𝐒𝐲𝐧 ┃𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

131. 𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑀𝑒 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑡

Queen

It was fun when I was the one teasing him. Of course, I wanted him, but I didn't think he'd really give in. I liked watching him squirm a bit and I was feeling confident.

That brazenness that had me pulling him against me, however, abandoned me the moment his defenses dropped, and a hunger I knew all too well filled his eyes.

My breath caught as his hands moved up my thigh and I trembled under his warm touch. His energy seeped into my skin-- each caress sending sparks throughout my body. And despite my sudden reservations, I wanted more. Everything I said, I meant. I wanted him and I wouldn't be satisfied until I had him everywhere. Every time I moved or sat for the next week, I wanted to be reminded of him.

He stared down at my body, his eyes filled with appreciation as he took his time. Like he did every time I was naked.

I couldn't imagine what more there was to look at. He had already seen everything.

I only realized I hadn't answered him when his fingers slipped past my panties and his knuckled grazed my pussy. The tension in my body immediately shot between my legs at his touch and I was suddenly breathless.

Tighten the fuck up.

It had been a couple of weeks, but there was no excuse for me turning into puddy under him.

"Answer me," he said, teasing me with the absence of his touch. His fingers were so close, as was he. But he held back. "How am I looking at you that's made you shy all of a sudden? You were so bold a few seconds ago."

I licked the side of my lips and stared up at the ceiling before gathering the strength to look at him. "You're looking at me like I'm going to need a safe word this time."

He laughed a bit at my words, but I was serious. A few minutes ago his eyes were so tender. Concern riddled every bit of his face and body as he considered me and my request.

All of that was gone now as he towered over me- the dim room casting shadows around him. He was just so...big. His eyes were settled between my legs, his gaze one of a wolf about to feast on its prey. It was chilling yet, arousing...

Someone as invincible and frightening as he had fallen to my temptation. I ignited a fire in the beast that only I could put out and that thought alone was electrifying. He was the one standing over me and touching me, yet I had never felt more powerful.

"No safe word needed," he said, his deep voice laced with need as he hooked his fingers into my underwear and tugged them down. I felt the trail of my wetness left on my skin from his fingers and leaned back on my elbows. I lifted my hips and he pulled them down the rest of the way before tossing them aside. "You know what to say when you want me to stop."

Stop.

I wouldn't be using it but I loved that he always assured me.

He held out his hands and I looked at them. What? "Sit up."

I placed my hands into his and he guided me until I was sitting at the edge of the hospital bed. He let go of me and took a step back, looking at me. Head to toe. I watched him curiously, taking a small note of the fact that I didn't feel like hiding as I usually did. My eyes couldn't meet his for more than a few seconds at a time, but I liked the way he looked at me.

"Do you want to take a picture for later?" I asked him, taking back his focus. "We're in the middle of something."

"Trust me. If I had a camera on me I would."

I snickered and he walked around the bed. The inside of my body suddenly became freezing and I shivered, shifting on the bed. He grabbed the chair from the other side of the bed and came around, placing it directly in front of me. "You're cold?"