“I love seeing my mark on you. I need you to do me a favor, though.” My cock was like a steel rod in my jeans, and I could feel my eye twitching.
“What is it?” Her voice trembled, matching her body’s reaction to me touching her.
“I need you to tell the Reaper to leave right now. Then I need you to lock your door. Will you do that for me, kitten?”
I groaned as she leaned her head to the side, inviting me to kiss her neck. Pulling the skin into my mouth, I sucked gently, tempering myself. I had an overwhelming urge to bite her and had to move to her mouth to stop myself.
Animalistic lust swirled through me, and I craved to seduce every part of this girl. Starting with her mouth, capturing it with mine, I traced her lips with my tongue until she opened to me.
The wordminescreamed in my head as I swallowed her little moans. Screw Nik’s caution. I needed her. Pouring that desperation into her mouth, I deepened the kiss while playing with her nipples.
KINSLEY
Carnal passion seeped from every stroke of his tongue on mine. It was frightening in the most beautiful way. He stole my breath, kissing me with his very soul. Everything faded except his lips on mine and his fingers pulling on my nipples.
They pebbled under his feathering touch, and the way his thumb swept back and forth over them had my thighs clenching. My head fell back as I surrendered to him. I shivered even though I was unbearably overheated to the point of feeling faint.
“I could do this all night. Tell me to leave. Now,” he breathed desperately before consuming my mouth once more.
I couldn’t say the words. I knew I should, but his kisses were the very air I breathed. So, instead, I pressed my breasts against his hands like a greedy whore. He pinched my nipples hard, sending another surge of sensation through me.
He growled, “Fuck, kitten. If you don’t stop me now, I’m going to take you over to your bed, rip your shorts off, and sink my cock deep inside you. I’d love nothing more than to feel your wet pussy wrapped around me, squeezing me. Tell me to leavenow.”
Something in his tone pierced through the thick fog of arousal shrouding my thoughts. A sudden clarity washed over me. The desperation and promise in his words created a visual unlike anything I was prepared for. With a hesitant movement, I pulled back from him, a whirlwind of uncertainty swirling around in my head.
I was so torn. Torn between the safety that telling him to leave would give and the daunting truth that I wanted him to do exactly as he threatened.
“Please, say the fucking words,” he groaned, looking at my swollen lips.
“Reaper, you should leave now,” I managed to say.
He stepped away, leaving me feeling lost and like I wanted to immediately take back the words. He clenched his jaw, and with one last kiss on the back of my wrist, he walked away from me.
“Lock this door,” he ordered before shutting it.
I rushed to obey him. Turning, I ran my hands over my lips. My breasts tingled, and my panties were soaked. I wrestled with wanting to run my hands down my body to play with myself.
Pulling on Nik’s T-shirt, I sat on the bed in a haze and then finally climbed under the covers. Seconds later, my phone buzzed.
REAPER:
It should be illegal what you do to me, kitten.
KINSLEY:
Same, Reaper. I’m over here wanting to touch myself, which is outside my scope of normal.
REAPER:
Is that so? What if I were to tell you I was touching myself? Would that shock you?
My stomach leaped, and I moaned softly. The thought of him stroking his cock while texting me was too much.
KINSLEY:
How exactly does that work? Are you that good at multitasking?
REAPER:
