I blearily open my eyes as Shay forces his mouth against mine once more. When he feels me trying to shift away, he stops and gives my chin a little squeeze between his thumb and forefinger. “It’s okay, Mina. Just relax, alright?”
“Trying… you’re suffocating me… with your mouth… mhmm…” My words are heavily slurred now, and when I press my hands against his bare chest to push away, I realize I have zero energy and strength to follow through. I just want to sleep. I slump back into the bed, eyes closed, hoping he’ll just shut up and leave me alone. I feel like a sleeping lioness right now. He’s got to stop messing with me. I’m not in the mood. I’ll use my claws, I swear!
He lets out a quiet, deep chuckle and strokes my hair. “Listen to me, Mina. Are you listening?”
I shake my head and try to turn away, grumbling under my breath. Eff off, Shay!
I feel his arm slide along the dip of my waist and up the back of my dress so that his hand is pressed against my bare skin, while the other gently seizes my chin to turn me back to face him.
“Look at me, sweetness. Open your eyes... good. Now, listen.” Even in the darkness of the room, the light of the moon outside his window is enough that I can make out his features in the shadows. His dark brows are pulled low over his shining eyes, giving him a more frightening, intimidating disposition. Shay leans in close, so that his lips are nearly touching mine, and I can feel the warmth of his breath on my face. “You want to be happy, right?”
I nod subtly, restricted by his grip.
“You don’t want to cause problems for dad and I, or the club?”
I shake my head this time.
“You don’t want to be the reason I have another breakdown again?”
I shake my head a little harder this time. Abso-fucking-lutely NOT!
A cruel smirk paints itself onto his otherwise handsome face, and he gives my chin a little shake. “So, here’s the answer to all of that, Sweetness.”
“What answer?” I slur.
Instead of telling me, Shay leans close and presses his lips to mine again. The best way I can describe his kiss is… demonically passionate. I’m caught up in a ball of trepidation and confusion, while Shay is ardent and fierce. The hands holding me are burning, clenching me so tight, there’s no way I won’t be bruised in the morning. His lips move against mine with a sort of desperate fervour, as if he is finally being given something he’s longed for, for ages. Shay wants me.
“Kiss me back,” he demands, his voice hoarse, before pressing his lips back to mine.
Thinking of what he just told me about keeping him stable, I obey and tentatively kiss him back. I’ve only kissed one guy before, so my lack of expertise is obvious. I have no idea what I’m doing, but Shay doesn’t seem to care. He groans from deep in his chest and the next thing I know, his tongue swipes along my lower lip. His teeth nip at it next, and I jump a little in surprise. My mind is so full right now, and his kisses are so intoxicating, I decide to just let go of any reservations I’d been holding onto and go with it. But then, his hand snakes down my stomach and slides the hem of my dress up, exposing my silk panties. Shay leans back a bit and I bite my lip, remembering how he touched me after the spanking, and when he teased me the other night, and felt the anticipation building.
He shifts over my body, carefully moving my injured leg aside, before pushing away the other one, and settles between my hips. He leans down, his mouth at my ear, and whispers, “Do you want to feel good, Mina? Do you want me to help you forget your nightmares?” His words send a shiver up my spine. “That’s all I want, Sweetness, all we both want. To feel good. Do you want me to save you?”
I do. God, yes! If he can save me from my nightmares… that’s all I need! Though my head is pounding and I’m trying my best to fully grasp all that’s happening, I nod eagerly, hoping that he’ll stop teasing me and get on with it. I do want to feel good. I crave it. And he’s the only one who can give it to me right now.
“Mina?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you?”
My body starts to tremble and I shift a bit beneath him, my head spinning. I hadn’t heard his question, and I’m trying to get a grip, but his hands clutch my biceps, his leg holding me down, and he licks the spot just below my ear, distracting me again. “Mina!” he growls. “What do you say?”
Oh shit… What the hell did he ask me? He wanted to know if I needed him to save me, and I agreed. But what did he ask after? I shrink back into the blankets and pillows, as though hoping they’ll protect me from him. Okay, keep him calm. Keep him happy. You don’t want him upset with you, you fool. If you don’t have Shay, who else do you have?
Timidly, I reach up and touch the hollow of his cheek, my fingers lightly running down the length of his jaw, hoping to placate him, and I nod. The simple gesture seems to work, because his fingers seize the silk of my underwear, and slides them down my legs. I shudder a little beneath him, my heart swelling and breaking all at once. But right now, I don’t want to think. I just want to feel!
I whimper when I feel him move down my trembling body as his hand slides up the inner thigh of my left leg, tenderly caressing it.
“I’m going to taste you now, Mina.” he breathes against my pussy and I shiver.
For a moment, he doesn’t move and I’m about to sit up to make sure he’s okay when one of his hands glides up the middle of my chest and rests over my heart. Before I can react, his open mouth latches onto my clit and he sucks hard. I feel a jolt run through my lower body, and my hips spontaneously push up into the air. Shay chuckles darkly, his other hand encircling around the outside of my left thigh, holding it as his hand presses down on my lower belly, keeping me in place. His tongue swept out then, and slowly ran up and down between the folds before he latched onto my nub again, only to start circling it with his tongue.
I grip the blankets beneath me, my breaths coming out in small little gasps as I tilt my head back into the pillow, and close my eyes. Shay continues using his tongue, flicking it against my clit again and again, then takes several long, licks along my pussy, before he latches on and sucks hard again. Holy. Shit does that feel good. That familiar build starts to rise in my lower belly and I try to focus on it, willing, praying, that I’ll come. As his tongue moves faster, I feel the hand over my heart shift to the side until he finds the low collar of my dress. With a sort of furious swipe, I hear the material tear as he yanks it down to reveal the matching silk bra I’ve got on. He roughly pulls the cup aside and palms my breast while he buries his face between my legs.
I let go of the blankets and run my fingers through his hair, clinging to the long, dark locks as I feel my body start to pulse, and my cheeks flush as his tongue circles again and again…
My breathing starts to pick up, my heart racing as he sucks again when suddenly, his tongue moves down and actually enters my pussy. He groans against my flesh, the vibration of it only encouraging that hot throbbing sensation. The hand on my breast pinches my nipple as he plunges his tongue inside me, while his other hand drifts down to flick at my clit, circling with his thumb while applying pressure on and off again and again in a way that soon has me quivering beneath his touch.
I’m too caught up in the feeling to think about the fact that it’s Shay doing this, touching me so intimately, in a way that I never would have imagined, the whole time, his silver gaze looks up the length of my body at me like I’m his whole word. I hold his heated stare, biting my lip as that familiar coil starts to tighten. Yes! This is what I wanted! What I needed...