“Hey,” she said between laughs. “What is this?”
I strode to the bedroom and tossed her on my king-size bed. “Tonight, you fuck Invio.”
She scrambled to sit up. Her eyes were wide, but there was a fire burning in them that told me she’d enjoy the roleplay as much as I would. She flicked her tongue across her bottom lip. “Okay.”
There were still old playlists on my phone. I started one, turned the volume way up, and set my phone aside. The music pulsed through the room as I held her gaze and channeled the energy that had carried me through my shows. I had to dig deep because I wasn’t angry anymore, but the body remembers and when I tore my shirt over my head, I did it with all the power and attitude I was known for.
She gasped.
I kicked off my shoes and socks but kept my jeans on. Returning to the stage in my mind I claimed the space before the bed, ran my hand over my chest and down the front of my stomach to the belt of my jeans, over my cock, and thrust forward against my hand.
I leaned in close to her, but not so close that she could touch me, then did a body roll. I stepped closer, spread my legs a little wider, and did another, this time running my hands down my thighs as I thrust them forward.
I switched to a fan favorite, fists together in front of my chest while I rotated my hips in slow circles to the rhythm of the music. Jade hadn’t moved.
I reached out, pulled her forward to the edge of the bed, and said, “I dance better for a naked audience.”
When she kicked off her shoes, I started dancing again. When she paused before removing her dress, I paused as well. My moves were her reward and she understood quickly.
The imp took her time with each article of clothing, prolonging the dance, controlling it by stopping and starting her own strip. Naked she reached for me, but I growled, “No one touches Invio.”
Her hands dropped away, and her mouth parted.
“Sit on the bed.”
She sat.
I kept my moves smooth and in sync with the throbbing beat of the music. I turned, rolled my hips, and undid my jeans, kicking them off to the side. I bent forward, boxer briefs tented over my excitement, as I arched my shoulders and rolled my ass within touching distance.
I turned, took a moment to appreciate the perfection of her bare tits, and placed a foot on the bed beside her, keeping my body moving. I claimed her space, fucked her without touching her, and kept my expression angry as I did so.
She was flushed from head to toe, her eyes burning with hunger for what I wouldn’t give her. I picked up one of her hands, brought it to my lips, and sucked her middle finger into my mouth. I circled it as I’d have her circle me later, then brought her hand to her own sex and said, “Make yourself come for me, Jade. Watch me. Imagine me on you, inside you, taking what I want. Give me everything while I give you nothing.”
“This is nothing?” she asked hoarsely.
I pushed her finger between her folds and bent over her. “Do it, Jade.”
She closed her eyes and started moving her hand back and forth over herself. I grabbed her chin and growled, “With your eyes open. I want your eyes on me.”
We were so close her breath was a hot caress on my lips. I didn’t kiss her though. Invio wouldn’t have and this was her fantasy.
She started off by only fingering herself, but as she got more excited, she became more creative. Her free hand came up to cup her own breast then pinch her nipple.
While she brought herself pleasure, I returned to dancing for her, but our eyes remained locked. I dove to the floor, then hopped back to my feet and stripped my remaining clothing off.
With my cock freed, I continued to move close and away, so close her breathing would change and then away before she could touch me. She was visibly wet and closing in on an orgasm when I placed a foot beside her on the bed and fisted my hand in the hair on the back of her neck. She opened her mouth for me. I dragged her forward and around my cock. Her lips closed around me eagerly. “Don’t stop pleasing yourself, Jade. I want my cock in your mouth when you come.”
She shifted her position, so she spread her legs wider. The things that woman did with her tongue and lips were sinful and so fucking good. She moved her head back and forth, accepting me deeper and deeper until I thought I’d orgasm before she did.
When she came, she made a delightful sound that vibrated over my cock. She tensed then shuddered and relaxed. I withdrew from her mouth and told her to turn so she was on her knees facing away from me. I took hold of her hair again and held her in position while I ran my cock back and forth over her wet sex.
There was no gentleness in me, and I doubted she wanted any. I hauled her back and thrust my cock deep. Her cry of, “Oh, God, yes,” was all I needed to take it to the next level.
There’s sex and then there is fucking. Fucking doesn’t ask permission. It’s rough and greedy. It’s when a man puts all civility aside and takes a woman.
I pounded into Jade then turned her over and fucked her from above. She clung to me, called out my name, even cried a little. I kept taking, kept thrusting deeper and deeper, harder and harder. She was mine for the taking and I took her until I couldn’t hold back any longer and spilled into her. She jutted around me as she had her own orgasm.
Spent, I withdrew from her and rolled onto my side, pulling her into my arms as I did. I kissed her deeply then tucked one of her sweaty curls to the side of her face and said, “So that’s Invio.”
She swallowed visibly then kissed my chest. “Wow.”
I let out a relaxed chuckle. “So, you like it rough, do you?”
She snuggled closer. “I like you. Gentle. Rough. All of you.”
“Jade, I—”
She put a hand over my mouth and said, “I don’t want to talk.” Mimicking the body roll I’d done earlier, she moved against me in a wave. “I think I could come again.”
I’d been about to tell her I loved her, but it could wait. I joked, “Again? I don’t know if Invio does that.”
“Kal does,” she murmured and brought one of her hands to her sex. “He does the most amazing thing with his tongue.”
How could any man refuse a woman that?
I certainly couldn’t.
I kissed my way across her chest and down her stomach. She spread her legs for me, and I took her to heaven for a third time that night and loved every moment of it.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Jade
I woke in the middle of the night to the wonder of Kal’s arms wrapped around me, his body warming the back of mine. I turned so I could see his face in the dim lighting from a lamp we’d forgotten was on.
I love this man.
He’s officially ruined me for all other men. My Kal. My Invio.
Why doesn’t he see what a beautiful soul he has?
His eyes fluttered open, and he groaned, “I’m sleeping.”
I smiled. “Then who is talking?”
He closed his eyes again. “No one. We’re all sleeping.”
I snuggled closer then glanced around for a clock so I could check the time. Today would be a big day for him. I prayed it would be everything he needed it to be. His family had suffered enough—he had as well. My heart had broken for him when he’d talked about the men at the gym back home. He’d been hurting when he’d pulled away from them. Just as he’d been hurting when he’d pulled away from his family. And me.