I’d read a book about a wicked alpha wholoved to make lust-drunk omegas worship his body with their mouths, licking andkissing him all over. Now, I had no desire to share Silas with a harem of heat-struckomegas, but the worship idea was hot as fuck.
As I wiggled closer, I felt his erectionunder my ass, and his threat about filling me with his cum had my imaginationwhirling.
“Sit still, we’re going to talk, not getyou off.” The rough way he just laid down the law went right to my dick. No onehad ever talked to me like that. Outside of the dirty books I’d found online,I’d never heard anyone talk like that. Even Shane was always sweet to Tanner.
I didn’t want sweet.
Well, maybe once in a while.
“But I’d rather get off.” Maybe if I poutedagain, he’d spank me.
Unfortunately,Silas pinned my legs down to his with his strong grip. That wasn’t as much funas being spanked, but the rush of sensation that flooded through me as herestrained me was almost as good. Maybe if I was wiggly enough, he’d tie medown.
Silas’s chuckle said he didn’t care that Iwanted to come.
That was almost as hot as getting to come.
“We’re talking, Trouble.”
Talking wasn’t nearly as fun either.
I huffed and tried to stop rubbing my assagainst his cock, but it was too tempting. But I tried, so that should count.“Yes, Sir.”
“I know you want a spanking later.” Hisfingers started stroking my leg and I spread them, hoping he’d work his wayhigher.
He didn’t.
I realized that might have been a questiona few seconds too late, so I nodded. “Yes.”
The date was going too perfectly for me notto get my spanking.
“What else do you want?” The tenderstroking was driving me crazy, making it hard to answer.
So I didn’t try. “Everything.”
Silas chuckled. “That’s too vague.”
Not really, I pretty much meant everything.
“What do you want?” That would be easier, Icould just approve or veto his ideas.
“That’s not how this works. I need to knowyour limits and what makes you uncomfortable.” Silas finally inched his handhigher up my leg. “If you’re very good and answer my questions, I’ll give you alittle reward.”
Little?
“How little?” That evidently wasn’t theright response because his hand moved back down toward my knees.
Shit.
“I’ll be good.” I’d do whatever it took toget off. I’d been hard for days and it was starting to affect my ability tofunction—too much blood in other parts of my body and not enough in my brain.This couldn't continue. It wasn’t safe.
“Then answer my question.” He said it simply,like it was so easy.
“I don’t know what I want. I want it all,but I know that’s not reasonable, because really, I won’t like everything Iread, but I might so I should probably try it all. Not trying something justbecause it sounds odd would be very judgmental, wouldn’t it?” Once I startedanswering the question I couldn’t stop, but it didn’t seem to frustrate Silas.
“I can understand that.” He was sopatient…and so wicked. “But I can’t do everything to you tonight; some things,like fisting that sexy hole, will take time to work up to.”
So fucking wicked.
