Page 72 of Captive

“I won’t.” There would never be another woman in my life. While I knew the odds of my survival were limited, my love for the beautiful woman would never be extinguished.

She wrapped her fingers around my wrists, staring into my eyes. “Make love to me.”

The words were sweeter than she could imagine. After pressing my lips against her forehead, I rose to my feet, pulling her with me. There were no additional words that needed to be said. She didn’t resist as I moved into the house, walking up the stairs to the bedroom we’d shared but hadn’t been intimate in since our arrival. She’d been terrified of hurting me, watching over me at night as if my injuries were life threatening. I couldn’t share with her the horrors I’d experienced over the years. She didn’t deserve to fully embrace the life I’d led or the one I was prepared to face again.

All I wanted to do was share a wondrous night, exploring every inch of her body. I wanted to drink her in, to have her scent stain my skin for weeks to come. And I craved hearing her cries of passion the moment I thrust my cock deep inside of her. The feel of her hand in mine further fueled the fire that had been raging for days. While I knew the last thing that she needed was another crush of her emotions, neither one of us could resist the need we shared.

I moved into the bedroom, turning until I could guide her in with both hands. The look on her face was one that would haunt me for the rest of my life.

The limited light in the room managed to highlight her beautiful features as she stood in front of me. Everything about her aroused the savage inside from the way her blonde hairshimmered to the slight goosebumps popping across her skin. I took my time simply studying her, enjoying the moment.

Chloe remained silent, her chest rising and falling as she tipped her head. A slight smile crossed her face before she tugged on my shirt, dragging it from the tight confines of my jeans. She kept her eyes locked on me as she slowly pulled the material up and over my shoulders, yanking it away. Unwanted.

Unneeded.

Every muscle in my body was tense as I rolled the fabric of her dress over her shoulders, gently tugging until gravity allowed her dress to fall to the floor. She wore no bra, the lace thong in vibrant purple drawing my attention. My mouth watered at the thought of licking her sweet pussy.

Her smile turning mischievous, she took a purposeful step away, running her fingers through her hair then sliding them down her chest. The moment she cupped her breasts, I almost lost control of my beast. When she pinched her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, I issued a keening growl before yanking off my boots.

Chloe watched me intently, dragging her tongue back and forth across her lips, keeping her distance as if worried the predator in me would strike.

I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I unfastened my jeans, inhaling the sweet scent of her. Everything about the woman was enticing, further fueling the dark hunger and need. I couldn’t wait to ravage every inch of her.

“Hurry,” she whispered as her gaze slid down the length of me. She shifted her hips back and forth, the move far too seductive for a man like me.

After removing my jeans, I teased her in the same way she’d done to me, rolling my fingers down my chest to my throbbing cock. My eyes were already hazy, but just watching the way she undulated her hips was enough to toss me over the edge of sanity. The moment I advanced, she retreated, the same sly smile on her face.

I tilted my head, beckoning with a single finger. “You need to remember that you belong to me. Every. Single. Inch.”

She issued another heated purr before sliding her fingers under the thin elastic of her panties. The anticipation was driving me insane and there was no doubt she knew what she was doing to me. When she continued teasing me, swishing her hips back and forth and only lowering the gorgeous lace by a few inches, I couldn’t take it any longer.

Taking two long strides, I fisted her hair, yanking her forward. “No teasing, little pet.”

Her laugh floated in the space around us as she pressed her palms against my chest. “What if I want to tease you?”

“I don’t think you really want to know the answer.” I didn’t hesitate, simply sliding a single finger underneath the thin elastic. With a snap of my wrist, her panties were ripped away, freeing her luscious body for my viewing pleasure.

Shuddering, she closed her eyes as I tugged on her hair, forcing her body into a deep arc. I couldn’t resist blowing across her neck before pressing my lips against her skin. Her fingers dug into my arms as I gave her a series of licks and nips. Her soft mews flowed into my mind, amplifying my thirst to thrust my tongue inside her pretty pink pussy. A part of me wanted to keepmy actions gentle, a final reminder that she’d managed to yank away my armor, but it was becoming impossible.

Her lips quivered as she clung to me, her long hair floating behind her in a delicious halo. I brushed my lips across hers then captured her mouth, tenderly opening her lips. Every shiver of her body created another wave of desire, the heat between us exploding.

I’d never felt so alive, every muscle tensing as I held her. While I wasn’t a patient man, I insisted on taking my time.

For this was the last time.

The final moment I’d hold her this close.

The ultimate reminder that my heart had been stolen.

And the goodbye that neither of us wanted.

Chloe shifted her hips back and forth, the friction created pushing stars in front of my eyes. I had difficulty concentrating on the kiss.

She pushed hard against me, taking several deep breaths as she opened her eyes. “What are you thinking?”

Her question was followed by a squeeze of her hand around my cock.

The answer was easy, at least the one in my mind. If I were a better man, I’d tell her the truth. Instead, I hid behind the man I’d always been.