He curled round her, his leg going between hers and pressing against her mound. She bit her lip to stifle a moan. Then she became aware of his naked state. Violet jumped out of the bed with a yelp. The covers were still over his body.
“You’re naked.” She glared at him as her body was on fire.
“Nothing is going to happen. Get into bed, Violet.” She heard the command in his voice, and she hated it. She hated the way her body wanted to submit to what he said.
“No. I want you to put some clothes on, or I’m sleeping somewhere else.”
“I’m not putting any clothes on. Trust me, Violet.”
She shook her head and walked to the door. As she pulled it open a hand went by her head and slammed it closed. “You’re not going anywhere but back in my bed.”
Cadeon pressed against her back, pinning her in between his hard body and the door. He pressed against her neck, and she heard him inhale. Was he sniffing her?
“Please. Put some clothes on.”
“Turn around,” he said instead of listening to her.
“I don’t want to.”
He grabbed her arm and turned her before pressing her back against the hard door. Cadeon stared at her. She shut her eyes to try and blank him out. When she looked at him it was harder to ignore the demand of her body.
“Open your eyes.” She kept them closed. His hand touched her cheek, his fingers running over her face. “Please,” he whispered.
Moaning in frustration, Violet opened her eyes. Cadeon didn’t say a word. He grabbed her hand and brought it down between them. Using her hand, he guided her down to his cock.
She tried to pull her hand away, but he held her firm.
“It’s nothing to be afraid of. Like your body, this is mine. You’ve never seen a naked man before, have you?” he said.
Tears shone in her eyes. She felt cornered. There was no escape not even from her curiosity. While she wanted to pull her hand away and scream at him for being rude, another part of her wanted to explore what she held in her hand.
She shook her head, taking a deep breath.
“Look now,” he said. Cadeon stepped away, giving her a full frontal view of his body. She pulled her hand away and stared.
He was large for a man. Not that she had anything to compare it to. His muscles caught her attention first. With the thick expanse of his arms, he didn’t look the conventional type of business man.
“I work out,” he said. “I’ve got a gym and lift weights. I’ll let you watch some time.”
His chest and stomach were both broad. Then her eyes stopped on his shaft. He stood long and thick.
“Take your night dress off,” he said.
“What?” She stopped looking at his body and stared at his face in shock. Her hands folded across her chest as he stepped back close to her.
“Your hungry little eyes are staring at me. I think it’s only fair I get a chance to look at you as well.”
His hands reached out to her, and she batted them away.
“I don’t want you to look at me.”
“I want to look at what’s mine,” he said.
A shiver went up her spine at his words. “But you’re not mine.”
Cadeon grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cock again. “Feel that. That’s yours. I’m yours, Violet.”
She stared into his eyes and saw the determination in his eyes. Her pulse fluttered in her throat. His hands began pulling her gown up. When he reached her stomach, she stopped him, covering his hands with her own.
“I’m not ready for this,” she said, not sure if she even meant the words she’d spoken.
“Trust me, Violet. I’ve never hurt you before.”
Biting her lip she stared at him. She fought between the desire to give herself to him and the warnings her mother had given her about men. That men only ever wanted one thing. What would happen to her when Cadeon finally tired of her?
The fight left her. She lifted her arms over her head and closed her eyes as the gown went up and left her body.
His finger touched her hands above her head, the fingers locking. Her breasts were pressed against a hard masculine chest. “Open your eyes, baby.” His voice reeled her in. Violet opened her eyes. He stood so close staring down at her.
Her hands were locked above her head, and his fingers interlocked with her own. “Do you feel that?” he asked.
Did he mean the pull? The way she felt drawn to him like a moth to a flame?
“You want to be with me, Violet. I can feel it. You’re afraid, and I understand it. You’ve never been with a man, and you’re scared of what that might mean.”
How did he know all of these things?
“I want to get to know you. I want to see you smile and be the cause of your smile. To hear you laugh and to know it’s real.”