She looked ready for me to fuck. “You make me crazy, sweetheart. But why did you change your mind? You were adamant earlier that I was not going to touch you again.”
“I decided I don’t want to deny myself anymore. I’ve wanted you for so long, for years and after that first time, I’m addicted to you. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not, but I don’t feel like questioning it tonight. I just want you to touch me. I need you to.”
“I’m going to do more than touch you, angel. A hell of a lot more.” I smoothed my palms up her sides until I reached her breasts, cupping them through her dress. I let my thumbs tease the hard tips, and she swayed toward me. I pulled my hands away and ordered, “Undress.” She didn’t speak, though her expression conveyed all I needed to know. She was nervous. This was only her second time with me; I should have expected that. She excited me, but she was wary or perhaps even afraid of my sexual appetites. “Try not to think so hard, baby.”
“I’m not.” We both knew she was lying, but I let it go and waited. She took a deep breath and moved her fingers to a hidden zipper along her right side. As she worked the straps off her shoulders, the dress fell free, landing in a black pool at her feet. My gaze went straight to her pussy. No undies. Holy fuck.
I lifted my hand, cupping her smooth mound. “Jesus, you have no idea how much I missed this sweet pussy. I’m going to fuck it so hard.”
“Zane.” My name came out as a pleading whisper, and it was music to my ears.
I leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss to her clit. “My dick is going to feel so good sliding inside you.” I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, my attention rapt as her breasts were bared to me.
I leaned forward, unable to help myself, and sucked on one erect nipple. She shuddered and tunneled her fingers through my hair. I swirled my tongue around her breasts before sucking as much as I could fit into my mouth.
“Yes, just like that,” she breathed out. “Oh, God, that feels so good.” I pulled back and stared at her. “Take your hair down, sweetheart. I want to feel it glide over my fingers,” I commanded her as I stood.
I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants as she lifted her fingers to her hair. She pulled the hair tie out, letting her hair fall onto her shoulders in luxurious waves and finger-combed them, trying to tame them. Her hands were clasped together in front of her, and I thought she looked like a sweet angel. An innocent, untouchable being I had no business breathing near, much less fucking. And if anyone would’ve attempted to keep me from her in that instant, I would’ve fought to the death to get to her. It didn’t much matter that I was too old for her, too hard and too experienced. She was mine.
Finally naked, I closed the few inches between us and cupped her cheek, her desire and trust clearly visible in her expression. My gut clenched. “I’ve wanted you again, sweetheart. I have some things I want to try out with you. Dirty things. Things you’ve never considered doing.
She gasped.
“I won’t hurt you,” I reassured her. “I’d never hurt you, angel.”
She slid a hand between our bodies and wrapped it around my cock. “I may not be as experienced as you, but I’m not a little girl. I want to be here. It’s my choice to be here with you.” The grasp she had on my dick seemed to prove her point rather well.
“Will you consider bondage?”
She arched a brow. “You want to tie me to the bed?”
“No, not quite.” I stepped away from her, forcing her to release her hold on me. I’d been too damn close to coming. I went to my suitcase and pulled out a length of rope, holding it out for her to see.
“I want to bind your breasts.”
Her eyes widened. “You want to do what?”
I chuckled. “Don’t look so scandalised. It doesn’t hurt, I promise. You do trust me, don’t you?” She bit her lip and covered her breasts with her palms, as if to protect them from my evilness.
“I-I trust you.”
“Prove it,” I growled. “Come here.”
She padded softly toward me, a frown creasing her brow. “I’ve told you before; I’m not into pain, so if you hurt me, I’ll make you pay for it later.”
I tugged her hands away then let my gaze take in the sight of her. Her nipples were pebble-hard, her lips swollen from my kisses. “Pleasure, angel; pure pleasure.” I leaned down and kissed the spot behind her ear, enjoying her response and the little shudders my touch evoked.
“You want to be my angel, don’t you, Mia?” I licked the shell of her ear and nipped at the delicate lobe.