Page 59 of Alluring Darkness

With the loss of support, I slam down on the ground again.

Eli uses my moment of disorientation to twist my arms up behind my back. Shifting my wrists to one hand, he plants his other on the back of my neck. I kick my legs and buck my hips, trying to wiggle out from underneath him. His fingers tighten around the back of my neck, pressing my face down harder against the grass.

“Submit,” he orders.

I try to yank my wrists out of his grip. “Make me.”

He leans down over me until his lips brush against the shell of my ear. “I thought you’d never ask.”

His warm breath dances over my skin like a gentle caress, sending a shiver through my body. It makes my brain malfunction for a few seconds, which was probably his plan all along because he uses those seconds to quickly shift his position so that he is facing the other way instead.

Right as my mind catches up, he settles his weight on my back, trapping my hands underneath him. My heart thuds against my ribs so hard that I can almost hear it through the ground as Eli pulls my skirt up so that it’s bunched around my waist instead and then slides my panties down over my ass.

Air rushes over my bare ass as he pushes the fabric down my thighs, making my skin prickle from the exposure. I kick my legs in an effort to loosen his hold on me. But he just keeps sliding my panties down.

Heat thrums through my veins.

While trying to yank my arms out from underneath him, I kick my legs again.

I gasp as a palm comes down hard on my ass. Eli slaps his hand against the other side of my ass too. Biting my lip, I swallow down a moan. My pussy throbs.

“You really do have such a spankable ass,” Eli says, drawing his hand along it’s curve. Then he gives it a small slap. “Now, lie still while I finish getting your panties off.”

Need pulses through me as I bite back another moan. Lying there on my stomach, I wait until Eli has gotten my panties down my legs. There is no way that he will be able to get them off fully without taking his weight off my back and hands.

The moment he does, I move.

As soon as he has risen to his knees and pulled my panties over my shoes, I yank my hands out and start scrambling away.

He spins around. And before I’ve even made it two feet, his hand locks around my ankle. I let out a yelp as he yanks me back towards him. My shirt rides up my stomach as I slide along the grass.

Twisting around, I sit up and try to push him off me instead. But before I can, he plants a hand against my chest and shoves me back down on the grass. I hit it with a thud while he settles his weight on my hips.

His eyes dance with excitement and anticipation as he meets my gaze. My heart flips at the devilishly handsome smile on his face, and for a moment, I forget that I should be fighting him.

All I want to do is to grab the back of his neck and yank that troublesome mouth down to mine, but he’s still my enemy. And I’m still his enemy. Kissing would be too intimate. It would cross that thin line we’re already balancing on right now. And I still want him to fuck me hard and rough and dominantly, so I raise my arms as if to push him back.

He quickly snatches my wrists from the air and slams them back against the grass.

I squirm again, but it’s no use. I’m now hopelessly trapped against the ground. My exposed pussy aches at the power pulsing from Eli as he pins me beneath him.

“Submit,” he commands again.

So I flash him a grin full of challenge and repeat, “Make me.”

He releases my wrists. Stunned surprise flickers through me, and before I can do anything with my newfound freedom, he locks his hand around my throat. I yank my arms up and grab his forearm, trying to push it away. He just tightens his grip on my windpipe.

“Unbuckle my belt,” he orders. “You have five seconds to comply before I cut off your air completely.”

Lust pulses through my body at the unflinching command in his voice. With my clit throbbing, I scramble to get my hands to his belt before his deadline has passed. Since I’m on my back, and his forearm is also blocking part of the view, it’s difficult to see what I’m doing as I fumble to open his belt. But he is apparently satisfied with my speedy efforts at least, because he still allows me to breathe.

Once I’ve unbuckled his belt, he says, “Unzip my pants.”

I undo the button before sliding the zipper down.

“Take out my cock.”

Desire thrums inside me as I slip my hand beneath his black boxers and free his cock. I’ve seen it before, of course, but heat still rushes through me at the size of it. Once his hard length is out, I reluctantly take my hand off it and let my arms drop back down by my sides. But my eyes keep getting drawn back to his cock. Fuck, I want that inside me. And I want it now.

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