by Shayne Ford
The box meets my arm as I fend myself, and falls to the side. She eyes another one, the moment of distraction long enough for me to close the distance between us and wrap my arm around her. She fights me. I slide my fingers into her hair and crash with her into the wall. I pin her with my body, my fist closing in her hair.
“Let me go...” she growls.
“I’m not gonna let you go, and you fucking know it. I’ve warned you so many times, and you can’t still understand, can you? Do you really want to know how it feels to be mine? I’ll fucking show you.”
She tilts her head to bite me. I pull back and bite her neck. She moans and whimpers. And then she slackens a bit, her breaths coming hot as if she’s running a fever.
“Let me fucking go!” she snarls and starts kicking me.
I push her back against the wall and cuff her wrists in one hand, lifting them above her head. I slam my body against hers, her heated breaths steaming the air. She pushes against me with all her force.
“Don’t you ever fucking lie to me again!”I growl and pull her hair, wiping the softness off her face.
Her eyes glint angry.
“You fucking crossed the line, Jaden,” she hisses, her eyes blazing.
“Did I?” I toss at her before I lower my mouth to her neck, and sink my teeth into her flesh again.
“Argh!”
I pull her hair again, angling her face up, her lips to my lips.
I roll my hips and shove my thigh between her legs. A long crying moan lifts off her lips. Her eyes blaze at me, her lips quivering with fury, and yet her body starts to move against mine. I roll my hips again. She grinds harder.
Running my palm down on her, I open her robe completely, and then I trail her sex, and slide a couple of fingers into her. Her flesh throbs against my touch, slick and wet from her arousal.
I’m hard and twitching–– so stirred up, fighting to stifle my impulse to kneel and lick that dripping wetness from her pussy.
I pull my fingers out.
She curses.
“That’s my girl. You’re gonna worship my fucking dick when I’m done with you,” I grunt.
She spits at me and fights me again. Wild and dark, she growls. I curl my fingers around her neck and hold her still. And then I brush her lips with mine.
“You said you love me... You have no fucking idea what you got yourself into. It will hurt your last fucking bone in your body when I rip your heart apart,” I say through clenched teeth.
She stops cold, the lights fading in her eyes. I bring the fingers to her lips. Her nostrils flare, the tip of her tongue flicking out. I slide them into her mouth. A dark smile forms around them.
“You like it, huh? I love your fucking taste too...” I pull the fingers out of her mouth and lick them.
She jerks her head, trying to capture them again.
Lips parted and chest heaving, she looks at me, completely out. Crazed, she rolls her hips, rubbing my cock.
In one move, I crash my lips onto hers and thrust my tongue into her mouth. A moan vibrates in her throat. We lock and kiss, her mouth wet, so ready for my cock.
Breaking the kiss abruptly, I take a step back. Running both hands through my hair, I tick my chin, motioning to her.
“Get down.”
Panting, she stares at me, her eyes burning like embers. She drops to her knees. I edge to her and brace my hands against the wall.
“Take ‘em down.”
Her eyes shoot up at me, her lips quivering. She looks at me, frozen.
“Do you want to be mine?”
She stays silent. I slide my fist into her hair and jerk her. She sears me with her glare.
I smirk.
“Oh. You don’t like it? What did you expect Senna? You wanted me domesticated? Huh? Is that what it was?”
She stays quiet.
“Answer me!”
Startled, she moves her lips.
“No.”
“Then don’t you fucking pout. Do you want us to fuck hard? We do. Do you want us to be more? You’ll have to wait. We both want it, but right now it’s not possible. Do you think I ask too much of you and you want to pull back? That’s fine by me too,” I say. “Just make up your fucking mind.”
Silence falls over the racks of clothing.
I peel my hand off her, ready to step back.
“I don’t want to pull back,” she tosses at me, faster than I expected.
“Good. Then lets lay down some rules,” I say. “If there’s anything I need to know, open your mouth now and spit it out before you suck my dick.”
She looks at me, baffled.
No muscle shifts on my face.
“Yes? No?”
“There’s nothing else.”
“Good. Now lets put our little truce to the test,” I say, slightly tilting my head back.
Eyes trained on her, I unbuckle my belt and pull the zipper down. Rolling my hand over my shaft, I motion to her.
“Take your robe off,”
She lets it slide off her shoulders as I reach the back of my neck and tear my T-shirt off.
Palming my cock with one hand, I weave the other in her hair, and tug at it, hard. A glint of pain flashes in her eyes.
Her head goes back with my hand, her delicate neck arching, beautifully exposed. I can almost see the pulse throbbing beneath her silken skin.
“Does it hurt?”
She tips her head down.
“You want more?”
She nods a yes.
“Take my dick out.”
Without delay, she brings her hands to my fly, works it open, frees my cock and runs her hands on me.
“Stop.”
She freezes, her hand cuffed around my girth, her fingers touching my balls.
I pull her head back, forcing her to look up. She shoots her eyes to me, filled with surprise at first, then swimming with lust.
“Do you feel me?”
My veins explode with heat and blood beneath her touch, my pulse throbbing in her hand.
She nods. Her lips pull apart. Her nipples steeling.
“Spread your legs. I want to see you.”
She slowly parts her thighs, her folds sliding open, revealing her swollen, slick flesh. She does a little roll with her hips.
I stifle a smile.
“Now open your mouth.”
She parts her lips and looks up, completely in my control.
“Take your hands off me.”
She peels her fingers of my shaft. My cock juts in the air.
I spread my legs slightly. Pulling her hair, I bring her mouth to my dick.
She slides her hands on her thighs.
“No touching, Senna.”
She sets her hands on her knees.
“Perfect,” I mutter, narrowing my eyes, and giving her the ghost of a smile. “Follow my hand.”
Fist in her hair, I guide her head to my throbbing cock.
“No sucking, baby. Just lips and tongue.”
She blinks in response her mouth already filled with my hard meat. Eyes locked with hers, I loop my fingers around the root of my erection and move her head toward me. Slowly. Her hot breath hits my heated flesh first, and then the softness of her lips before she starts caressing me with her tongue.
I pull her hair down, prompting her to move her head back until my cock slides completely out of her mouth and curves up, throbbing with pleasure.
Slowly, I bring it back to her lips and trace the seam of her mouth with the tip of my hard flesh. Her eyes gleam with pleasure. Her long hair frames her beautiful face with a curtain of darkness, while her nostrils flare and her lips tremble with hunger.
The pulse vibrating through my length feeds the tension in my groin. A bead of pre-cum forms.
“Now, lick it.”
Her hands glide up my thighs, her eyes staying glued to mine. I slowly scrape my bottom lip with my teeth. She looks at me, waiting for directions.
I lift my chin up. A slow, small motion.
“Do it.”
She swirls her tongue around my crown, tracing every bit of flesh.
“Good.”
She sweeps the bead of pre-cum with her tongue and licks her lips.
“Do it again.”
This time she lowers her head, sets the tip of her tongue at my balls and drags her warm, moist flesh against mine until she reaches the tip of my hot shaft.
Every second she spends in contact with me sends a firestorm through my blood. I’m hard as steel, her touch reverberating through my bones.
“Open wide.”
She does as told.
Slowly, I bring her head to my groin, my hard dick entering her mouth. Her eyelids slide slowly as I gently thrust. She watches me with hooded eyes as I drive my cock into her mouth.
Filled with me, she takes a breath.
Her cheeks color red, her swollen lips curling around my girth. She looks at me with soft eyes and moves her tongue as I slowly guide her head.
“You can do it now.”
Pleasure rolls over her face as she starts to suck me. She briefly closes her eyes, her nostrils flaring with delight.
“You can use your hands.”
Relief sets on her face.
Smoothly, she palms my balls, and cuffs my cock her hands working in tandem with her mouth. She gives me long laps and swirls her tongue around my shaft, her lips closing around the crown.
Eyes half closed, I move my hips. Hot, soft, and wet, her mouth blows me at a perfect pace.
I steal a glance at her. She takes her time feeding her pleasure. A shudder falls through me as she locks my eyes.
I pull her up and turn her around. She opens her legs and braces her hands against the wall while I curl my hand around her neck and slide my cock into her. Her moist flesh clenches around me. She starts grinding against me.
“Stop,” I rasp.
She freezes.
We’re both edging. And both throbbing. Arching her back, she pushes her ass out. I move my hips. Her spine curves even more. I do it again. Her head tilts back, against my shoulder.
I get a glimpse of her profile and her soft, curled lips as she starts to moan quietly.
I roll my fingers on her clit. Her hips jolt against me, her voice modulating in a sensual groan. I thrust all the way. A few more moments... There’s all it takes, and her body stills and tenses, her core exploding.
“Jaden!” she growls, her nails scratching the walls as I pound her through her orgasm.
SENNA
His palm goes down on my back, smoothly caressing my skin.
On all fours, my backside curled up to him, I watch him in the wall mirror as he rocks his hips. Once. Twice. A hundred times. Every time he enters me my center vibrates with pleasure. I’m no longer living for the peaks. I’m on a permanent high, and he only needs to feed me from time to time. Like now.
A smile tilts his lips as we lock eyes in the mirror.
“Please,” I mutter, teetering on that thin edge, ready to come.
The tension builds up, and my legs begin to tremble. His fingers thread through my hair. I tilt my head back, anticipating the pain. It doesn’t come to my surprise.
He holds my locks in his fist to see my face and fills me up over and over again with long, sensual moves.
My chest follows his cadence, falling and rising rapidly as I push back against his cock every time he slides inside me.
A perfect, complete motion, in and out, making me gasp, and moan, every single time he does it.
He holds me there, on the edge, unhurried to get me off.
I peel my hands off the mattress and push upright. Propped on my knees, I arch my spine, and press the back of my head against his shoulder. He holds me in his arms, one snaking around my waist, the other draping over my chest.
Head tilted back, eyes almost closed, I watch him in the mirror trailing my neck with his lips, his body moving rhythmically.
“Jaden... “ I murmur as I slip into a trance with him.
I feel his soft, soothing lips and then the sharp edge of his teeth, and the wetness of his tongue leaving trails of pleasure on my skin. The orgasm sneaks upon me when I expect the least giving me a mind-blowing high.
“Oh, fuck...” I growl.
Trembling, I reach back. He doesn’t stop as I barely scale down. Leaning against him, I trace the muscular ropes of his thighs. His chest expands against my back, sucking in a gulp of air.
I lift my arms and grab his neck. He leans in, his hard chest pressing into my back, his face touching mine. The scent and smoothness of his skin make me tremble in his arms.
His lips trace the column of my neck again before he gently bites, a flick of tongue soothing the sting.
He thrusts harder and stops. My body vibrates like a violin.
“Don’t you fucking move,” he says with a rumbling, hoarse voice.
Anything could get me off now. Another thrust, another flick of his tongue, or a blow of air on my lips. A brush of my clit. A dirty word.
Anything.
His hand comes to my mouth and my tongue darts out and swirls, wet in his palm. He gives me his fingers, and I clamp my mouth on them.
“You need a dick in your mouth, baby,” he says, throwing a smile at me for good measure.
His mouth starts loving my neck again, his teeth sinking into my skin as he sucks and marks my flesh. Rocking his hips, he rams into me. It takes a couple of times before the tension breaks.
My body jerks, slamming against him. I’m pulsing and breaking. I’m shaking and gushing. He has one hand in my hair, the other on my mouth, the intense orgasm splitting between my legs, dragging me through a swirl of pleasure.
His grip strengthens as he hammers and shoots his load, hot cum dripping down on me.
It takes moments of heavy breathing and gasping to regain control and calm down. Silence comes back into the room, along with the sound of moaning wind and the whispers of the dancing fire.
His palm slides down my back, a tender gesture, followed by a gentle kiss on my shoulder. I reach back, running my fingers through the back of his hair. We’re still locked. I’ve never felt him so close, yet something doesn’t feel right.
I glance in the mirror trying to find his eyes. I can’t. He looks down at my back, as he slowly runs his hand up my side. As if he wants to lock the memory of my skin in his touch.
He no longer feels warm. He no longer feels close to me.
He takes a step back, and I pull my legs together. Sore, still shaking. I turn to him. His naked body is on full display, his hand cupping his groin as he trains his eyes on me.
A different light shines in his gaze.
A different man looks at me.
I feel the chill going down my back, the blaring sound of a warning barreling through my heart.
And then I hear his words.
“When we go back... I’ll move out,” he says deadpan, his voice frosted like the night outside.
I blink a few times, unable to voice a thought. My legs start shaking, my knees about to give in.
I slide my hand onto the mattress, trying to regain my balance. His eyes hold mine. And that’s the scariest thing of all.
I see no hesitance. No seconds thoughts. It’s hard to tell whether he planned it for a while or he just made up his mind.
It doesn’t really matter.
“What about your work?” I ask with a trembling voice.
“I can do it until you find a replacement for me or not. It’s up to you. I really don’t care.”
We share a few moments of silence.
“Why Jaden?”
Without saying another word, he walks past me and vanishes into the bathroom.
TO BE CONTINUED
Also by Shayne Ford
LOVE IS WAR SERIES
A Dark Mystery Romance
FALLEN (Love is War Series #1)
BROKEN (Love is War Series #2)
TAKEN (Love is War Series #3)
OWNED (
Love is War Series #4)
NIGHT OF THE KINGS SERIES
A Billionaire Romance
JAMES (Night of the Kings Series #1)
DARK JAMES (Night of the Kings Series #2)
TAMING JAMES (Night of the Kings Series #3)
ALEXANDER (Night of the Kings Series #4)
HARD LEX (Night of the Kings Series #5)
LOVING LEX (Night of the Kings Series #6)
EDWARD (Night of the Kings #7)
WILD ED (Night of the Kings #8)
TAMING ED (Night of the Kings #9)
FIGHTING ED (Night of the Kings#10)
LOVING ED (Night of the Kings #11)
DARK HEART SERIES
A Dark Romance
JADEN (Dark Heart Series #1)
WILD JADEN (Dark Heart Series #2)
JADEN’S HEART (Dark Heart Series #3)
SHADES OF LOVE
A Billionaire Dark Romance
DARK MCKENNA (Shades of Love #1)
REAL MCKENNA (Shades of Love #2)
MCKENNA (Shades of Love #3)
GOLDEN HEIR SERIES
A Billionaire Romance
SHADE (Golden Heir Series #1)
LOVING SHADE (Golden Heir Series #2)
FOREVER SHADE (Golden Heir Series #3)
WILD HEART SERIES, A Menage (MMF) Romance
JAGGER (Wild Heart Series #1)
LOVING JAGGER (Wild Heart Series #2)
LOVING BRAXTON (Wild Heart Series #3)
WILD NIGHTS (Wild Heart Series #4)
FINDING HOME (Wild Heart Series #5)
STEEL SERIES (A Rock Star Romance)
A Rock Star Romance
Layla’s Story
River Steel (Steel Series #1)
Loving River (Steel Series #2)
River’s Story (Companion Books to Layla’s Books)
River (Steel Series #3)
River’s Heart (Steel Series #4)
About the Author
Shayne Ford writes epic novels. Her stories feature hot-blooded men and adventurous, soulful women. She likes to write Series that are epic, layered, character-driven, have a dash of mystery and a lot of depth. She writes what she likes to read, and people who share her taste, devour her books. Her stories are not the typical romance, nor are they formulaic or fit a mold.