Page 36 of Spike (Iron Thunder MC 5)
Softly, I fell back on the wooden floor. He was above me, his knees shoved on the ground on either side of me. I could see how big he bulged in his pants. Seriously? He was going to deny us this liberation?
“Whatever,” I hissed and made to slip out from under him. I needed to hide my face.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” he growled and grabbed me by my hips again, yanking me back underneath him. “You think I’m going to let you go after what you’ve done to me?”
There were goosebumps on my flesh when I heard his voice, when I saw how dark and heavy his eyes had become. I couldn’t wait to see what he had in store for me.Spike carried me back to the bedroom. To the bed I was sleeping on. Most of the sheets were on the floor now. I had probably thrown them all over in the middle of my nightmare. Just the memory of that made me cling to him tighter.
Without a word, he put me down on the bed, grabbed my wrists and started using the sheets to tie my wrists to the posts. My body was left to his use. I couldn’t move my hands now.
He was rough with me and I loved it. How he grabbed my feet and pulled them apart, making my thighs lie on either side of him while he wedged himself between my legs.
He pulled his shirt off, started undoing his belt, pushing down his jeans. My mouth was wide open. I was thirsty for him, waiting with bated breath to finally lay eyes on his cock.
It sprang into view. Big and strong. I was panting, almost out of breath from the excitement. When he was done with his clothes, he grabbed my panties and rolled them quickly down my legs. Threw them to the floor. I wanted him inside me but he was going to make me wait.
He stretched himself over me now. I wanted to touch him but my hands were tied to the bed. I folded my knees, wriggled my legs, tried to reach him somehow but he hovered over me, teased me. His lips moved just an inch over my skin. He made it a point not to touch me. I was naked. He was naked. I could feel the warmth of his body. His hot breath fell on my skin as he examined me. Studied me.
“Your skin is like butter. Your hair is like chocolate. I can’t wait to see what your pussy tastes of.” His voice was like molten lava. I was sinking in it. He had taken over me completely. I was a puppet in his hands.
He stretched out his palm, gliding it over my skin, still not touching me while I wriggled breathlessly underneath him.
“Spike…” I groaned. I wanted to come. I wanted to touch him so badly.
He looked down at my pussy, at my swollen clit. He could see how wet I was, how I was vibrating for him. Calling out for him just with the look in my eyes.
“Tell me what you want, Sabrina,” he said. He straightened up, kneeling on the bed near my feet. I had to force my head up so I could look at him.
“I want you to fuck me. I want your cock inside me.”
“How bad do you want it?”
“I have wanted your cock inside me from the moment I saw you.”
“How hard do you want it?”
“As hard as you want to give it to me.”
I couldn’t even believe I was saying the words. I hadn’t spoken like this before, not with any of the men I was with. It felt dirty, so sexy, and I wanted to say everything that was on my mind.
Spike grew nearer and just when I was about to say more, he rubbed his hand over my left thigh, moving closer and closer to my pussy till he started stroking my clit.
Waves of pleasure passed over me. I thrust my hips upwards with delight. He stroked my clit in circular motions.
“Tell me what’s on your mind, Sabrina. Tell me what you’ve always wanted to say.”
I stared at him, a little afraid of what I was capable of saying, but my heart was racing.
“I’ve always wanted a man like you.”
“A man like me?” he asked and thrust his middle finger into me. I moaned. I lifted myself up toward him as far as my tied-up hands would allow me.
“A man like you…with your body. Your tattoos and your big cock.”
Was that actually my voice? Was I saying these words? I didn’t even know this was what I wanted…but it all made sense now. Why no other man made me feel like this.
His finger was inside me, and he slid it in and out, while his thumb kept circling my clit.
