Addiction (23 page)

His knees push my legs apart. He lifts his body off mine and then his hand is between my legs. I gasp as he pushes a finger deeply into me. He pulls it out and then this time thrusts two. My voice catches in my throat as I arch my neck and my nipples harden.

I’m in no mood for foreplay. “I need you.” I gasp as I run my fingers through his hair.

He all of a sudden pulls back and gets off the bed. I lean up on my elbows as I pant. “What’s wrong?”

He reaches down and picks his pants up off the floor. He digs into his back pocket and pulls out his wallet. “Fuck!” He hisses before throwing it to the floor. He looks up at me breathing heavy.

I instantly know the problem. I nod my head to my nightstand. “Top drawer.”

He opens my drawer in a rush and I’m about to open my mouth and tell him to not worry about it, that I’m on the pill, but I decide against it. If he’s willing to take the time to use a condom, then I should let him. I’m already being a little slut, might as well not be a stupid one.

He turns to face me, and he holds up his right hand. I swallow nervously and my cheeks heat up when I see he’s holding my little pink vibrator. He arches an eyebrow. “Why do you look so ashamed?” The smile on his face is nothing short of amusement.

I lower my eyes to look at my bedspread. There’s nothing wrong with having toys, but him knowing I have it is what’s embarrassing. The vibrator appears in front of me on my bedspread, and I look up at him. He turns away from me and starts to dig through my drawer some more.

“What are you doing?” I ask nervously. Is he mad at me?

“I’m going to fuck you!” he says matter-of-factly as he pushes the drawer closed and stands. My eyes widen when I see he found my black sleep mask. I bought it the first night after I worked at Seven Deadly Sins when Savannah dragged me to Walmart for blue hair dye. I figured it would help me sleep during the day since I was working nights.

“Case …” I start to shake my head, and he reaches out to grab my arm. He pulls me over to him, and my body trembles as he begins to speak.

“I’m going to fuck you however I want.” The order sends a shock through my body, but I can’t help but shake my head at him. He runs his hand up the back of my head and grabs a handful of my hair. I close my eyes and my lips part as I pant. He’s so dominant, yet he makes me want to rebel. Just to see how far he will push me. “Say it!” he growls in my ear.

I try to free my hair from his grip, but he doesn’t let go. It just makes my pussy throb and my heart race. “You’re gonna fuck me,” I pant.

“How am I gonna fuck you?” His rough voice whispers in my ear, and I can’t help but reach down and touch my swollen pussy. I need him, and he’s taking too long.

His free hand grabs my hand between my legs and pulls it away. “You’re just making it harder on yourself, Taylor.” There’s amusement in his voice that causes me to open my eyes and look up at him. A smirk plays on his face.

“However you want.” I breathe. “Please, just fuck me,” I beg shamelessly. “However you want,” I repeat desperately. I just need him inside me.

He leans down, and his lips brush mine. “Was that so hard?” His tongue runs along my bottom lip. I go to lean in to kiss him, but his hand in my hair prevents it. I growl, and he chuckles once again. He’s driving me nuts, and he knows it.

All of a sudden, he lets go of my hair and pulls away from me. “Turn around and get up on your knees,” he orders.

I quickly do as I’m told. Without warning, he slips the black mask over my eyes covering me in darkness. My breath hitches and instinct has me reaching up to grab it, to remove it.

“No!” His hands grab my hands and pull them down from my face. I turn my face to look over my shoulder as if to look at him, but all I see is blackness. “However I want. Remember?” he asks, massaging softly up and down my arms. His fingers dig into my skin, and I let out a moan.

I nod my head. “Yes.” I lick my lips. I didn’t think I could get any hornier, but he keeps proving me wrong.

He lets go of me, and I hear some commotion before I feel the bed dip once again behind me. I jump when I feel his hands grab my hands again. His chuckle informs me of his amusement. He likes to play with me. My heart pounds in my chest as he pulls them behind my back. He holds them in one hand for a quick second before I feel something thick and heavy wrap around them. His belt maybe? Once he removes his hands, I try to pull them apart, but something has bound them. “Case…” I rasp. “What are you …?”

“Don’t worry.” He remains behind me as he brushes hair off my shoulder. “I’m still going to fuck you, baby,” he assures me. “I’m just gonna play with you a little first.”

“Play?” I swallow nervously.

I feel him shift behind me as he presses his body further into mine. My legs shake nervously, and I breathe heavily. I whimper when I feel a hand between my legs. Seconds later, I hear a buzzing sound before I feel it against my clit.

My body jerks, and I gasp as the sensation sends a jolt through me. His other hand wraps around my other shoulder, and he places his hand on my throat. It forces me to lean my back into his hard chest as he pulls my neck back. He doesn’t cut off my air but holds me firmly.

He slides the toy back and forth along my pussy before he very slowly pushes it into me. My body shudders, and I can’t help but fight his hold. The sensation of the vibration and the tight hold his hand has on me has my mind reeling.

“Don’t fight it,” he whispers, and it just makes me want to fight him more. I love the way his hand feels around my throat. I love to know that he has that power. That I’m helpless to him. I love the way he tied my wrists helplessly behind my back. I’m at his mercy, and I want him to take it.

I clench my teeth and my legs shake as he slowly pushes the little vibrator into my soaked pussy. I cry out and rock my hips against his hand.

“You’re so greedy,” he rasps. “I like it.”

I try to speak, to beg him not to stop, but nothing comes out but moans and whimpers. “Have you ever used this vibrator and imagined it was me getting you off?” his deep voice demands. “Hmm?” He pulls it out slowly and runs it across my clit. I whimper as my pussy clenches. “You know I imagine you when I get myself off.”

I try to pull my hands apart once again but whatever he tied them with doesn’t give one bit. He jerks my head back more and it makes it even harder to breathe with his hand around my throat. “I imagine you on your knees as I fuck your mouth.” I swallow thickly. “I imagine fucking you in a crowd full of men. All of them jealous of what is mine.” That thought should not turn me on. I shouldn’t want others to see me in such a personal act.

He lowers the vibrator from my clit and pushes it into my pussy again. “You would like that, wouldn’t you?” I can feel his smile as he presses his lips agasint the side of my neck. “Others standing around as I make you fucking come on my cock.” I shake my head from side to side the best I can with his hand around my throat and he let’s out a laugh. “You can tell me whatever you want, darling. But your body doesn’t lie.”

I go to open my mouth to say something, anything but his hand picks up the pace as he fucks me with my vibrator and I feel my muscles clench and my back arches as a strangled cry is ripped from my parted lips.

“Come for me, baby,” he demands as I feel his teeth bite down on my shoulder.

My body shudders as it explodes in his arms. Even with the mask over my eyes, I still see spots dance in the darkness. I’m panting and my body continues to shake as he removes the vibrator from my pussy and his hand from around my throat. I drop my chin to rest on my chest while I wait for him to remove the blindfold and unbind my hands. Instead, I feel his hand on my back. He pushes me forward until I fall down on the bed. I try to push myself up, but it’s impossible with my hands tied behind my back. I should feel nervous about this position—every part of me exposed and not able to move my arms or see what he is doing—but I’m not. My body still trembles, my heart races, and I try to catch my breath. I shudder as he runs two fingers along my pussy and then his fingers make their way  upward. All I can do is let out a moan as he presses the tip of his finger into my ass. At this moment, I will take anything he has to give me. And I know my body will glady enjoy it.

I hear him growl from behind me and then he removes his fingers from my body. I hear the sound of a foil packet ripping and then I’m arching my back and lifting my head from my comforter as I scream out from his hard cock entering me roughly.

***

We lay side by side naked as we laugh at something I had just said. The belt, vibrator, and mask lie at the end of the bed. As the laughter dies down, I turn onto my side and look at Case. He has one arm behind his head and the other is resting over his chiseled abs. A smile still on his face. He looks so handsome like this. It’s easy to forget who he really is. What he really does for a living.

“How old are you?” I blurt out. I need to know things about him even if I do tell myself it doesn’t matter.

“Twenty-nine,” he responds without hesitation. Hmm. So he’s eight years older than I am. That’s not bad.

What else do I wanna know? “Can I ask you something?”

His head falls to the side as he looks at me. The smile makes him look so young, so free. “Sure.”

I want to ask him about his past, his tattoos, but I won’t. This is one of those moments I don’t wanna fuck up. “Will you tell me about the club?” I decide to ask.

“What do you want to know about it?” he asks slowly, but the smile is still on his face.

“What made you and Brecken open the club? Savannah told me you have owned it for nine months.” This is the safest question I can think of, but I want to know more about him.

He lets out a shaky sigh as if he just dodged a bullet. I give him a soft smile to try to ease his discomfort and let him know that I won’t dig too deep. “Connections.”

“Connections?”

He nods. “We knew a friend who happened to know someone who was selling the warehouse. The second we looked at it, we knew what we wanted to do with it.”

“Have you and Brecken been friends long?” I don’t think that is too big of a question.

“A long time.”

Hmm. That is not good enough. “Since back in high school?” I ask.

“Yes,” he says simply.

“And …?” I don’t want to just come out and ask questions. I want him to want to tell me about himself. I want to feel like I deserve to know him. The real him.

“And what?” he asks with a huff. I sit up and lick my lips nervously as I stare down at him. He still has one arm over his stomach and the other under his head, but his eyes look darker as he stares up at me.

“I wanna know more about you,” I say softly. “I’m not asking for you to tell me everything. I want to, but I know you don’t.” He goes to speak, but I speak before he can say anything. “I know this is just a hook-up. And I’m okay with that, but it doesn’t mean I don’t care to know you on a more personal level.”
He’s your boss; you don’t need to know him on a personal level.

He pulls his hand out from underneath his head and reaches up, pushing some loose strands of hair from my face. “Is that what this is to you? A hook-up?”

“Uh …” I don’t know how to answer that. “Yes?” He smiles at my confusion. “Isn’t that what this is to you?” I decide is a better response. When in doubt, answer a question with a question.

He sits up, and his face is only inches from mine. “I thought we decided this last night,” he whispers softly against my lips.

“Decided what?” What did we talk about last night? All I remember is him standing in the kitchen and then waking up alone in bed this morning. There wasn’t much talking involved.

He brushes the back of his knuckles against my cheek. “I told you that I don’t share what is mine.”

I frown as I repeat his words in my head. “I’m not sleeping with anyone else, if that is what you’re worried about,” I answer softly. Should I have made him think I was? I mean what are the odds he isn’t sleeping with someone else? Should I play hard to get? I’ve already slept with the man; maybe I should make him think he has competition.

“I’m not worried about it,” he says with a smirk on his face.

I pull back as I let out a huff. “Excuse me?”

He chuckles this time as he reaches out and grabs my upper arm, pulling me back to him. “Wanna know why?”

“Yes.” He’s such an arrogant bastard …

He lowers his lips down to mine. “Because I will kick any guy’s ass who touches you. I told you last night I don’t share what’s mine.”

My lips part and I inhale. He considers me his? “I’m not sure what that means exactly,” I say truthfully.

He smirks as he lowers his hand from my hair, over my collarbone, and stops when he gets to my breast. “It means exactly how it sounds. You only see me. You only fuck me.” His voice drops to a deeper tone, and it makes my nipples harden. He places it between two fingers and pinches it. I gasp as a shiver runs down my spine.

“And you?” I manage to ask breathlessly.

“What about me?” He pushes his head into the crook of my neck.

“Just who are you gonna see?” I swallow when his lips gently brush my skin. “Who are you going to fuck?” I finish off with a sigh.