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Chapter 9

Lana

T here aren’t many things that I’m afraid of. I learned early on in life that you need to be tough. Expect the unexpected, and always, always be the one with the plan.

It was a necessary and exhausting existence. Which is why I think I harbor these secret fantasies.

For once, I want to be the one getting chased. I want to be the one being told what to do. Someone, for all that is holy, take the reigns because–gosh, it’s so exhausting.

So yeah… I want to relinquish control. I want someone else to have a plan. And Trevor Sincaid, as irritating as I find him to be, just flipped the script on me.

“You’re sure?” he asks one more time.

“Yes,” I whisper, my eyes covered by the silk of my top, hands and ankles bound and ass out for him. “Do it.”

He swats my backside and the pain, stinging and fierce shoots across the nerves on my body. My core pulses and my breathing grows ragged.

“I’m going to do it, again. Are you okay, Angel?”

Angel . Not little grinch. Not Vance’s sister. Angel.

“Yes,” I whimper.

I don’t mean for my voice to sound like that. But I didn’t know how badly I needed this, until this very moment. To just be wanted, taken, completely worshipped.

His hand swats my other cheek and I lurch forward on the couch. That one was louder, and I wonder if we’re being too loud.

The last thing I want is for my brother to come down the hall to find us like this.

I would never be able to live down that humiliation.

Trevor’s hand rubs the spot where he just hit. “Your skin is so perfect,” he whispers to me in awe.

It’s just loud enough that the roaring fire behind us, nearly drowns him out. His other hand comes up and rubs both my cheeks. I love the feeling of his calloused hands on my skin. Hot and rough.

“Do it again,” I say into the darkness.

He does, swats me two more times, rubbing both cheeks again and this when he finishes he reaches up and pinches my nipples, the pain of my ass being spanked combined with the sensation of his fingers on my nipples makes gasp.

“Does that hurt?” he asks, concern lacing his voice.

“No,” I breathe. “It feels so good.”

He moves one hand from my breast and slides it in between my thighs finding my throbbing clit and spreading my arousal over myself. “You’re so wet, Angel. I love feeling you like this.”

My body relaxes at his touch and I moan my pleasure, ever so lightly.

“We can’t be too loud,” I say, mostly to myself.

“No,” he chuckles. “We can’t.” He picks up the pace and I can feel my orgasm building, about to slam into me. It’s like riding a wave and knowing you can’t stop until it’s crashed against the shore.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he says, his lips are on my ass again and I can feel him sucking my skin into his mouth as his fingers work magic.

The sensation sends me over the edge and I buck against his hand, grinding down hard as I drench him in all my arousal, my face planted into the couch cushions as I catch my breath.

My god, that was amazing. And I don’t want it to end. I need more.

“I’m not done with you, Lana. If you come all over my hand so beautifully, I can’t wait to see how you take my cock, Angel.”

“Mmmm,” I hum against bound hands.

“Is that what you want? To come all over my cock?” The sound of his voice, thick with need sends shivers up my spine.

“Yes,” I say.

“Yes, what, Angel?”

“Yes… I want to come all over your cock,” I say.

Trevor chuckles. Deep and throaty. “That’s what I thought. Because I’m going to need to hear the sounds you make when I’m driving into you, Angel. But before I do that..”

He flips me over and I’m now on my back. He situates himself between my legs and pulls my core closer to him. I can feel that rock hard erection in his pants and I grind over it.

“Uh-uh,” he says. “Not until I say so.”

He then yanks my thong down my leg and dips his head between my thighs. The binds on my ankles only let me move so much. But I feel his hair tickling the sensitive skin there as his tongue laps me up from clit to ass. He doesn’t waste a single drop.

And when he’s done licking me up, he focuses on that sensitive nub again, but this time, he uses his tongue.

“You like that, don’t you?” he says onto my skin, nipping and licking as I buck into his face.

“Yes,” I say softly. He stays face-planted against that spot and then brings a finger up to my entrance.

“Good, because I’m going to fuck you with my fingers until you’re begging for my cock, Angel. So don’t you dare come. You hear me?”

Excuse me, don’t come?!

He’s working magic with his tongue already and plans to finger fuck me into oblivion, but I’m not allowed to come.

“How is that fair?” I breathe out, his tongue picking up speed.

“Because the more you come, the more you’ll get tired. And if I only get you for a little bit, Lana… I’m going to have you to the fullest.”

That will do.

“Okay,” I say. “But I want to see you. I want to see what your face looks like buried between my legs.”

“Now that is fair,” he says. He reaches for my impromptu eye mask, and I can finally see him. Hair mussed, eyes hungry. And he looks up at me with those light, golden eyes and licks me lazily like I’m a dessert he’s trying his best to savor.

I close my eyes, because the sight of him is too much.

“No, Angel. Open your eyes and watch me fuck you.”

I open my eyes and watch as he picks up speed, his fingers moving in and out of my dripping cunt as his tongue continues to suck and tease and flick against my clit.

“I don’t think I can take it,” I say.

“Yes,” he says, gruffly. “You can take it, Lana. You can take this and more because by the time I’m done with you… you’re going to wish you had more.”

What he doesn’t know is that I already do. This is the best sex I’ve ever had and he hasn’t even fully fucked me yet. How am I supposed to just go about my day tomorrow knowing that this is what I’ve been missing out on.

I feel the wave building again.

No. I can’t come.

“Stop!” I breathe out.

And without questioning me, he does.

His fingers pull out of me, leaving me feeling empty and his tongue stops it’s epic assault on my clit as he looks up at me.

Pleased, the corners of his mouth lift up into a grin.

“That was very good, Angel. Save it for me.”

I let out a shattered breath because, this man–fuck–he’s making me feel so much more alive than I’ve felt… well, ever.

I swallow hard as he releases the binds from my ankles. He leaves the ones on my wrists, but takes me into his arms and carries me over to kitchen. He sets me on top of the kitchen island and reaches behind snapping my bra off.

"I want to see all of you when I take you," he says, tossing my bra over his shoulder.

"Do you have a—"

He reaches into his back pocket and produces a shiny, silver packet.

"Looking for this?"

"For someone who hasn't had sex in so long, you sure are prepared."

"Well, I didn't want to tell you this because I'm sure you'd think I'm a perv. But I bought a box at the mini-mart in town."

I cock my head at him. "So you were planning on seducing me."

"Lana, I took one look at you and I knew I was a goner."

"Well you have a weird way of showing it," I say.

He reaches for the waistband of his joggers and slips them down his thick thighs. And there it is. That bulging erection that has made my head swim in dirty thoughts all day.

"Is this a weird way of showing it?" He steps out of his sweats and kicks them aside before coming in between my legs.

"Allow me, stud," I say, taking the condom from his hand and ripping it open with my mouth.

I take hold of his erection and pull it toward me. He grunts at the motion and watches me through hooded eyes.

My wrists still bound, I take his cock in one hand while I roll the condom onto the head of it with the other and then use both to roll it over him entirely.

He shakes his head. "I'm thoroughly impressed. Now lay back, arms over your head."

I lean back just as he lines up at my entrance. And I feel my body light up with excitement.

He pushes into me, swirling the head of his cock against my wetness and pushes in some more. It takes a few tries, but once he's fully seated in me he lets out a bated breath.

"You feel… heavenly," he whispers.

"Then fuck me," I say.