⭐COMPLETE⭐
Book 2 in the 'Our Secret Dream' Trilogy.
Follow Skylar and Bryan as they continue their journey together. Learning not only how to progress as a potentially engaged couple but how to have fun and still enjoy their careers with all of th...
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'Your begging for a good fuck aren't you, princess?' he grumbles. His hungry blue eyes watch my every move as he contemplates his next move. Will he pounce on me right here, right now, or will he control himself until after dinner? I know which option I'd pick if it was up to me.
I don't have to wait much longer for his decision as he laces his fingers with mine, leading the way out of our room, into the waiting elevator, and then out the main doors to a tinted windowed SUV.
Climbing inside to the back seats I slide across the cold black leather to allow space for Bryan to slip inside beside me. Both of us buckle up as our driver slips into the front seat, switching on the ignition and the radio the low hum of a French song surrounding the electric space in the car.
As the car pulls forward down the ring circle of the front of the hotel into traffic I allow myself a sly look over at him, confused as I spy the look of him he's brooding deep into his inner thoughts. His earlier shimmering blue eyes were now a thunderstorm of denim blue. His plump soft pink lips parted as his tongue wets them. The knot between his brows is what has me focused on him though, it's the look that tells me more than anything else.
It's the look he gets when he's struggling to hold onto his control - the control he always has when he is around me. Even when I push him beyond my usual bounds he can hold himself back but this look right now tells me that he needs me. He needs me to take away his control, to make him feel safe, secure, and loved - it rarely happens but when it does I get to see into the life he loves to have with me. The life when I get a taste of what it is like to feel, control, and experience the sensation of the 'all-consuming desire.'
Knowing what he needs and the pulsing between my slick thighs I quickly unbuckle my seatbelt and slide across the back seat into the previously empty middle seat. Clicking the new belt across my body before clamping my hand around his throat. Loving how his Adam's apple bobs beneath my palm with every breath and gulp. My fingertips twitch against the day-old stubble, sending the burning desire in my veins deeper between my thighs.
Smirking I apply more pressure to his throat, pinching and squeezing each muscle within the palm of my hand, forcing him to turn his head to the side so his eyes can latch on mine. Searching for the answers to a question within his mind - one that I can already see the question and the answer.
Unable to look away I lean in close to him closing the distance between our bodies, moving my face up to the side of his so my mouth is only a whisper away 'You're going to be begging me to ride you like a fucking horse before our car ride back'
I smile as his breath catches in his throat as my teeth lock around his earlobe, nibbling and sucking against the soft lobe, sending sparks of desire throughout each of our bodies. It takes him a minute before he moves, his hand coming up to clamp around mine around his throat, locking my hand in place. Whilst his free hand reaches across to my body, caressing the tingling skin of my upper thigh, the threat of a delayed punishment is confirmed with every touch of his hand and fingers as it slips beneath the hem of my dress.
