“What about you?” I asked, taking a step towards her despite myself.
“I want to see if I like it too,” she admitted and the last of my resistance shattered.
I prowled towards her and she bit her lip once more as I closed in on her. “Lower your eyes.”
She did so instantly, still sitting in my usual spot, dominating my space like I was aching to dominate her. A rush of exhilaration ran through me as I moved to stand over her. I wondered if there was a chance she was truly enjoying this like I was. But if she wasn’t then why would she pretend? She didn’t owe me anything. And she must have known by now the hold she had over me. So she didn’t need to work for my attention.
I swallowed thickly as I observed her waiting for me in my bed, but that wouldn’t work at all. I couldn’t touch her if we were in bed – it was against the rules.
“Get up, stand by the wall,” I commanded and she slipped off of the bed instantly, biting her lip as she scurried over to the wall.
I released a slow breath, marvelling at the way even that little act of obedience made me feel. It was exhilarating to have her at my command. I felt the closest to calm that I had all day, the power she was lending me over her body making the tension seep out of my limbs and lighting a new kind of fire in my flesh.
I took the blankets from the bed and folded them carefully, stacking them on the floor alongside the pillows. My gaze shifted to Tatum again as she waited in quiet anticipation, watching me with her fingers twisting into the fabric of the silk shorts she wore like she was aching to run them over something else.
I gripped the edge of the mattress and tugged it off of the bed frame and onto the floor in the space before her. No more bed. No more rules to worry about breaking.
“Lie on your back,” I growled, pointing at the mattress and she quickly moved to follow my command, blinking up at me as I stood over her, enjoying the way all of that long, blonde hair spilled across the sheets. “Part your legs.”
Her eyes widened at that one but she did it, drawing her knees up as her thighs parted for me and her hands knotted in the sheets at her sides.
“Don’t touch me,” I warned and she nodded, her chest heaving as I moved onto the mattress too.
I knelt before her, looking down at her as she waited for me, spread out like a feast at my complete and utter mercy. My dick was straining with the desperate urge to take her but I wouldn’t give in. My will was iron and her rules were law.
I moved onto my hands and knees and crawled between her thighs and over her body, making sure I didn’t touch her at all as I placed my hands either side of her head.
I leaned down, my muscles bunching as I did a press up over her, dropping so low that my skin prickled with the nearness of her body to mine and I tasted her breath as she exhaled shakily.
“What’s wrong?” I teased as I pushed myself back up away from her again.
“You really are the devil,” she groaned and I smirked at her.
“You have no idea,” I promised, lowering myself over her again.
That time I let my chest brush against hers the smallest amount and she shifted beneath me like she wanted to maintain the contact.
“Saint,” she pleaded, her voice all hot and breathy in a way that ignited a fire in my veins.
“Stay still,” I warned. “And say my name like that again.”
I dipped down again, brushing my mouth over the hollow of her neck and she moaned my name as if she was imagining me inside her.
“You’re wriggling,” I breathed, lifting myself off of her again and she arched her back like she was trying to prolong the contact.
“Don’t move,” I snarled, my heart leaping as she broke my rule and she fell back against the mattress with a groan of frustration.
“Or what?” she asked breathlessly. “What will you do to me if I break your rules, Saint?”
I growled beneath my breath at the thought of it, looking down at her hands where they fisted my sheets and loving how hard she was fighting her desire to touch me.
“You want consequences?” I asked, lowering myself over her again and brushing my chest over hers so that her nipples pressed against my skin through her top and she moaned a yes into my ear.
I raised myself off of her again and held myself there, looking down into her blue eyes which were so full of lust that it made me ache. I’d seen her look at Kyan like that and I’d been trying to convince myself ever since that I didn’t care, but having her focus on me in the same way lit me up and set me blazing like nothing I’d ever known.
“I thought you didn’t like me punishing you,” I said, keeping my body an inch from hers as she writhed in the sheets beneath me.
“I liked some of your punishments,” she said seductively and my gaze darkened as I remembered the way she’d moaned as I spanked her.
“Is that what you want?” I asked. “You want me to spank you if you break the rules?”
“Yes,” she replied without a moment of hesitation and my fingers flexed against the sheet beside her head.
Fuck, this girl just doesn’t stop surprising me. Why the hell do I like that so much? She’s chaos bottled and I should
