Page 8 of Pucking Snowed In with the Enemy

“You’re pretty cocky,” I said and sucked in a gasp as his hand gripped a fistful of my hair and pulled back, forcing me to look up at him. The heat that I’d felt running through my body before was nothing to the burning desire ripping through me now.

“I’m not cocky. I’m confident in what I can do, and I don’t make idle promises. You would be wise to remember that.”

Releasing my hair, he stepped back and cracked the folded belt across his hand. The sound was apparently connected to my pussy as it clenched tight and made me moan. Little bells were ringing in my head that I should be worried, but I mentally reached out and grabbed them to shut them up. No bells, flags, or fucking planes with sky-written messages were stopping this. I couldn’t remember a single time in my entire relationship with Shawn that I was this turned-on. Grigoriy was a relative stranger. He hadn’t really touched me yet, and all I could picture was pulling up my dress and begging him to fuck me. There was no logical explanation.

He smacked the belt across his palm again, and the crack made my eyes flutter shut. Was that a normal reaction?

“Such a naughty Kitten. I can see the lust swirling in your eyes.” His gaze traveled up and down my body. “But you keep yourself wound so tight that you’re not sure how to even let go. Am I right?”

Any other time, I would be annoyed that he was making such grand assumptions about me that were hitting so close to home, but instead, I nodded. He dropped one end of the belt, and I watched it swing back and forth. My ass tingled with the thought of him using that on me. I wanted to feel whatever he was offering.

“Yes,” I said, and he smirked as he undid his shirt. One button at a time, he revealed the body hidden under the expensive material. My mouth fell open as the shirt parted and showed off a sexy set of abs with an Adonis V that disappeared under the waist of his pants.

“And you’ll do everything that I tell you?”

“Yes.”

“Savannah, I have to say that you’re shocking me.” He rolled out his shoulders, and I was sure it was for my benefit. “That doesn’t happen often.”

“In all good ways, I hope,” I said, and then internally groaned at how pathetic that sounded.

“In all the most delicious ways,” he answered and licked his lip. “I’m going to devour you, and then when you can’t take anymore, I’m going to start all over again,” he growled.

Drool pooled in my mouth as I soaked him in. He slipped the shirt off his shoulders and tossed it on top of the jacket. I’d never been much for tattoos, but the full sleeves traveling along his arms, up his shoulders, across his chest, and covering his neck were filled with darkness and pain. They called to me. Peeling my eyes away, I looked up, and it felt like he was already picturing me naked. His hungry stare made me so wet and hot that I could hardly sit still. What the fuck was he doing to me?

“Get on your knees.” Sliding off the bed, I crawled the short distance to him and felt his penetrating gaze bore holes into my back. My dress was shifting up with every movement, and I knew I was fully exposed when the cool air of the room hit my ass.

“I like this look. I’ll like it even more when you visit me at my office, and I fuck you over my desk.” His voice deepened. “You can walk around the rest of the day with my come dripping down your leg, just so you know who you belong to.” I blinked, not sure that I heard him right. “You sure you don’t want to work for me?” The devil himself lifted the corner of his lip. My boss had never said anything like that, but if he looked like Grigoriy, I might’ve been tempted to say yes, fuck the rules.

Grigoriy was not the kind of man you found on a dating app, and I was going to milk what I could from tonight since I would never see him again.

“You haven’t fucked me yet. How do I know you’re any good?” I quipped back.

He chuckled, and like everything else he did, it made me squirm. “Trust me. You’ll be begging for my cock after this. I’ll have to buy you an entire skid of napkins.”

“I bet you say that to all the girls,” I said, the words slipping through my unfiltered brain.

“I have no need to. They say it to me.” He smiled, and for whatever stupid reason, a green streak of jealousy rose and gripped me.

“You didn’t like hearing that,” he said, and I cast my eyes down. Everything with Shawn was still too raw, and Grigoriy’s words were like a cheese grater running along my skin. “For tonight, the only one I’m focused on or thinking about is you.” Glancing up at him, I knew that was all I needed to hear. He was mine for tonight to live out whatever fantasies were floating around in my head, but then we would go our separate ways.

He cupped my chin, his thumb rubbing over my cheek. “The man who hurt you is an idiot, now take out my cock and suck it.” Heat flashed through my body as my mind somehow raced and screeched to a halt at the same time. Had I told him I was using him as a rebound, or was I just that transparent?

Removing his hand, he replaced it with the belt, keeping my chin up. “I’m going to give you one warning, Kisa. If you don’t make me come and swallow every last drop, then I’m going to lay you over that chair and use this belt on you until you’re sobbing and begging me to stop. Do you understand?” I swallowed and nodded. “Don’t think I won’t do it. I’ve done far worse to people for far less.”

Should I have run for the door? Probably. Instead, I reached for the button on his pants. The world, my boss, my parents’ judgment, and Shawn could all fuck off.

NATHANIEL

It was a real shame that she was FBI. It was a rare thing for me to be this interested in a woman aside from the instant gratification of pleasure. The fact that she intrigued me, and I actually gave a fuck if she got off, was like an eclipse of the sun.

As drunk as Savannah was, she didn’t slur her words, and her hands were steady as she pulled my pants open. I sucked in a deep breath as her cool fingers wrapped around my cock. It had been ready to go since before I chased the asshole away from her. I couldn’t help but smirk as she looked at the rings in the tip.

“Doesn’t that hurt,” she asked as she touched one, moving it gently from side to side. Her eyes were wide as she licked her lips, and a spark of something new ignited inside of me. I groaned and shook my head no as the sensation shot along my shaft. “Did it hurt getting them?”

“Some, but the pain is nothing in comparison to the pleasure I feel.” She flicked out her tongue and traced the shape of the first ring as her hand slid down my aching cock. “You’re going to have to do better than that if you want me to come,” I said, and her eyes turned up to mine.

My heart pounded harder, staring at her innocent face. My world was filled with many things I loved, but it was also very dark, and my heart had hardened by the time I turned twenty.