Run To You by Stein Charlotte

Author:Stein, Charlotte [Stein, Charlotte]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2013-07-24T12:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

He doesn’t quite savage me. But it isn’t far off, either. The second I’ve said those subversive words, he makes me turn around. And when I say he makes me, I mean he makes me. There’s no persuasion, no precise and deliberate commands. He just gets hold of my waist and manhandles me – like he did on the bed for that brief moment of absolute ecstasy.

Only this time it’s much more obvious.

And much more forceful.

I suppose that’s what happens when you jack someone up to force factor ten before things have even begun. Previously I’d only experienced his sudden storming desire from the mid-point onwards. Now it’s right here from the beginning, and oh, Lord, it’s overwhelming. It’s like being mauled by a mad tiger.

His hands feel enormous. They seem to span most of my sides, from my hips all the way up to my ribcage. And he’s gripping me really, really hard. I’ll probably have bruises tomorrow, but oddly I find I don’t care. Instead, my insides sizzle whenever I think about it. I’ll be able to look in the mirror and see where he held me, I think, and then I just have to sag against the back of my seat.

He doesn’t let me hold the pose for long, however. He just hauls me back up, until I’m on my knees. And once I’m in a position he likes – facing the rear window, arms on the back of the seat, legs slightly spread – he does something even better than the rest of this madness.

He shoves my skirt up.

There’s no careful, inch-by-inch removal here. He simply yanks at anything that gets in his way, and that includes my skirt, and my shirt, and my panties. The first ends up around my waist, as I mentioned. But the second, ohhhh, the second one. I could swim around in the way he goes about that.

He gets a grip on one side and pulls – and most of the buttons pop. Then he simply slides his hand inside, roaming over my breasts in this really greedy way. By the time he’s done, the cups of my bra are no longing covering me, and I’m shivering all over.

And that’s before he goes for the third item on my list:

My panties.

I think I expect him to really rip that item of clothing. He’s getting progressively worse as this goes on, so it doesn’t seem like a far-out assumption – and in fact I’m bracing myself for it. I’m imagining the pain of the elastic as it briefly digs in. I’m wondering if that will leave a bruise too.

And that’s when he eases the material aside, and slides his fingers all the way through my soaked folds. Just like that, so smooth and sudden I can hardly accept it. Is he really touching me there, or did I want it so bad I invented his hand on me?

I’m going to go with the latter, because oh, it feels so amazing it can’t be real.

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