Page 64 of Unlocked Desire: Vol One
Wrapping my arms around her, I trail kisses from her shoulder to her earlobe. “I don’t need these toys.”
Her breathing speeds up, her head falls back, and her body relaxes in my arms. “What do you need?”
She yelps when I grab her and toss her on the bed. Her mask shifts, but she recovers, moving it back into place. “I’m not a fuckin’ rag doll. You can’t toss me around.”
“Isn’t that why you came here, to be someone’s little doll? Or is your thing being the puppet master?”
She glances away from me, and I don’t like it. I want her eyes on me at all times. It’s hard enough to sense what she wants with that stupid mask on her face. “No, I don’t want to be the one in control. Um, that doesn’t work for me.”
“Good, ’cause I don’t enjoy giving up my control. Take the mask off.”
“I’ll take it off if you do.”
The bed creaks as I crawl over her, caging her between my arms and legs. “Sweetheart, if I want the mask off, you’ll take it off.” I smirk, touching the white ski mask on my face.
Something flashes in her eyes—anger, determination, heat, or a mixture of all three. The girl has fire, and I’ve always been attracted to flames. “I can leave here and find the next available guy.”
A growl escapes my lips as I pin her arms above her head, bending so I’m in her face, forcing her to stare into my eyes. Rage boils inside me. Something foreign that tips me off-kilter. “The fuck you will.”
“Great, so we agree. The mask stays on.”
“You like the idea of me fucking you with the ski mask on, don’t you?”
She turns her face away, a pink blush crawling up her neck.
I growl in her ear, “Hope you like it rough.”
The princess squirms beneath me, raising her hips and nodding her pretty little head.
“I need you to say yes. This nodding shit doesn’t work as consent for me, and I’m not into taking shit from women against their will.”
“I don’t know, but based on the porn I watch, I’d say yes.”
I drop her hands and move away from her, searching her eyes—for what, I’m not sure. “What do you mean, you don’t know?”
“This is my first time.”
I jump off the bed like it’s on fuckin’ fire. My dick’s hard as a rock hearing her admit she’s a virgin, but my head’s telling me to walk the fuck away. I’m not in the habit of taking a girl’s virginity; it’s not something I’m into. I like sex hard, fast, and dirty. The word gentle isn’t in my vocabulary.
But I want her. I want her more than I’ve ever wanted a woman. If I don’t have her, I might as well cut off my dick ’cause it’s never gonna get hard for anyone else.
She jumps off the bed, her hands on her hips. “Listen, it’s not a big fuckin’ deal. At least not to me. I need to lose it, and you seem like you’d be up for the job. If you can’t do it, I’m sure I can find a willing body.”
She moves toward me, reaching for the doorknob, and something in me snaps. I yank her hair, forcing her head to tilt as I look down at her. “The hell you will.”
“So we have a deal?”
I don’t answer her question. I stare into her eyes, wondering what I’m supposed to do next. “Fuck it.”
I lean in, crushing my lips to hers and losing myself in the blissful inferno. A kiss has me falling to my knees for this woman, and I feel like I’ve just fucked my life.
My hands fumble like a teenager, desperate to take the girl’s dress off. I need to see her tits like they’re the only ones in existence, and if I don’t see them, I’ll never see tits again. “Fuck, where is the zipper or buttons to this thing?”
She chuckles into my mouth. “It’s on the side.”
I tear into the dress, trying to find the stupid thing.
“Let me.” My princess gracefully pulls the zip at the side and exposes her flesh to me with a glimpse of black lace panties and bra.