Page 34 of Craving Her
I love everything he’s saying, and that scares me. I could lose myself in Torin, and if nothing else, the last three years have taught me that would be bad …very bad.
I pull away from him, scooting further over to my side—doing my best to put distance between us and try to keep from falling for his words that sound so pretty, but I know are only empty.
“I’m not your property. You can’t own anyone.”
“That’s where you’re wrong. From this moment on, you’re completely mine. I’ll be the man responsible for giving you pleasure, taking care of you, making sure you’re happy and punishing you when you’re bad.”
“Punish me? You’re insane.”
He doesn’t argue. He just grins like a maniac. Then his hand moves down between my legs and his fingers slide against my pussy. I catch my breath, afraid to move. Despite having just come harder than I ever have in my life, I feel a new gush of sticky wet slide from me. My cheeks heat in response—more than slightly embarrassed. I know Torin realizes it, because hissmile broadens and the deep color in his gorgeous dark brown eyes deepens. He moves so he’s on his side and his body is over me, not exactly touching, but so close that I can’t move. Torin’s lips graze against the shell of my ear. “Lick my fingers clean and taste yourself.”
“Tor …”
He pushes his fingers against my lips and without even realizing it, I open my mouth for him. Torin pushes them inside and I move them over his skin, groaning as I taste the evidence of my orgasm.
“You see how sweet you are? I’m going to want you coming in my mouth every day, Skylar. You’re going to feed me that sweet pussy anytime I ask.”
“I—” I try to speak but the sound is muffled.
“Anytime and anywhere.” My eyes dilate as I look at him. He’s completely serious. I shake my head no and he laughs.He actually laughs.“Oh, but you will give me exactly what I want. It’s too late to go back now.”
I slowly take my lips from his fingers. “You’re crazy.”
“You’ll see how it is. We’ll go slow, but trust me when I tell you, Skylar. You are mine now. All you need to trust is that everything I make you give to me, I will cherish and give you twice as much back.”
“Torin.”
“Rule number one. When we’re in bed together, I’ve decided I like it when you call me Tor. You can call me Torin when we’re alone. Either that or Joker any other time.”
“Excuse me?” I exhale, wondering what episode of the Twilight Zone I’ve stumbled into.
“You can call me sir if you’d rather.”
I blink, all words eluding me at this point. I don’t know how to respond to him. So, instead, I slide off the bed. I grab the bedspread and wrap it around me, quickly. “I don’t have time forthis. I promised Trudy that I was going to spend the day with her. I need to shower.”
“No.”
I raise my eyebrow and look down at the crazy man. “No?”
“No showering. I want to be able to smell your cum whenever I’m around you.”
“Two things,Joker.” He smirks at me, and I find I’d like to slap him. “First, you’re not going to be around me. I’m going to be with Trudy, and maybe Archie, for part of the day. Second, I am showering because what you just said is gross. I don’t want anyone to smell me,period. I enjoy being clean and that’s exactly why I’m going tofuckingshower.”
“You’re a little brat, Peaches.”
“I’m—”
“Don’t worry. I like it. It’s going to be fun to bring you to heel.”
“Bring me to heel?” I practically yell.
He lets out a low chuckle and I stomp off. My intent is to head back to my old room because the bathroom door locks. Plus, I can at least use it to bathe and change into my clothes. My exit would have been grand, except I stumble on the long train of the cover. I probably would have dived headfirst onto the cement floor if Torin hadn’t grabbed me. He picks me up and actually tosses me back on the bed. “Sit tight. I’ll put some pants on and take you to your room so you can shower.”
I start to stand up. “I don’t need you to take me anywhere,” I huff.
“You move off that bed and your ass will be so sore you won’t be able to go with Trudy. You won’t be able to sit either,” he warns, his voice dark, deadly, and hell, it’s sexy too. I’d never admit it, but it makes me even wetter. It’s at this point I’m thinking there is something horribly wrong with me.
“I don’t have to?—”