e lasted th

rough soaked fabric while I tried not to make a sound. Tried not to g

rse I

. "And you're fighting so hard not to show it. I can feel yo

ou," I

the fabric and pressed hard. "Very soon.

it w

been wet since the moment you saw me. That some part of you is

t. Wanted to tell

e my panties, finding me bare and slick, and th

o

ed. "Now stay quiet.

o

gh me even as pleasure buil

n forever. Trees pressed close on both sides, their branches creating a t

murder someone

have terrified me

rawling estate emerged from the darkness, all stone and sharp angles, more fortress than home. Gothic arch

his hand. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked t

ouble doors that looked like

ffered his hand. I ignored it

mist

hit the gravel, the combination of

fell, sweeping me into his

me

d the doors. "You can wal

I'm not a

hed them, revealing a massive foyer with marble floors and a chandelier that

with expensive art and furniture that screamed old money, up a curved staircase tha

the last doo

now. You'll sleep here. Eat here when I w

leeping in

oor open and ca

-to-ceiling windows overlooking the grounds. A fireplace already bu

e bed, and I immediately

ankle and dra

opping to something dark. "You do

t g

to my thigh. "When I ask you a questi

't hav

reading my legs. "Your pleasure belongs to me now. You don't come without permis

me despite my fear. "

posing my soaked panties. "These rules aren't negotia

d of cons

"The kind you'll hate

my panties and tore them

ctively trying t

gaze fixed between my thighs. "And so ready for me. Tell me, lit

ate

ugh my wetness, circling my entrance but not

p, refusing

completely. "Then I guess you

ai

"You want something from me, you ask ni

man. And the humiliation s

did

I heard

ase

e touc

aling a chest covered in muscle and scars. "You haven'

nce of violence written across his

," I wh

ude

roke. "You make me w

across his ribs, what looked like a bullet wound near his shoulder, dozens of

" I couldn

cenely loud in the quiet room. "Or I'll make y

to fuck me

his pants down, and

d pierced, as in a silver barbell thro

d himself. "You watch. You beg. And if you're very good, I'll let

s not

ur boyfriend sold you." He stroked himself slowly. "No

refused. Shoul

dy had ot

d spread my legs, exposing mysel

" he co

myself for how mu

he said. "Show m

legs, fingers finding my

up on his cock. "I wan

pleasure building fast n

to

and

permission." He was breathing h

ered bu

sitioning himself between my spr

e guided himsel

and musk and something darker. The piercing w

he com

er, my hands gripping

ng in my hair. "Fuck. Your

sts, never going deep enough to choke me

out, we were

asped. "Pleas

rst, you come on my tongue. Then my fingers. And only when I'm satisfi

d frant

y i

derst

d gi

first touch of his tongue a

tarving for it, his tongue and teeth working in perfe

mpossibly fast, spir

sto

cried. "

prope

lease let me come,

wo at once, curling to hit something that

nse it was beginning to feel sweetly painful. I came apart on

h it, dragging out every last tremor u

ithdrawing his fingers. "An

ain, and my eyes went wide whe

one

ssion turned mu

arded pants, glanced at the scree

," he said, his voic

ked like a bathroom, the

, still tremblin

ranger, I mean a dangerous, possibly psychot

ed every se

room doo

pression grim. "Get dre

ind of

ust put a fifty-million-d

urned to i

back on. "Apparently he's not happy I outbid everyon

I'm n

zed. "That makes you worth

pulled me off the bed.

are we

s all teeth

eople don't fuck with what