Chapter 9

I laid back down, spread open my legs, slipped my hands down and parted my folds with them, showing him my wet opening.

He looked at me for endless moments; our gazes trained on each other before he broke it and trailed his eyes down my body. The further he went, the darker his blue orbs got.

He moved to the edge of the bed, and leaned into me, placing his hand next to me head. He used the other hand to wrap around neck and I whimpered when his gaze turned harsher and he tightened his hold a little.

I had no clue why I found that so hot.

He trailed that hand to my globes of my breast, trailed a finger around my areola and tugged hard on my nipple.

My breathing came out as gasps and he locked his gaze on mine once again. "You want more?"

I half-mewled my answer, "Yes."

He got to work.

Tugging and tweaking the hard points until I was soaking the sheet below me, and I was begging. I didn't know what I was pleading for. For him to stop or to make it hurt more, I had no fucking clue.

He sl