I grabbed her and pulled her to me. “Listen to me,” I told her.
“No, you listen to me,” she retorted. “I’m getting a cab and leaving. I’m going home. If you even so much as think about me, I will have your thug biker ass arrested so fast your head will spin.”
My need for her surged, growing painfully hard against my jeans, screaming to reach out and get to her.
“No, you’re not,” I told her, turning around and throwing her down on the bed.
I stood over her and pulled off my belt, letting it dangle from my hand like I was about to whip her with it, just long enough to hold her attention.
“You’re going to listen to what I have to tell you.”
She looked at the belt, then at me with worry in her eyes, reminding me that no matter how furious our passion felt, she was not anything like the women I was normally with. I dropped my belt, not liking the look in her eyes as she thought I was about to beat her.
“You shouldn’t listen to Dimitri. He’s going to try to get you to set him free, but the moment he’s not tied down, he’s going to attack you. He will rape you in a heartbeat, and then he’ll kill you before running off,” I explained to her.
The thought of bending her over the little wooden table in that room and having my way with her caused me to twitch in my pants. I pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped my jeans to the floor. I climbed onto the bed on top of her.
“I’m not going to let that happen to you,” I told her.
Her petite hands brushed over my arms, welcoming me down on top of her.
I leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I’m not going to let anything happen to you, and you should know I would never do anything to hurt you.”
I pressed myself down against her nightgown between her legs, feeling the heat from between her legs inviting me into her.
She reached down with those little hands and wrapped her fingers around the bottom of her nightgown, raising her legs and the fabric to open herself to me.
I reached down and ran a finger along the tight, delicate, hairless folds of skin between her thin legs. I pressed in and felt her juices gathering for me. I rubbed my finger along the inside of her lips, spreading her around, getting her nice and wet to accept me.
She moaned and arched her back.
It was time. If I didn’t take the chance tonight, I knew it would miss it.
Chapter 12
Julia
I pulled my nightgown off over my head as Gage’s gorgeous body hovered over me, revealing my body to him. I was ready to give myself to him. I wanted him to have me.
I pulled my legs up to open myself to him, as his hips slid down between my thighs. I quivered in anticipation. Then, he delicately slid a finger between the wet folds of skin between my legs, spreading me open and spreading my juices around my tight entrance before pressing his head against me.
I arched my back and moaned as he entered me, pressing his thick head between my lips and slowly driving his shaft deep into me. All of the pent up desires locked deep within my body began to unwind immediately at his touch.
I gripped his arms and pulled him down to me. As she thrust inside me, pushing deeper and deeper until all of him filled all of me, the muscles on his chest and abs rubbed against my nipples, hardening them and sending quick little jolts of pleasure down throughout my body.
“Do you like that?” he asked as he stroked himself into me.
“Yes, Gage,” I moaned, arching my back and pressing my breasts against him. “Take me, Gage. Use me,” I pleaded.
I relaxed my back, letting my body melt back into the bed as he continued to fill me with his desire. I felt his throbbing pulse in his manhood as he rubbed against my inner walls. I grabbed one of his hands and pulled it over to grab one of my breasts. His large fingers rolled my nipple between them as he cupped the swell of my breast and squeezed me in his firm palm. I squeezed my other breast, pulling and twisting my nipple.
He pushed into me harder, deeper. Faster. He drove himself into me, pulling his shaft back along my tight opening and plunging it all the way in again. I tilted my hips so that the ridge on his head flicked my g-spot every time he passed it, causing my muscles to contract and squeeze his shaft as he slid back and forth in me.
I moaned and grabbed his hand on my breast, forcing him to squeeze me harder as my legs tightened against his hips, squeezing him and holding him in place while I started rocking my hips against his erection, holding him deep inside of me and rubbing my slit against the bare skin above his shaft.
My body shivered and shook beneath him.
“I’m coming for you,” I breathed, my head tilted back, my eyes closed, my breath coming in short, sharp jerks. I let go of his hands on my breasts and gripped the sheets as waves of ecstasy rolled through my body. I matched my rocking hips to their motion, forcing myself against him with each spasm of pleasure.