Releasing his thumb, she stared up at him. “What do you mean?”
“I won’t have any other woman, and any dildos or sex toys in your possession are now mine. You won’t get any c**k but mine. You’ll become my own little blow up doll. When I want to f**k you, you’ll open those legs and let me f**k you.” He cupped one of her br**sts, pinching the nipple. She cried out. Curse took advantage, claiming her lips, slamming his tongue in deep.
He broke the kiss first, leaving her bereft of his touch.
“You came to me. Why do I have to suffer? You wanted this.” She tried to argue with him even as heat spilled between her thighs.
“Only because you kept me at arms’ length. I’m not going to be put off anymore. You force everyone away from you, Mia. Not me. I won’t be pushed aside.”
There was no reason for her to argue, and she kept looking at him.
“Grab my cock.”
She couldn’t move her head without causing herself pain. Reaching out blindly, she found his c**k and started to stroke him. The tip had copious amounts of pr**cum leaking out of the top.
“Fuck.”
He placed his fingers over hers and started to work the length together. Curse moved her head, and he pressed the tip of his c**k to her lips. “Now, suck it.”
Opening her lips, she flicked the tip taking his pr**cum. She moaned and took the tip into her mouth, sucking hard on him.
Curse growled and tugged on her head to take more of him inside her mouth. Mia didn’t fight him, taking more and more of his c**k into her mouth.
“You know how to suck cock, baby.”
She didn’t respond. Closing her eyes, she used her mouth and hands on his shaft. With one hand she worked from the root to where her lips met his cock. The other hand she fondled his balls watching the pleasure take him by surprise. She loved seeing the way she blew his mind with her touch alone.
He had control of her head, and she worked to his pace, taking more and more of his c**k into her mouth. Her moans were muffled by his cock, but Curse’s sounds echoed around the room.
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
Mia continued to work his cock, taking as much pr**cum from him as she could get. When he no longer wanted her mouth on him, he tugged her up to the bed. His hands went from her hair to her hips, lowering her down to the bed.
Curse stood over her, gripping his c**k as he stared at her.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to play a little. Your body is so f**king beautiful.” He followed her down on the bed, lying down one side of her. The intimacy of the act wasn’t lost on her, and all she wanted to do was run away from him. To Mia, intimacy was bad. Men wanted to know every little secret from the past. She couldn’t give them what they wanted, but she couldn’t live life like Ashley. Her friend thrived from all the male attention while she couldn’t stand it.
“Where did you go?” he asked, stroking a hand down her body.
“Nowhere.”
She fisted her hands at her sides and turned to look at the ceiling.
“You’re going to fight me at every turn, aren’t you?”
Glancing at him, she saw the amusement in his face.
“Why are you laughing?” she asked.
“I’m not. The next couple of months are going to be so much fun.”
She glared at him, folding her arms over her br**sts. “We won’t last a couple of months.”
His hand touched her hip. The smallest touch of his hand and the electricity was instant. Her body was alert to every touch of him.
“Why?” He kissed her shoulder.
“You’ll find another woman you want to f**k more.”
Curse chuckled. His arm captured her attention. The ink on his arms was not in any order. He had a picture of a skull and crossbones then interwoven words through some tribal tattoo. There was also a picture of an eagle. None of the ink had any significance that she could see. From the look of each piece of ink, it was as if he discovered something he loved.
“You’ve got a low opinion of yourself.”
“I’m a realist.”
“No, you’ve got your head in the sand, baby. You’re blinded by whatever’s in here.” He touched her temple. “I’m not going anywhere. You’ll realize that soon enough.”
He slid his fingers down from her head to graze her br**sts. She watched those fingers tease her ni**les, sliding over one then going to another. Curse glided down to dip into her belly button.
“Don’t worry, Mia. I’ve got a long time to prove to you I’m not going anywhere.” Curse opened her thighs and made her open her legs so one was laid over his hips. “There, you’re nice and open for me.”
Staring into his eyes, she felt a lump in her throat at the smallest of touch.
Curse slid a finger through her slit, teasing her open to his touch. “You’re wet for me.”
Words failed her. What could she say to him or do? There was nothing. Curse slowly was tearing her apart, and she didn’t know how to cope with what he was doing to her.
Two fingers slid to the knuckle inside her followed by a third.
“Your pu**y is nice and tight. I love how you grip my c**k when I’m inside you.”
His thumb stroked over her clit. Fisting her hands at her sides, she forced herself to look at him. Curse wasn’t watching what he was doing to her body. He kept his gaze on her face all the time.
He brushed his lips across hers, and she whimpered at the contact. There was nowhere else for her to go. Curse was forcing her to break her icy walls.
“Let go, Mia. Give yourself to me and I promise to take care of you.”
She shook her head. No, no one would take care of her or look after her. Mia needed to keep her wits about her.
“Fine. You want to hold yourself back then go ahead.” The bed dipped from his body. He moved between her legs, sliding his na**d c**k against her. “But here you cannot fight me for long.”
Within seconds his c**k was working inside her. She could find no argument for him. His hands went to her hips, and he slid inside her to the hilt. Crying out, she stared up into his eyes, feeling lost.
“It’s okay, baby. You can fight me all you want. I’m not going to back down. You want to be a brick wall then I’ll show you how easy they are to knock the f**k down.” He pulled out of her body only to slam back inside her.
Pleasure took over, and Mia couldn’t find a reason to fight with him. In her heart, the only man she wanted to break down her walls was Curse.