Zeke's Rule(30)

“Yes, you know I am,” she said softly, remembering the kiss they’d shared before he left, the fact he’d seen her body, and the barely there bruises on her torso.

“Hmm,” he lowered his gaze to her mouth. “Did you like what you saw? Did you like watching me?”#p#分页标题#e#

His voice was deep and gravely, so sexually laced, that her whole body heated with awareness. Against her better judgment, she nodded, licking her lips again and noticing how his gaze stay trained on her mouth.

“There are so many things I want to do to you, so many things I want from you.” His voice was a silky, dark whisper of promise. “But I’d surely frighten you, Alessandria.”

She couldn’t catch her breath. “I think there are things you don’t know about me, either.”

He smirked, but it wasn’t amused. “Tell me your secrets, Alessandria. Tell me what you’re afraid to say because someone betrayed your trust.” He ran a hand along the very edge of her cheek. “You can trust me.”

She knew she could.

Taking a deep breath, she stared into his eyes. “I like my pleasure with pain.” Although she knew he knew this, that he’d heard things about her from Gerald before he killed him, that she’d probably shown signs when he’d touched her, saying it, admitting it, scared her.

“But you already knew that,” she whispered.

He leaned in an inch. “I did, baby. And you know what my secret is?”

She knew whatever he was about to say wasn’t a secret.

“I want to give you that pain you crave, because giving you pain brings me pleasure.”

She couldn’t breathe. God, she couldn’t breathe.

In the next instant, he crushed his lips against hers, speared his hand through her hair, and pulled her toward him until their bodies slammed together. Her body molded to his, and she was very aware of how soft hers was compared to the hardness of his. She tilted her head and opened her mouth, moaning when his tongue slid inside and tangled with hers. She wanted to submit, wanted to give him everything. This wasn’t about paying him back for saving her, for being kind to her. This was about Alessandria wanting Zeke more than she’d ever wanted anything in her life.

The bathroom was humid, the moisture in the air causing beads of sweat to dot her body as her arousal spiked.

“Give yourself to me and I swear to everything, Alessandria, I fucking swear, I’ll treat you the way you deserve,” he lowered his voice. “I’ll treat you like my Queen.”

He ground his shaft into her, his cock like steel, monstrous and ready to take her. She spread her legs wider; Zeke used the opportunity to move closer and press his erection against her mound. He broke away from her mouth, breathing heavily as he kissed a trail down her throat.

“Say you’ll be mine, Alessandria.”

She didn’t even need to think about it. “I want to be yours. I want to be only yours.”

“Oh, Alessandria, what you do to me.”

She let her head fall back against the door and closed her eyes, loving the feel of his tongue dancing along her flesh, claiming her, dominating her. His other hand gripped her waist, clenching and unclenching as he slowly moved it up her body. She thrust her breasts out, needing him to touch her, aching for him to caress her throbbing nipples. It had been so long since she’d felt this kind of arousal, this kind of need.

He cupped the heavy mound and ran his thumb over the engorged tip. She should have been embarrassed at how the nubs stabbed through the material of her shirt, should have been humiliated that she was being so brazen; wanting this as much as she wanted her freedom.

But do you really want your freedom? This is what you’ve wanted…to be touched and loved and to be treated with the respect you deserve.

His took his other hand and reached around, cupping her ass and lifting her slightly. She teetered on her toes, gasping as his cock nudged her clit. The t-shirt and thin cotton pants she wore were no barrier for his erotic onslaught. He slid his hand over the globes of her bottom, slipping between her cheeks, and running his fingers up and down the center of her body, right through her panties and pants.#p#分页标题#e#

“I can feel how wet and hot you are for me, baby.” He ran his tongue along the shell of her ear, over her cheek, and kissed her.

For long seconds, that’s all they did. And then he bit down on her bottom lip. A gap of pain left her, but on the heels of that, pleasure consumed her. Alessandria moaned, unable to stop herself.

“That’s it, Alessandria, let that pain make you feel good.”

She shivered.