Page 124 of Trapped With You

Stuffed full of my cock with tears gathered in her waterline, she was stunning.

Finally, I gave in to the urge and delved my fingers into her shorter strands, pulling her head back with a rough tug.

She released my cock with apopsound. “Cade?”

I wiped the lone tear that streamed down her cheek. Fuck, I hated these contacts. I wanted to see her real gaze. The blue and brown swirling together in her right eye. The one that reminded me of the sky and the earth. It was arresting.

“You asked if I was ready to punish you.” I framed her jaw possessively with one hand. “Baby, I’ve beendreamingof punishing you. I’ve had filthy fantasies running through my mind since you left me. The kind one shouldn’t have about the love of his life.”

Chasing her around the city and barely getting crumbs of her attention made me insane with hunger, like a feral, unsatiatedbeast waiting centuries for his fated mate.

“Tell me.” She scored her nails down my abs, leaving marks. “I want to know.”

“I’ve fantasized about stealing you away from your ivory tower and taking you deep into my woods, princess.” My fingers skittered to her pulse, a crude grin curling my lips when I noted how fast it fluttered. “I’ve fantasized about chasing you while I wear my mask—because I know it turns you on—and catching you, pinning you on your back, then pounding your sweet, forbidden cunt like an animal.” I pressed my thumb over her lips and she sucked it into her mouth of her own volition. “And I’ve fantasized about dragging you to my cabin where I collar you, chain you to my bed, and do sinful things to your body until your voice is hoarse from begging for more because deep down…you crave those dark things, too. You want me to own you, ruin you, love you in every possible way.”

The way her eyes glittered with excitement, I knew I had her number. This was one of her fantasies. Mine too.

“You promise to make it happen?”

“Do I ever break one, pretty girl?”

She smiled with affection and nostalgia. “Never.”

“Now that that’s settled.” I tugged at her hair until she whined—giving her the pain she so needed with her pleasure—and dug my fingers into her jaw. “Open your mouth wide, sweetheart. I’m going to make you regret the day you left me.”

Ella dragged her long nails over my balls, a gentle reminder that she could be lethal but was choosing to be obedient for me. “Will you let me come afterwards?”

“If you behave, I’ll consider it.”

“Fine.”

“Don’t even think about touching your pussy while I face-fuck you. Otherwise, I’ll edge you all night long.”

She huffed dramatically and rolled her eyes. “Spoilsport.”

Fuck, I missed her.

“Open up, baby.” I ran my fingers over her mouth.

She caught my hand and pressed a kiss to my knuckles, lingering on the silver rings and taking note of the one that was missing. A bout of regret flashed in her expression. She knew she messed up by throwing my promise ring out of the belfry.

“It’s okay.” After tonight, I’d scavenge through the grounds until I found it. “We’ll get it back.”

Following my instructions, Ella parted her lips, and I took it as my cue to shove myself into her mouth with no mercy, knuckling the strands at her crown like a leash.

She cried out into the empty stillness of the nurse’s office.

I grinned cruelly. “Pinch my thigh if it becomes too much.”

Ella blinked up at me twice, her signal for consent whenever we did this.

Then I started thrusting, pounding deep inside of her throat, gratification zinging through my system. “Fucking hell, Ella.”

The sounds of our dirty act blended into a spectacular symphony, louder than the storm raging outside. They resounded in the room until I was sure someone might find us. But that’s what Ella liked, therefore none of us bothered taming the muffled moans and loud groans.

Brown eyes glanced up at me. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Saliva smeared all over her kiss-swollen lips. And her wild smile stretched around my girth.

Before I met Ella, I barely had time for silly crushes. Once our paths crossed, I knew why no one caught my attention for the first sixteen years of my life. I was waiting for her.Savingmyself for her.