch, the fucked-up parts of me dangerously waiting for me to inflict pain on her.
She swallows, unable to answer.
“Let me remind you what happens when you disobey my commandments, little angel.” I grin wickedly, ready to play the games I always win. “Your tits are exquisite. But they would look even more heavenly with my dick in between them.”
“Now, get on your knees and let me fuck those tits.”
I drop her to her feet, gently. Ari’s cheeks blush bright pink as she registers what I’m about to do to her. She bites her bottom lip, her front teeth digging into them.
I can’t wait to make her bleed again.
I tower over, my palm on the wall, waiting as she adjusts her on her knees.
She looks so fucking cute in her scrubs...but she looks even more sexy without them on.
“I just want to finish what you started in Iraq,” she confesses, her eyes dilating as she throws her scrub top over her head, flinging it behind me on the hospital bed.
“Careful what you wish for.” I pull on her ponytail, causing her beautiful dark black hair to dislodge from the hair tie. I will make a mess of her, the way I’ve been waiting to, longing to since I left her on her birthday.
She clenches her thighs together, probably to satisfy the need to feel me. And I will satisfy her like I always do…after I’m done punishing her.
This whole hospital will know just who she fucking belongs to after I’m done with her.
No one would dare fire her, knowing she’s mine. But mostly because of how hard she’s worked to earn her position here. I wouldn’t allow it—over my dead body.
The sounds of hospital chatter, phones ringing, and monitors beeping should be enough to swallow the sounds I’m about to force out of her mouth.
My hand grips the back of her head, pulling from the roots of her hair, and a harsh breath escapes her mouth when I force her eyes on me.
She smiles, glaring daggers at me. Her brown eyes sparkle like they always do. I’ll never take for granted the way they come alive when she sees me.
She reaches for her back, her fingers quickly unhooking her light pink bra and her tits bounce when they’re free. The way they move up and down…
Fuck, I need to taste them. They’re luscious tear drops waiting to be sucked on, and I will take them into my mouth after I fuck them. Her light nude brown shade nipples are perfectly pointed.
Fuck, I’m in trouble.
I lick my lips, letting her hair go to rip off my belt. I can’t undress—it’s a damn hassle to put my gear back on—but I don’t need it all off to make her scream.
I loosen the bolts on my belt, ultimately loosening the waistband.
