Page 68 of Caged

Moving the material to one side, I slowly circle her clit, earning me a little breathy moan.

Fuck. There isn’t enough room in here for all the things I want to do to this woman.

“What did I say about biting your lip?”

“It sounded more like a challenge than a threat to me, Niki.”

She dips her head and pulls the skin of my neck between her teeth as I thrust two fingers inside her tight cunt.

My other hand encases her throat, her rapid pulse beating against my fingers.

Pain sears through me as she breaks through my flesh. Holy shit.

I hiss as she sits back, and swipes up the crimson droplets from my throat. I can’t tear my eyes from hers as she holds up her fingers in front of her mouth.

“It’s not just you who has a thing for blood.”

I had a feeling this woman was damn perfect for me. And, here’s the proof I needed.

I swear I nearly explode as she licks her fingers clean, one by one.

Without thinking, my hand shoots out and laces around her throat.

I know I’m in trouble when the tighter I squeeze, the bigger her smile grows. I pull her close, so her mouth almost brushes mine.

“You are something else.”

“I know.”

I’ve known, since the moment I laid eyes on her, there was more beneath the surface. I intend to strip every layer away until I reveal the truth.

My lips crash over hers, and I get a taste of my own blood on her tongue. It’s ferocious. It’s passionate. She leaves me breathless. The harder she deepens the kiss, the more I push back, exploring her mouth with my fingers sliding deeper inside her.

Her moans are muffled by our kiss. That sound she makes turns me the fuck on. This fiery side, the one where she takes what she wants.

That is the woman I crave.

My cock grows harder to the point it almost hurts as she fumbles with my zipper. I lean back as much as I can, but this car doesn’t offer much room, especially for me.

With each wriggle of her hips, the more restraint I lose.

“Fuck, you’re too big for this.”

The desperation in her voice is clear. It would probably match my own. I want to ruin her. Own her.

“I’ve been told that a few times,” I reply smugly.

Her eyes snap up to mine, and my heart rate accelerates. I haven’t felt this in a long time.

I’m a man of my word. I said I’d eat her pussy and I fully intend to do just that. There is always a way if you want something bad enough. And right now, I need to eat this woman out until she screams.

“Do you trust me?” I ask, tipping my head to the side to gauge her reaction.

She licks her lips as I thrust my fingers in deeper.

“No,” she says with a smirk.

“Good girl, never trust a soul.”