His eyes flash with primal heat as the muscles in his jaw tighten. “Run.”
My heart beats wild against my chest as I stare toward the dark gaze in his eyes.Is he serious? Does he really want meto run? Where do I go? There’s no space to move in this small cabin.
“You want to test me?” His voice is so low that I feel it rumble between my legs. “Would you rather I take you over my knee right here?” He raises one arm, solid and deliberate, his bicep cutting off my only escape like a wall of flesh.
Grinning with excitement, I tuck beneath his grip, swing open the front door, and run out into the rain, stomping through puddles of mud with bare feet as I sprint through the forest floor and round the house. I have no idea what comes of any of this.I always imagined sex as soft and slow, but this is so much better!
My heart races as I hear the sloshing of his heavy steps behind me. “Little princess,” he calls, his voice thick with dark amusement, “I’m gonna catch you.”
Heat waves up through my toes despite the cold mud squishing between them and the heavy wet rain soaking my sundress.
A branch snaps behind me, and I flinch. Not because I’m scared… because I’m not. I don’t want to escape. I want the chase. I want to be hunted. I want the jolt of life that comes from nearly being caught only to escape again. I want to feel him close in, his breath on my neck, his hands finally on my skin when he claims me.
I veer off the path and dart into a nearby bush, breathing heavily as I watch him stalk around the edge of the cabin and back again. His deep voice calls for me as his biceps flex and his shirt clings to his soaking, sculpted body.
Lord, the man is hot.
Before I get lost in a trance of abs and biceps, he disappears. I can’t see him. I have no idea where he went.
My heart races and rain pours heavily. Maybe I should move. What if he’s behind me?
Then, his hands clamp down around the back of my neck, his fingers tightening with primal force. He doesn’t say a word. He only growls low and hot against my soaking throat.
Dear fucking God, what’s happening?
“My little princess thought she was hiding,” his voice drips with dark, playful mockery, “but you know I’d catch you, right? You had to know.”
I whimper under his touch. Desperate for him to lay me out and spread me open. Desperate for him to fuck the virginity away. Desperate for his big, thick cock to erase all the pain that Rick ever caused me.
He shoves his thigh between my legs, his gaze never leaving before he plants two thick fingers inside of me with a groan. “Oh,” his rough voice shakes, “my baby girl is tight.”
A jagged bolt of lightning splits the sky, bathing the darkness in a flash of eerie violet. A heartbeat later, thunder tears through the night deep and violent like the earth itself is groaning in protest of our premature escapades. It rattles the windows, hums in my bones, and leaves the air charged with something wild and electric.
My hips thrust forward in tandem with the night, in dance with this touch.
“Tell me you need my cock, little girl. Say it loud.”
I moan, barely able to keep my eyes open as he hits pressure on a spot I’ve never felt before. “I want you,” I moan. “I want your cock so bad.”
“Say it louder,” he growls. “Tell me you need me.”
Why is this so fucking hot?
“I need you,” I pant, my back scraping against the bark of the slippery pine. “I need you.”
“Good fuckin’ girl.” His teeth bite down on my shoulder as his thick fingers thrust inside of me, hitting a spot that makes it impossible for me to move.
I rock against his touch, moaning, as a pine scented rain drips on my face.
His giant frame leans up against mine. Then all at once, like a shot of lightning straight through my core, I come, hard and fast, sucking in air as though my lungs aren’t getting it fast enough.
Time stutters, noises dim, and for a second, it’s the two of us here without regard for anyone or anything.
I collapse forward like a rag doll into his arms, breathing heavily, chest heaving. He holds me then tips me back again, taking my face in his massive hand, his voice deep and raspy as he says, “Fuck, baby. You sound so fuckin’ good.”
I sigh under my breath as I try to suck in air, feeling more alive than I have in ages.
His gaze holds on mine like I’m something holy, like he can’t get enough, like he’s hooked on whatever we’ve unlocked. “Good girl. Now run up to the cabin and get warmed up.”
