Hate to Love You(19)

It was exhilarating, empowering, making me so hot I thought I would singe Caroline’s sheets. I bet my sister never heard anything so crude, so purely sexual from her sophisticated fiancé. I bet she’d run screaming if she did. Even though I was tender and sore, I didn’t want him to treat me like I was a fragile flower.

Like Caroline.

“Harder, James,” I ordered, my hands tight on his firm buttocks. “I’m Paisley and you’re fucking me like you wanted, remember?”

“Oh God,” he groaned, lost in his fantasy.

Our hands laced together as he increased the tempo, a tiny drop of moisture falling from his forehead onto my lip. We tasted it together, our bodies entwined in a cord of passion and pleasure. I fitted my legs around his thighs to pull him deeper, my hands on the rippling muscles of his back.

The sound in the back of his throat was wild. Primitive. He was sweating and groaning and so was I, goaded by his enjoyment, his total lack of control as he succumbed to his instincts, hard and fast.

“Don’t stop,” I urged against his ear. “Fill me with your cum.”

His body went rigid, the goose bumps spreading under my fingers as his orgasm shook him.

“Fuck...Paisley,” he said, bucking into me.

His pleasure forced me over the edge and I climaxed in time to his wild heartbeat and the convulsive tightening of his fingers on mine. It was the best high I’d ever had. Better tasting and sweeter smelling than anything I could think of.

Addictive.

I had wanted to remain aloof, enjoy the sensation of being loved by James and not be affected. Just another high I could compare to all the others I’d experienced. But when I lay underneath him, gasping for air with only his lips and his tongue to sustain me—at that moment he possessed me. Full stop and end of story. He shuddered, expelling another breath with my name on it, making me smile.

James had branded me his, but in the process he had also made himself mine.

Our bodies soaked the sheets, obliterating all traces of Caroline’s perfume with the musky scent we made together. When I opened my eyes I saw the energy we made too, a shimmering aura of green sinking into blue before the two colours mingled and were absorbed back into our skin.

Gone, as if it had never been.

I’d never seen anything so beautiful. Or so heartbreaking. I wanted to cry but I held on with an effort. With the slowing of my heart rate came the determination to save the sadness for later, when it could join self-recrimination, guilt and “why the fuck did I do that?”

James shifted onto his back and pulled me into his arms. All I could feel at that moment was elation. Languor. He told me that I was the best he’d ever had, that my body was much more than he’d ever imagined. He loved me and would love me forever.

Love Caroline, my mind threw at me.

I pushed away the thought and swirled my initials on James’s chest, my fingers as sensuous as the kisses he gave me. I would wait until he was asleep before I crept back to my room. There would be hell to pay when my deceit was discovered, and I wanted to savour this moment so I could cleave to it when my blackout dream became daylight reality. I cuddled into James, listening to his breath deepen.

Not bad for a glass of water was my last thought before I too drifted into sleep.





Chapter Four
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Blood is Just as Thin as Venom

I nuzzled into the warm tree that wrapped itself around my back. A long branch brushed its silken leaves over my arms, my waist and my thighs. They whispered their caress on my skin, infusing my body with little ripples of pleasure. My toes wiggled and the roots answered, tickling me as I bucked into the pleasant hardness at my bottom. I sighed as a thick root made its way to my—

Hey! Trees don’t do that, do they?

I woke up to hot lips on my neck, a teasing hand on my breast and the insistent prod of hard, solid male pushing into me from behind. I pushed back instinctively, opening my thighs to ease his entry. We both sighed as the short jabs grew longer and deeper until he was fully sheathed inside me. My body was primed, slick from his caresses. Eager to climb straight back to the top of the cliff and get flung over the edge without even stopping to take a breath. It was the best wakeup call I’d ever had, impossible to ignore.

“So sweet,” James said, his voice husky.

My eyes popped open. Shit! What time was it? My heart thumped erratically and James covered it with his hand. I tilted my head back, not really knowing what I was going to say or do. He chose that moment to seal my lips with his. It didn’t help my heart rate any but it made my worries fade and my desire flourish.

“Shh... Your parents aren’t back yet.” He punctuated his words with another thrust. “Enjoy.”