Page 58 of Blood We Steal

She nodded. And I smiled. “You know better than that.”

“Yes,” she said, the faintest tremor in her voice, her eyes flashing now.

She was scared, but she was also angry, and that mix was combustible. I took a step, then pulled her closer, pressing my cock into her stomach.

“You know there are consequences for disobeying me. Don’t you?”

She nodded, and I shook my head. “No, Simone. Words.”

“Yes,” she said. We were inches away from the edge.

I tightened my arms around her. She relaxed against me, sighed with something more like relief.

Relief that was short-lived.

I opened my pants and reveled in her shriek as I lifted her leg and notched it on my hip.

“Rubin,” she said.

“Simone,” I responded as I seated my cock at her entrance.

She tightened her grip on me and huffed out a breath against my neck. She yielded to me, clung to me. And breathed out hard as I pushed my cock inside her inch by inch. I cataloged every hitched breath, the way her fingers tightened on my shoulders.

The way she fluttered around my cock, testing restraint that I didn’t have.

“Are you worried I’m going to drop you, miu? That I’m not strong enough to hold you up?” I asked.

She panted against my ear. “No,” she said, her voice trembling.

“Are you worried I might let you go?” I said.

She nodded and I stilled and loosened my hold. “Words, Simone.”

She met my eyes. “Yes.”

I could see how much the answer cost her, just as I could see the truth of it. I pulled out slowly until only my crown breached her and stared down at my slick shaft, then up to where we met. I let my gaze trace her fat mons, the wet, matted hair and hot cream that continued to wet my cock leaving no doubt of her desire.

“Then you should be smarter.”

I thrust hard, and leaned her back an inch. Her scream drifted into a low moan when I ground my hips into hers, putting just the right amount of pressure on her clit. She gushed around my cock, the way she clamped down on my cock making me see white.

“You’re afraid,” I whispered when I had enough control to speak.

She started to nod, but stopped it short and met my eyes. “Yes.”

I slowed my thrusts but kept the pressure on her clit. “Want me to let you down? I will, but I’d have to stop,” I said.

“No!” She tightened her thighs around me and brought me closer.

I licked her collarbone to keep myself from doing something else.

“You’d better hold on then,” I said.

She reached back, searching for the rail.

“No.” I went completely still. “Hold onto me.”

Before I got the words out, she gripped my shoulders so tightly, her fingers dug into my skin.