Page 5 of Break Me Not
She slipped inside, shutting the door behind her. As she came closer, I couldn't help but let my eyes wander to her frame. It became obvious how much taller than me she was. Probably a good foot.
She stopped right before me, and I had to tilt my face up to look at her.
I realized then that her eyes were blue—a deep sea blue that matched the color of my dress.
The second thing I realized was how good she smelled. Fresh with a little bit of saltiness, likely from sweat. Is she nervous?
The third thing was just how open her shirt was and how tempted I was to slit my fingers in and rip it fully open.
“Safe word?” I asked.
“Peonies.”
The sultry tremor to her voice had my heart racing in my chest.
“Can I touch you?” I asked, my eyes already going to the muscular pane of her stomach.
She let out a shuddered breath.
“Please.”
The desire in her voice had my cunt pulsing to life. I slipped my hand inside the shirt just like I’d been longing to do. Her stomach jumped at my touch, and I made sure to hold her gaze as I pulled the shirt out from where it was tucked into her pants.
She’s so unfairly handsome.
She moved then, shrugging off the shirt until it fell to the ground, and my eyes fell to her now mostly naked body.
“Did I say you could do that?”
“No.” Her jaw tightened. “Excuse me for getting a bit too excited.”
Excited.
“Do you want me to use you?”
She nodded jerkily.
“On your knees.”
The thump as they hit the carpet was almost immediate. Her eagerness had my entire body roaring to life. She was looking at me with a devotion I’d never seen before.
I lifted my heeled foot to place it on her shoulder, the slit of my dress falling apart to give her a look at my completely bare leg.
She stayed still, though I saw the way her hands twitched.
“You can speak.”
“Permission to touch?”
The urge to tell her no shot through me, but I decided to give a little.
“Don’t get carried away.”
She let out a long sigh as her hands came to grab my leg, even going as far as to push her face against it. She melted into me like this was the greatest gift she’d ever received.
“I don’t want to be used by you.”
Panic ran through me. I went to pull my leg back, but then her warm lips met my skin, and her hand started massaging my calf.
