Page 67 of Stalker

And then I got angrier. Because fuck him for making me endanger myself before he bothered to respond to me. He said nothing as he manhandled me, but I could tell he was barely holding back his own anger at finding me in the bar at all.

Turned out, we were like oil and water when we were both mad. As soon as I got my hand in my purse where it was trapped under thebush, I knew I was going to use the stun gun on him to teach him I wasn’t some defenseless little toy to be played with after all.

I just didn’t expect it to be so effective at subduing him. And now, I found myself trapped under his two hundred and fifty pounds of muscle, and even the exuberant amount of anger coursing through my veins couldn’t lift him off my body. I tossed the stun gun down, trying to use both arms to push him off.

“Come on!” I hissed, trying to shift my hips, so he’d roll or slide off me at least.

“That hurt.” He slurred against my cheek as his hot breath teased my ear. The way he said it sounded so much like Lincoln’s voice, I froze until he turned his face into my neck and bit me.

Hard.

“Ouch!” I screamed, trying anew to buck him off as he started to get his arms and legs underneath him. I frantically reached for the stun gun, fully intent on using it again if he fucking bit me another time, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled the thing from my fingers as the electricity cracked between us. “Don’t you dare!” I hissed when I felt him pause with the gun in his hand, and then the thing jolted to life right in front of my blindfolded face.

“Don’t what, Puppet? Don’t do exactly what you did to me?”

“You’re a brute! You can handle it!”

I heard him toss it on the ground away from us as he pushed his knees between my legs and spread them apart to accommodate his lower body. I couldn’t help it, but my ankles locked behind his waist, holding him tight to me for the first time in days.

He had both of my wrists in one hand above my head again as he leaned down and kissed my neck. “Why did you lure me here if you were just going to attack me? Why risk your safety to be so stupid?”

I arched into his touch, desperate for more of it. “I didn’t plan on using the taser on you.”

“Did you think it would stop a bar full of men from raping you and then killing you for the fun of it?” He hissed against my ear and bit it, gentler than the one he gave to my neck but still enough to hurt. “Was that your plan?”

“I didn’t have a plan, exactly!” I cried out, rocking my hips under him as his hand came down to my breast, sandwiched between our bodies and mewled for him when he played with my nipple.

“Then why did you do something so stupid?” He demanded, moving to my other breast and lowering his lips to my burning nipple after pinching it to suck it into his mouth.

“Because you left!” I cried, “You left me!”

“You didn’t want this.” He moved back up my body and laid his forehead against mine and even though I couldn’t see him through my blindfold, it was the most intimate moment I’d ever shared with a man before. “You regrettedthis.”

Shaking my head, I heard the vulnerability in his voice, finally understanding why he went silent on me for the last few days. I hurt him. “I was wrong, but not about us. I was wrong about how I thought it would make me feel.”

“Puppet.” He growled when I humped him from beneath. I didn’t care what I looked like or what he thought of me acting like that. My need for him to know how much I craved him far outweighed my dignity.

“I thought I’d feel empowered and strong if I let you have me. I thought it would make me feel in control of my life for the first time, like I was making the decisions finally. That was what I thought I wanted.” I leaned forward when he lifted his forehead off mine and sank my teeth into the muscle where his neck and shoulder met,dragging him back to me as he hissed, but his cock twitched against my clit when I showed him the raw intensity I felt for him. “But that wasn’t what I felt. When you forced me to choose who you’d send the video to and when you showed me just how fucking deeply you knew me, inside and out, that wasn’t what I felt.”

As I attempted to seduce him by licking his neck, even though I was restrained and blind, he growled and tilted his head to the side, offering me more of his sensitive flesh.

I went on, laying it all on the line. “It wasn’t what I wanted to feel after all.” I bit his neck and moaned when his fingers found my wetness between our bodies as he ripped my lace panties off. Finally, he was going to fuck me. “But you knew that, didn’t you?”

“Tell me anyway.” He growled and freed his cock from his pants to rub it through my soaking arousal, teasing us both. “Say it.”

He pushed his cock in deep and I arched my back like a cat, taking his thickness in my restrained position.

“I felt taken care of.” I moaned, rocking against him as he pulled out and pushed back in, giving me everything I needed. He always gave me what I needed. “Ifeelcherished. Even if you only ever fuck me in the dirt.”

He thrust harder and let go of my hands as he slid both of his under my head to cradle it. “I’d fuck you in the middle of a bed made of the world’s finest silks, if it was what you wanted. But it isn’t.”

I grinned, bringing my hands down and wrapping them around the back of his neck to hold him to me. I could have pulled the blindfold away and seen him for the very first time, but my eyes didn’t need to see his face to feel connected to him. Instead, I ran my nails up the back of his head, teasing the skin of his scalp before grabbing a handful of his hair and pulling his face to mine. “Kiss me.”

“With pleasure, Puppet.” His stubble burned against my lips as he consumed them with his. I opened for him the second his tongue teased me and he pushed it in deep. Every time his hips thrust against me, his tongue matched the motion, and I clung to him and my sanity as I dared to let it go in the name of ecstasy. The fact that it was the first real kiss I’d shared with him felt so perfect for the moment.

It felt new.

It felt right.