Chapter 12
His blunt, dirty words slammed into me like a two-ton brick. My body flushed as the images his words provoked began running through my head. His hand wrapped around his shaft as he imagined tying me to his bed and teasing me, tormenting me, driving me crazy until I pleaded with him to finally take me. I could not figure out which had me hotter, the knowledge that he had pleasured himself or his desire to top me. Either way, I was on fire with the need to drop to my knees and beg him to take me.
A firm hand grasped the back of my head and his scorching lips descended on mine. Lost in the fantasy world of his creation, I did not even think to deny him.
At the first touch of his firm demanding lips, I opened to him and gave him everything he asked. Desire shot through me in time with his heated strokes and I moaned gently, unintelligibly begging for more.
Yeah, you really did well resisting him, didn’t ya? A catty voice mocked me in my head.
Shut up! I snapped back at it.