“Let go of my hands, Kaine,” I say, my voice coming out in a hiss.
“Are you going to run?”
“No,” I lie.
“I don’t believe you, you think I don’t know you by now?”
“You won’t know until you let me go, will you?”
“Fine. But let me remind you, there’s not a chance in hell you’re leaving this apartment tonight,” he threatens me. And in my right mind, I might believe him; as it is, all I hear is a challenge.
“Then let me go and prove it.”
He drops his hands away from my wrists, and steps away from me.
The bile rises in my throat, and I pull my hand away from the wall and slash my nails down the side of his face in one blinding arc.
“You fucking bastard!” I scream and run to the elevator door.
Without a word, a sound, he grabs me by the hand and throws me like a ragdoll over his shoulder, carrying me back into the main part of his apartment. I thump my hands on his back, kicking my legs as hard as I can, but it doesn’t stop him. I feel completely overpowered.
“Put me down!” I scream.
“No.”
“Please… I won’t do it again, I promise!” I beg.
“Oh, I know you won’t””
He takes me into his bedroom and throws me down on the mattress, I scramble to get to my feet, but he’s holding me down, my legs trapped under his and his hands holding my wrists down again over my head.
“Jade,” he says. Calm. Quiet. Strong.
I just hiss in response.
“Listen to me, Jade.”
I shake my head. Refusing to let his words enter my head. It doesn’t stop him.
“We will find your brother, hopefully soon. But you can NOT go out there tonight. It’s too unsafe, and you know that. I told you once and I’m telling you again, I will never let anything happen to you ever again.”
And then his mouth is on mine.
I scream but the sound is muffled in our kiss. Heat rises through my chest, and I try to stop the feeling of need rising through my core.
“So, we’re going to stay here,” he pants as he moves his mouth off mine for second. “And I’m going to do what I’ve wanted to do since the moment I saw you.”
And even in this moment, I can’t deny my need to know. “What’s that?”
“I’m going to fuck you.”
The words flash like a meteor shower in my head, and I can’t help but give in to the sentiment. I want to hate him, and in some way, I do. But just as he said, I’ve wanted this since I first knew who he was. And knowing he wants the same has me instantly wet.
I want him inside me.
We stare at each other for a moment; there’s a drop of blood where I slashed his face, but he ignores it.
And then it starts.
His hands all over my body, his mouth, his lips, his tongue. He’s everywhere at once. His groans fill my brain and all I know is that I want to feel his skin on mine.
I tear at his shirt again, this time trying to peel it off his body. He sits up for a minute and pulls it over his head. His chest is bare and sculpted, just like I remember from the shower, from the roof. I pull myself up and trace the line of his abdomen with my fingers and it ripples under my touch. He pulls my finger off his body and to his mouth, wrapping the entire length with his lips.
The throbbing between my legs is becoming almost painful, my hip lifts without my doing and he knows, he knows I need him to touch me there.
Scooting down the length of my body, he hefts my skirt up around my waist, kissing the top of my inner thigh.
He stops moving for a moment, looking at me from between my legs. “You’re so beautiful, Jade. Like a fucking angel,” he growls, before he pushes aside my damp panties, spreading me apart and plunging his tongue inside me.
“Oh my God!” I hear myself scream, and a wave of tremors travel along every nerve of my entire body. His hot breath washes over my wetness, and I feel his tongue retreat and then circle over my aching bud.
My hands find his head somehow, and tangle in his hair.
Then I lay back, just letting the pleasure wash over me as he alternates between gyrating a finger deep inside me and sucking on my clit.
My hips grind against him, and I feel like I’m nothing but pure sex, demanding more.
“Kaine, God, Kaine, I’m so close.”
My words make him pull away and I regret it.
I whimper and he shushes me with a kiss, his body easing on top of me, as I feel his hands fumble with his pants.
“Easy, girl. You have nothing to worry about, nothing to fear. I’m going to give you everything you want.” He gently eases my legs apart, bending them at the knees.
I don’t know what to do, I just lie there watching him, wanting him. My hand comes up to push the hair from my eyes, and he grabs it and holds it tight in his hands.
“I don’t have… I don’t have protection. I can only promise you that I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, and I know you have nothing to worry about.”
“I can promise you the same” is all I can say. He knows, he knows from the look in my eyes, that I’ve never trusted anyone more.
“I’ve wanted this so much, fantasized about it, dreamed of it… stroked my cock over it, so many times.”
“You have?” I ask, a sudden shyness overcoming me at the thought of him fantasizing about me, as if I won’t be able to live up to it.
“God, yes. I want you so much, I’d give up everything in my life to be inside you.”
“Then hurry up and do it. Fuck me, Kaine. Please, I want you to fuck me.”
And as if it is those exact words he’s been waiting for, he lets go of my hand, pressing down hard on my legs to spread my knees wide, before slamming his hips against mine, plunging his cock deep inside of me.
“Ugh!” He grunts. And his cock burns as it pulls out of me before plunging in again. “God, Jade, you oh, fuck!”
“Kaine. Yes. Don’t stop. I want you. Fuck me.”
“I couldn’t stop, baby, I couldn’t if I wanted to.”
He takes my legs, pulling them up into the air as he pistons in and out of me. I grit my teeth from the force, gripping the side of the bed. The bed sheets are so smooth; with each thrust, my body slides up the bed and he pulls me back, impaling me on his hardness.
Everything becomes a blur, his thrusts, his groans, the way my sex clings and cleaves to him. The pleasure building and building… until…