Page 6 of Sinful Addiction
His lips slam down on mine and all rational thought goes crashing back to earth.
Fuck this man and his sexy arrogance.
Furthermore, damn my two-timing libido straight to Hell.
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Lacey
I’m struggling to hold it together.This man is insatiable.Antonio has perfected the art of seduction throughout his years, and I’ve become his ultimate conquest.
He slowly backs away, skimming his powerfully skilled fingers through the crevice of my chest; with my eyelids now closed I try and hide the arousal that’s bound to show within my traitorous, dilated pupils.
No matter how hard I try, my willpower is depleting with every passing minute.
“Open your eyes.Let me see you.”
On command they open, and I draw in a breath at the sight.Antonio is standing before me, shirtless, with his tie wrapped around his clenched fist.My tongue darts out, moistening my dry lips, as I survey his sculpted chest and the telltale V I love that trails off below his trousers.
He doesn’t resemble a God from only doing what he does.This man works out; I know from touching him that his abs are rock hard.But it’s his arms and hands I love the most.Every time he tenses, or his biceps flex on their own accord, I salivate at the veins popping from his bulging muscles.He screams sex appeal.
Bringing my attention back to what’s happening, Antonio motions for me to bring my wrists forward.On instinct I do before my brain can stop the movement.The silky fabric binds my wrists together as he ties them in front of me.
As I wait for what’s to come, those same strong hands move playfully towards his belt, igniting the air with anticipation.With fire in his eyes, he pulls it free in one long swoop then throws it aside.
“Your body overrules your mind.It wants what I can give you.It wants to milk my cock while I make you tremble for more.”
His crude words send shivers down my spine, and he notices.
“See”—his hand glides over my arm, around my shoulder then rests gently around my nape—“you like what my touch does to you.I bet you’re soaking wet.I bet if I slip my finger inside your pussy, you’ll cover me with your juices.If you’re lucky, I’ll even suck them clean.”
He follows through with his words then hisses when he feels the moisture pooling between my thighs.
“Pet, your pussy is a greedy bitch.Maybe I’ll play with you until we land and make you remember no man is going to touch what belongs to me.”
Soft moans are the only coherent noises I can muster.My body and mind have lost the will to fight.They both want what I was willing to deny them.
His touch lights me up in ways I can’t explain.It’s why I’ve submitted to him for this long; I know, though, deep within my heart, that’s never going to be enough for me.
“Tell me, Lacey, do you think just because we have no label that it’s ok for you to go out and fuck any man you wish?”
“Go to hell.”
“I like it when you get feisty.It makes me even harder.But I need to teach you a lesson.No one will touch you while you belong to me.”
His hand that was at my nape is now around my throat, but this time with building pressure.“Are you sure you want me to show you what the monster is capable of, Lacey?Because if I do, there’s no turning back.If we do this here and now, I will not let you go.Ever.”
I think back to earlier and the knife.It turned me on, and I was too ashamed to admit it.That’s why I left.I was too embarrassed.
“Show me.”I hope I’m not making another mistake.
Those two simple words unlock a part of Antonio I have yet to see.A part I’m desperate to experience with him, yet different from being in his kitchen with him last night.
I watch in slow motion as his pupils swallow the whites of his eyes.His smile is no longer that, it’s depraved looking and his features are cast-iron like.
He is all parts the villain.
He roughly circles my lips with his thumb then pushes it all the way inside my mouth.I suck on it like a candy, teeth grazing against his skin as he draws it back out.