Page 30 of Ruin

“Yes.” He grinds the word out and grips the chair seat so hard his knuckles turn white.

I reach up, flip his cap backward, and trail my nails lightly down his jaw. His lips part and I wrap my arms around his neck, dragging my tongue slowly along his full bottom lip like I did on New Year’s Eve, my eyes locked on his.

Fuck, he tastes good. I press my lips to his, my eyes closing but they shoot open again when he bites my bottom lip, hard, triggering a rush of arousal I didn’t expect.

I whine his name the best I can, and when he half chuckles, I shove my hand between us and take hold of his hard dick through his jeans and squeeze until he releases my lip, a wicked gleam in his eye. “Harder.”

“Put your hands on me, Tommy.”

“No.”

“Why? Why won’t you touch me?” It comes out whiny, but I don’t care. I need to feel him. I push his t-shirt and hoodie up and rub my palms over his hard-muscled chest.

“You wanted to be in charge. You won’t be if I touch you.”

“Why?” I ask breathlessly. “What will you do?”

“That’s something we won’t find out today.” The way he says it, I get the feeling that he doesn’t know the answer,either.

“Are you worried you’ll hurt me?” I search my brain for the right combination of words to convince him to fuck me right here, right now. “What if… what if I don’t mind if you hurt me?”

He takes off his hat and helps me pull his hoodie and shirt off before replacing his cap on his head backward, one lock of hair hanging down his face. “It’s nice you won’t mind, because I will hurt you. But not today.”

He is so beautiful. I can’t believe Tommy Demonio has his shirt off, his hat backward in my closet, and I’m straddling him naked, dragging my nails down the hard ridges of muscle, his hard cock separated from my wet pussy by mere fabric.

Something twists in my chest that I can’t quite identify. I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life.

“Why not?” I ask, licking the sinewy muscle at the base of his neck, my hard nipples brushing against his chest.

His cock stiffens more beneath me, and he groans, dropping his forehead to my shoulder as I kiss and suck and bite his neck, leaving marks.

“Because apparently you need a few reasons to stop seeing other men and choose me.” His voice is tight as he fights for control. “And I’m not going to give you all those reasons at once.”

“And because I know everything there is to know about you, except what you sound like when you come.” He bites down on the vein pulsing fast in my neck. “You have your orders. Let me hear you come, sweet girl.”

I rise up on my tiptoes so I can swirl my hips in a circular motion across his lap. Tommy presses his forehead to mine,lifting his hips to meet me, as we look down at his lap, watching together.

It’s like everything is in slow motion until suddenly someone hits the fast-forward button.

In a split second, Tommy crashes his mouth into mine, kissing me frantically as he grips the back of my neck with one hand, the other spanning my back then moving roughly to my ass.

Desperately, I claw at his belt and zipper, pulling out his cock. Velvet over stone, it’s so thick I can’t wrap my hand fully around it, but I stroke up and down until he’s groaning into my mouth as he’s kissing me. We pull away from each other, panting, both looking down at my hand on his cock.

“Get it wet.” His eyes are dark, his jaw set.

I’m not sure what he means, so I shift forward, pulling his cock toward my wet pussy.

He grips my wrist hard with a warning growl. “Gi…”

“Don’t worry, daddy,” I whisper into his ear. “I promise not to break the rules.”

“Fuuuccckkkk.” He grips my breast painfully, sucking my hard nipple into his mouth, shooting an electric shock of pleasure straight to my clit.

I slide the outside of my wet pussy against the length of his cock, coating him almost immediately. “Fuck, Tommy.”

“I know, sweet girl,” he murmurs, a film of sweat misting his brow.

Looping my arms around his neck, I start to move, sliding myself up and down him with a roll to my hips. His jaw drops open as he watches me drag my clit up and down his hard cock with each stroke, the outside of my entrance alive with nerve endings that are zinging at the feel of him.