Page 120 of A Wild Darkness

“Sebastian!” I scream into the palm of his hand. He must have heard my mumbles because he releases his hand.

“Sebastian!” My shouts echo through the forest.

With his free hand, he peels off his mask from the bottom and tosses it aside. “I told you not to come out here alone so close to nightfall.”

“What the hell!” I suck in a deep breath, relieved that it’s him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Why did you have to frighten me like that?”

“I told you dangerous people come out at night, Stevie,” he warns, slipping his hand inside my panties, his fingers find the heat between my legs.

“You’re pretty fucking wet, Stevie. Getting chased turns you on, doesn’t it?”

“Fuck off!” I move my body to get away from him, but his weight presses me into the ground, and my heart picks up speed from being called out.

His head dips down to my neck. His lips are soft and wet from the rain, bringing an outbreak of chills through my body.

“I told you not to come out here alone.” Then he bites down, sending a bolt of pain and pleasure up and down my spine.

“I could have outrun you.” I move my free hand under his shirt, gliding it across his warm skin. My body begs to be closer to him, to escape the coolness of nightfall and the nippy rainfall.

“No.” Sebastian’s mouth moves along my jawline. “You couldn’t have.”

We’re both soaked, lying on the ground, but I don’t care.

I let my hand roam downward until I’m able to slip under the front of his waistband and grip his hard length. “Now that you’ve caught me, what are you going to do with me?”

“I’m going to teach you a lesson for leaving my sight. Take off my belt,” he commands.

Wasting no time, I unbuckle his belt and unbutton his pants while he lowers my pants.

“Where were you?” I ask.

He ignores my question, lifts my leg, and shoves himself inside me.

“Fuck, Stevie,” he moans.

The bottom half of my body trembles with the desire to have him deeper.

“Where were you, Sebastian?” My words come out breathy, but I need to know. “You weren’t at the mortuary.”

“I stepped away to check out the area around the mortuary,” he says into my lips. His kiss is rough and desperate. “When I came back and saw your car gone, I lost my shit.”

Sebastian’s hips roll into me faster.

I nip at his lower lip. “You were scared?”

His dark eyes capture mine, sending a flutter from my stomach to my pussy while drops of water fall from the loose piece of hair that’s fallen over his eyebrow. Damn, he’s hot.

“Yes.” His voice strains as if in pain.

My hands come to the sides of his face. “I won’t come here again without telling you.”

“No.”

Thrust.

“You.”

Thrust.