House of Ash and Glass by SR Jones & Silla Webb & Skye Jones

Author:SR Jones & Silla Webb & Skye Jones [Jones, SR & Webb, Silla & Jones, Skye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Masque of the Red Pen
Published: 2023-06-28T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Cindy

Nico slides into me, and I gasp. Each time he claims me it’s like the first time, but also like coming home. It isn’t merely the physical pleasure it brings me, but the sense of being one with him too. He has my wrists gripped in one big hand, holding them above my head on the pillow.

I’m naked under him, and he’s still wearing a white button-down and tie, his black pinstripe slacks loose around his ankles. It feels sinful, immoral, and yet oh-so-good.

He came into the room to find me still sleeping at past noon, and he threw the covers off and ordered me to get up. Then his gaze took in my nudity, and things took a different turn.

God, he’s barely touched me, barely warmed me up, and yet I’m horribly close to coming. The man can play me like a fiddle. It’s like I’m the Stradivarius to his Paganini. Or maybe I’ve got this all the wrong way around… Didn’t they say that Paganini sold his soul to the Devil in exchange for his great talent? I’ve certainly made a deal with the Devil in my bed right now.

“Once your pussy is used to me, I’m going to train your ass to take me.” He bites my ear.

I stiffen, my arousal waning a bit.

“Not sure about that,” I say.

He laughs darkly. “I am.” He bites my jaw gently. “I want to be in every part of you. I want to mark you all over. I want to come on every bit of your skin. I want you covered in me, under me, smelling of me. Mine. Absolutely, utterly, completely mine.”

His words are deranged.

I ought to push him off me and run away.

Instead, I come. I come so hard I scream out his name as he finds his release with a shout.

We lie tangled in one another for a moment. My sweat-sheened skin is staining his dress shirt, and I move away. “Sorry. Don’t want to mess up your suit.” I smile at him.

He pulls me close again. “Mess it up all you want. This way, I’ll smell you on me all day. Just the way I want it.”

I laugh. “So you could say I’ve marked you in my own way too.”

“You can mark me any way you want. I’d love to get something inked on me that you choose.”

Sometimes, at moments like this, he’s so intense it scares me. But then he reminds me this is simply an arrangement. A house for me. Sex for him. Money for Yvette. Does he still think that? Or is this becoming more?

“Sometimes you almost sound obsessed with me,” I say lightly.

“I fucking am obsessed. That’s why I need you to be mine in every way.”

“Why?” I pull back so I can see his face.

“So I can get it out of my system.”

A small but dark part of me hopes he never gets me out of his system. I don’t want to be discarded. I don’t want to be owned by him either, so where does that leave me? In purgatory.

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