rendered speechless, unable to utter a single word as his mouth descended on my throat. It was so dirty, being here in complete darkness with a total stranger.
He nibbled on my neck, gently at first, then harder and harder. I knew he’d end up leaving a mark, but for once, I didn’t care.
“Can we turn the lights on?” I asked weakly, my voice shaking even though I fought hard to hide the fact. “I want to see you.”
“You see me well enough,” he said, and then his mouth was on mine.
He wasn’t patient, sliding his tongue inside my mouth and pulling on my bottom lip gently with his teeth. I could feel the heat building up between my thighs, and on a whim, I grabbed his hand and pushed it between my legs as he kissed me.
“I like that,” he growled, and I could feel the smile on his lips as his mouth descended on mine. “Now strip.”
I couldn’t stop my hands from shaking, but I still managed to get my shirt off, and I was left feeling exposed in my bra, even though the room was dark as hell. A cold breeze from the half-open window made goose bumps rise on my skin, and Score’s fingers trailed over my tummy.
“Beautiful.” His words were low and throaty.
I hadn’t felt that turned on in my entire life, intense pleasure bubbling just under the surface as he kissed my throat and my collarbone, slowly descending to my décolletage.
He ripped my bra off with a single move of his hand, and I could tell he’d broken it, but I didn’t care. His mouth descended on my breasts next, a low growl coming from between his lips as he took my hard nipple and bit down on it gently.
“Oh…” I murmured, overwhelmed by intense pleasure as I watched my bra drop to the floor.
There was an underlying feeling too; something dark and horrible in my mind, like this was somehow wrong. Totally and utterly wrong. I didn’t dare speak up as vague memories flashed in my mind.
Be a good girl, Lina. Such a good girl.
I shivered, and this time around, it wasn’t from the cold breeze in the room. Even though my body wanted this, alarm bells were going off in my mind, alerting me that something was off.
But what?
I tried to forget, pulling Score closer and moaning in his mouth as he kissed me, his mouth skilled and strong against mine. I could feel his rock-hard cock pressing against me, thick and long, just like I’d pictured it.
My heart pounded, each beat shouting one word only.
Wrong.
Wrong.
Wrong.
And suddenly I knew I had to get out, right away.
I pushed him away, the raw need to have him inside me still pulsing between my legs. He came at me again, probably thinking I was playing some stupid game, but even though my skin was on fire from his touch, I knew I couldn’t do it.
I couldn’t sleep with Score, as badly as my body begged me to…something was wrong, and I couldn’t understand what it was.
“I can’t,” I whispered, my voice breaking over the words. I felt hot tears of humiliation in my eyes, ready to start falling. “I need to leave.”
“Are you kidding?” his voice was almost offended, incredulous. “You’re going to leave right now?”
“I can’t, I’m sorry,” I pleaded with him, already searching for my missing shirt in the darkness. My fingers wrapped around fabric and I raised it protectively in front of my body. “I need to leave…I don’t feel okay.”
“What’s wrong?” His deep voice had grown worried, but I couldn’t answer his question. Not when even I didn’t know what the problem was…
I found the door and it flew open as I yanked on the handle. The air in the hallway wasn’t thick with sex like our hotel room, but stale and oppressing.
I threw one look back over my shoulder, seeing Score’s silhouette in the darkness, still asking me what was wrong.
“I’m sorry,” I said, already regretting what I was about to do.
And then I bolted outside.
Chapter 4
Chase
S he’d left her bra .
As if it wasn’t bad enough that she’d changed her mind on
Charles G. McGraw, Mark Garland