One of his hands slips up the front of my shirt. The roughness of his fingers feels good against my skin. I press my chest into him, my fingers digging into his shirt. I want his clothes off. I need to feel him skin to skin.
“Big.” I breathe his name out, not sure how to say all the things I want.
“I’ve got you.” He has no idea how true his words actually are. He might run if he knew how much I’m already in love with him. If he asked me to marry him, I’d probably drag him down to the courthouse today. Pretty sure that’s the kind of thing that sends men running, so I keep my lips sealed as I let him have me.
He rolls, pinning me under him as he takes my mouth in a deep kiss. I spread my legs, making room for him between them. I moan into his mouth as I try to pull his clothes from him. My hands are everywhere, but I can’t focus enough to actually get them off him.
“Slow. We have to go slow. You’re so small.”
I shake my head. I don’t want to go slow. He’s made me wait long enough. The throb between my thighs is almost unbearable at this point. I wiggle under him, getting my own shirt off and leaving me only in my panties.
“Clothes,” I order.
He leans up and pulls his shirt up and over his head. His eyes never leave mine. I reach up and run my fingers along his tattoos. My eyes roam over his skin, taking in every inch of him. He snags my wrist, pulling my hand away and kisses my palm.
“Grab the bars,” he orders. “If you touch me, this will be over before we even get started.” A thrill runs through me that my touch can make him lose control. I reach up and wrap my fingers around the metal bars of my day bed. My nipples tighten, my breasts feeling heavy under his hungry eyes.
“It turns you on when I order you around?” he asks as one of his hands cups my breast. His thumb grazes over my nipple.
“Yes.” I lift my hips, rubbing myself against him. I don’t understand it myself. I’ve spent the last year of my life trying to gain my freedom, but with Big it’s different. I crave his control. There’s something deep inside of me that needs it.
“You want to be my good girl, don’t you?” Before I can respond, he sucks my nipple into his mouth, causing me to lose any train of thought. The only thing I can think about is the pleasure he’s giving me. I raise my hips again, trying to get the friction I need. I’m writhing underneath him, unable to control myself at this point.
“So fucking sweet.” He releases my nipple from his mouth before trailing kisses down my stomach. “So wet for me that you’ve soaked through your panties.”
My cheeks feel as though they’re on fire from his dirty words, but that doesn’t stop me from watching him. He closes his eyes and runs his nose along my panties, breathing my scent in. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced.
“Big.” My voice sounds pleading even to my own ears.
“You don’t need to beg, sweet girl, I’m going to give you what you need. Once I get a taste, there’s no going back. Once I’m balls deep in that tight cunt, I won’t ever stop.”
“Please. I need—” I don’t even finish that sentence before he rips my underwear off and his mouth is on me. He sucks my clit into his mouth, and that’s the last thing I remember before my vision goes blurry, and I come harder than I ever have in my life.
“Again.” His deep voice rumbles through my body before his mouth is back on me.
“I can’t.” I try to close my legs, but Big is having none of that. He continues to eat at me as he works one of his thick fingers in and out of me. He sends me into a second orgasm, his mouth never leaving me, like a starved animal taking every last bit of me that he can.
“You still with me, sweet girl?” My eyes flutter open to see Big over me. His words are soft, but the look on his face is anything but that.
“I’ll always be with you.” I release my hold on the bars to wrap my arms around him and pull him down for a kiss.
The head of his cock presses inside of me as he deepens the kiss. I gasp at the small sting of pain as he pushes more into me.
“Fuck. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Big. Please.” I wrap myself around him as he gives me what I want, thrusting all the way inside of me. He lets out a loud growl. The sound has my sex contracting around him.
“You’re going to kill me,” he grits out as he pulls back and thrusts all the way back in.
“Don’t stop,” I beg, loving the feeling of being so full of him. It’s as though he’s everywhere. I’ve never felt so close to another person in my whole life.
“Don’t think I could if I wanted to.” He loses the last of his control as he starts to take me hard. Another orgasm builds inside of me.
“Big.” I moan out his name.
“Need you to come for me, sweet girl.”
I whisper that I’m almost there.
“Now!”
I do. The man has more control over my body than I do. I cry out his name as he pumps a few more times in and out of me. His warm release spills deep inside.
I know in this moment that I was never lost. I was only biding my time until I made my way toward Big.
14
Big
Lying with her on top of me, both of us spent from lovemaking, is pretty much the way I want to go out. I could die right this second, and my only regret would be that I didn’t get to spend more time with Amethyst.
“That was so …” She sighs. “I don’t even have the words.”
“I like making you speechless.” I kiss her crown and feel her smile against my chest.
“Don’t get used to it.”
I like it when she’s sassy. Reaching down, I cup her ass with one hand and squeeze. She’s so damn perfect, her cute little body desperate to be dominated by me. I was so afraid I’d hurt her, but she’s the one who pushed me for more, more, more. And fuck, I gave it to her. I’ve discovered that when Amethyst wants something, there’s nothing I can do to stop her.
She reaches out and fiddles with her alarm clock. “Is that right?”
“What?”
“Is it ten o’clock? No way. That’s not right.”
I glance out the window. The sun’s already rising high. “It’s right, beautiful.”
“Crap!” She tries to scramble off me, but I hold her in place.
Her eyes meet mine. “I’m so late. I’m supposed to be at the Ferris wheel. I have to go.”
I wanted another round, but she’s probably sore from everything we just did. So with a groan, I let her slide off me and watch as her peach of an ass bounces into the tiny bathroom. The water flips on as I stretch my arms up and tuck my hands behind my head. My elbow hits the back of the metal bedframe.
“This place is too small.” I can’t stop the half smile that twitches up the corners of my lips.
“It’s fine for me,” she calls, and I can hear the hum of her electric toothbrush.
“Seems like you might need more space.” I give up on getting comfortable and sit up to gather my clothes. They’re in a heap by the bed.
“It’s just me, so it’s not bad.” She steps out of the bathroom and is immediately in the kitchen.