Page 47 of Captivated By You
“I want to.” I headed to the bathroom and removed the condom. Two dark lines of blood streaked down the side.
Fuck. Why did that make me hard?
“You sure you’re okay?” I asked when I returned to her with a warm, wet cloth in my hand. I’d made her bleed. I wanted to beat my chest and cover her in kisses.
She turned a lazy smile my way, sated and maybe slightly embarrassed as I began wiping her.
“I’m good, I promise. Thank you for making my first time good for me.”
I tossed the cloth to the floor and climbed on top of her, rolling us so she was on top of me. My hand slid to the back of her head and I held her in place.
She didn’t have to thank me for that. I wanted to make everything good for her.
“Always.” I pulled her close and sealed our mouths together. We kissed languidly, slowly. We kissed like we had all the time in the world, but I didn’t push it further.
We didn’t have the time now, but I’d have her again later.
Now that she’d given herself to me, I wanted to take everything.
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“What in the hell?”
That was me scowling at Claudia. Hands plastered on my hips, I was still trying to shake off the memory of how she came hours ago, how her tight, so goddamn tight, cunt grabbed my dick making it almost impossible to slide into her.
But that was hours ago, and now the plane had just landed in Kansas City and we had to get moving.
“I just don’t think I should go to Kansas with you. Not to your family.”
“Why the fuck not?” I crossed my arms over my chest.
“Because media will be there, and you know it. I’m just not ready…” Her voice drifted.
I didn’t give a crap. I’d had her this morning and I was going to have her again tonight. Even if she was sore, there were other things I could teach her. No way in hell was she going back to New York like she’d just suggested. Where she could hide.
And maybe run from me.
“It’ll be fine.”
She started shaking her head and I dropped my hands, moving to her and gripping her waist. “Do you trust me?”
“What? Of course I do.”
“Then you’re coming. Told you we could do some of this at your pace but this isn’t one of them. And since I decided that, trust me to take care of the rest.”
“It’s not that, Liam.”
“Then what is it?”
She opened her mouth. Closed it. Worried her lip between her teeth and looked out the plane’s small windows. Not at me. She wasn’t even touching me even though I was holding her. A chill pricked the back of my neck.
It pissed me off. I didn’t have time for more bullshit, at least not today. “You’re coming with me.”
“I don’t want to.”
“And I don’t care. You’re mine, you do what I say.”
Jesus. If she’d slapped me I wouldn’t have been shocked.
