Page 188 of Scarlet Wars
“No.”
I froze, surprised. “I can’t touch you?” I asked softly, feeling confused.
He shook his head, the restraint in his body painfully clear. “Not yet. I’ve been wanting this… fantasizing about this for a very long time. If I don’t pace myself right now, this will be over in seconds. So I need to?—”
I cut him off, lifting my head and brushing my lips against his stomach. Slowly, deliberately, my tongue drew a slow line up to his hilum, savoring the way his body tensed beneath me.
His breath caught mid-sentence, eyes rolling back as the rest of the words dissolved into a groan.
“Need to what?” I whispered teasingly, my breath hot against his skin.
“Fuck!” he cursed under his breath, pushing himself off me abruptly. His chest rose and fell heavily, his hard-on straining painfully against his pants, so obvious it made my stomach tighten with desire.
I leaned back, giving him my best seductive smile, hoping to lure him back in. But his expression shifted, his countenance hardening in an instant.
“Don’t get any ideas in your head,” he warned. “You’ll do exactly as I say, or I’m tying you up, so you won’t have a choice.” His invisible haze shot out, swirling ominously, ready to act on his threat.
A mix of nerves and excitement swirled inside me, before I nodded once, complying with his request.
He released my hands, the command in his demeanor forcing me to obey. “Slide to the back of the bed and sit up. Lean against the headboard.”
I did as instructed, heart hammering in my chest.
“Eyes on me the whole time,” Caden ordered, his voice a low growl. I nodded again, eager to please him.
“Good girl.” His voice dropped even lower. “Now, spread your legs for me.”
I hesitated for only a second before doing as he asked, my legs parting slowly, exposing myself to his craving gaze.
“Wider, Emma. I want to see every single inch of you.”
My heart raced as I did what he said, the cool air brushing against my center, making me ache for him.
“Touch yourself,” he demanded, his voice deep and steady. “Show me how you pleasure yourself.”
I hesitated, my body trembling with need, but the way he was looking at me left no room for insecurities. Slowly, I slid my hand down, feeling the wetness already between my legs. The moment my fingers brushed over my clit, I let out a breathless moan, my body responding instantly to the motion.
“Fuck,” Caden groaned, his eyes blazing. “Exactly like that.”
His words sent a jolt through me, amplifying the heat as my fingers kept moving in slow circles. I gasped, the sensation overwhelming, as Caden took a step closer.
When I moaned again, he crawled over me, the weight of his body pressing me deeper into the bed as his hand moved upward.
“You did good,” he murmured against my lips. “Now let me.” His words were dripping with both authority and desperate need.
I quickly pulled my hand away, my breath catching as his fingers traced higher along the inside of my thigh, until they hovered just inches from where I was aching for him. Every nerve in my body tightened, anticipation coiling so tight it almost hurt.
“I can’t—” My voice broke, barely a whisper. “Please, Caden.”
His name had barely left my lips before his thumb finally pressed where I needed him most, and my body arched into his with a broken cry, the tension snapping all at once.
“Baby, you’re soaked,” he growled, his tone coming out harsh, while his index finger teased my entrance. “Do you want to feel me inside you?”
I could only nod, lost in the haze of pleasure.
“I need your verbal consent, or I’m not entering you,” he commanded.
“Yes, yes,” I breathed desperately. “Please.”
