Be My Bad Boy (4 page)

“Someone who’s in
love with you,” he whispered. “Say you trust me. Say you’ll make love with me.”

In
love with me?
Her addled brain refused to help
her recognize the voice of her very skilled seducer. She’d been so busy, and
all the volunteers blurred together in her mind. Lots of them had been men. She
couldn’t recall a single one who had been half as sexy. Had he spent every
moment since February in the gym? Who had told her where he was born? What his
middle name was? She’d made lots of idle conversation, but she didn’t recall
details like those being relayed.

One of his hands slid
down to her vagina, bringing her thoughts back to him. He cupped her through
her dress. “You have precious little time left.” His voice was even lower and
huskier now as he rubbed her so intimately. He placed his lips beneath her ear
and let his teeth graze the soft skin while his other hand slid down her thigh.
“A few more moments, and I won’t let you say no.”

She didn’t want to
say no. Nothing could make her say no to this man’s touch. The light and
playful menace in his words made her wetter. She had hardly thought
that possible moments
earlier. She sensed that, somehow, he
knew exactly what would arouse her. She tilted her head to look in his eyes. “I
trust you. I want to make love with you.” She closed her eyes when he pressed
firmly on her clit. “You said you would make me tremble.”

He smiled and brushed
a kiss over her lips. “I already have.” His fingers gathered her skirt and inched
it up. His nearness and warm breath on her skin made her long for a deeper kiss
from those sensual lips. He touched her thigh and moved up. The light brush of
his hand on her heated skin felt like heaven. She’d longed to be caressed and
seduced this way for years. He slid two fingers into her panties. Only his eyes
reacted, but they said he was very pleased. “Just as I’ve already made you
wet.”

He lowered both of
them to the floor and hovered above her. Lifting her skirt completely above her
waist he nudged her legs apart. He teased her mouth with light kisses as his
hand worked into her panties. His fingers circled her clit. Every time she tried
to deepen the kiss, he pulled away, but his fingers stroked her with an
insistent and maddening rhythm. His wet fingers slid over her clit with
measured skill. He varied his speed, going slowly and then quickening before
slowing again. The need to come was urgent now. She felt it coiling inside her,
and she arched to urge him to give her release. He moved his head lower and
kissed the swells of her breasts. She whimpered and gripped her skirt with her
hands as she braced for the orgasm. He stopped and slid one finger into her.
She needed more than that. He pulled out of her, leaving her aching with desire,
and began to slide her panties down.

She missed his touch
right away. If she hadn’t been so limp from wanting him, she would have grabbed
him and pulled him down onto her. She’d been so close to coming. Her breath
came in gasps as his lips touched her thigh. His tongue traced slow circles.
She’d never trembled like this with any other man, but she’d also never needed
any man like this before.

She cried out loudly
when he licked her clit. His rough tongue made her clench. If his lips had only
closed on her clit she would have fallen apart that very moment. She propped
herself on her elbows so she could see him work his magic on her trembling
body. He watched her as his mouth hovered over her pussy. He obviously meant to
drive her insane with lust. She propped herself up on her elbows to look into
his eyes again. They blazed with a desire that matched her own. His control
amazed her.

“Who are you? I can
hardly believe you’re human.”

“Guess.” He held her
gaze and lowered his mouth to her dripping pussy.

She gasped as she
watched him. She loved the way he touched her and how commanding he was. She
couldn’t fight him even if she had wanted to. She needed a passionate man in
her life, and the one licking her senseless would do nicely. He knew her,
really knew her in a way no one else did. How else could he pinpoint her
fantasies like this? Who was he? She stared into his eyes. Seconds away from
coming, she reached for the mask, but he quickly caught her hand. His strength
surprised her.

He leaned up and
tightened his grip. His mouth was inches from hers. “Do I have to tie you up?”

She shook beneath him
and cried out loudly as she came. She’d been close, and the very suggestion of
being tied up by him had sent her over the edge. Her hand went limp in his, and
she buried her face against his neck as the pleasure coursed over her. He
smelled so sexy, and she took a deep breath before leaning back to look up into
his face again. His eyes widened as he realized what had just happened. He gave
a lust-filled groan before he pushed her back onto the floor and kissed her
until she was breathless. She’d been longing to feel his mouth take full
possession of hers since the moment he’d touched his lips to her wrist in the
hall. That brief taste in the hallway hadn’t been enough. It had only increased
her longing. The pleasure surged inside of her. She needed him to touch her
pussy again, but he didn’t. How could he be so patient when every inch of her
was aflame with the most carnal need? The desire to feel his hands and mouth on
her caused a sweet yet maddening frustration. She wanted to lie naked beneath
him. She needed to feel that thick cock surging into her and claiming her.

She ground her body
against his, hoping he would touch her. Knowing she’d come again if he slid his
cock into her. She imagined he could keep her coming all night long. He
certainly seemed like the kind of man who could give her an entire night of
loving.

When their lips
finally parted, she was so dizzy she could hardly think straight. What did he
want her to do? She’d plead if she had to. She had to have him inside of her
soon. As satisfying as her climax had been, she wanted more. She wanted all of
him.

“You’re everything
I’ve ever wanted,” she whispered with a sigh. “Tell me who you are, and you can
do anything you want with me. I won’t turn away, no matter who you are.” She
meant every word. A man who could make her feel this complete was a man she
never intended to let go of.

He held her gaze for
a few moments. Was he debating? Why would he hesitate? His eyes darkened as he
admired her body. Finally, he shook his head. “I think I can do that anyway.
You said you trust me. Please do so a little longer.” He stood and pulled her
to her feet. She felt dizzy and went limp in his arms. He had to support her as
they moved to the bed. She kicked her heels off when they reached the bed, but
she still had to steady herself on one of the bedposts. He chuckled.

“I’m so glad I’m
amusing you this much. You’ve done nothing but smile at me and laugh all
night.”

He twisted his
fingers into her hair and pulled her head back firmly. “I’ve done more than
that, haven’t I?”

He bit the back of
her neck. She gasped. It hadn’t hurt, and he hadn’t applied much pressure at
all. Something about that brief gesture had felt so erotically possessive. She
had to grip the bedpost with both hands now.

“Haven’t I?” he
urged.

“Yes. You have.”

He pulled the pins
from her hair and let it down. “I keep smiling and laughing because I’m happy.
I’m finally getting what I want.” He ran his fingers through her hair before
burying his face against her neck and breathing in her scent.

She had to keep
reminding herself to breathe. She added softly, “I’ve never come like that
before.”

“No other man has
made you come with only a few words?”

He had done that,
hadn’t he? “I would never have imagined it possible.”

“You’re a very
complex woman. I don’t think any other man could ever make you come like that,
no matter how he tried.” He brought his lips to hers for a very sweet, slow
kiss, before sliding his hands around her waist and turning her in his arms.
She slid hers around his neck, unwilling to let go when the kiss ended.

“I think you’re
right.” She wasn’t sure how she was still able to speak. She brought one hand
to his cheek. He immediately covered it with one of his hands, so she gave up
the fleeting thought of attempting to remove his mask again. Part of her wanted
to know who he was and part of her wanted him to make good on his threat and
tie her up. “What else do you have in store for me?”

“That would be
telling.” He moved behind her. “And surprising you is one of my goals.”

“You’ve succeeded so
far.”

He kissed her
shoulder. “You just wait.” He unzipped her dress and pulled it off quickly. He
kissed her shoulders again as he took her bra off. He massaged her breasts, and
she could feel his cock pressing against her ass again. He pinched her nipples
and made her moan. Kissing her hair he continued to play with the sensitive
buds. She squirmed against him, and he turned her body and sat her on the bed. He
put his hands behind his head, and she held her breath in anticipation. Instead
of removing the mask and black scarf, he only checked to make sure they remained
secure.

He pulled his shirt
off to reveal a smooth, muscular chest. His gaze explored her body just as hers
explored his while he undressed. He was broad shouldered and overwhelmingly masculine.
She wanted to run her hands over his chest and feel every inch of the hard
muscles her eyes were feasting upon. His pants buttoned at the fly, and she believed
he deliberately undid each button as slowly as possible. He showed exceptional
balance as he kicked off his boots and then shed the pants. His cock did not
disappoint her, and his muscular physique made her long to be pressed against
him. She pressed her hands against the mattress so he wouldn’t see them
shaking. Her first instinct was to go down on her knees in front of him. She
wanted to take his cock into her mouth and rub her hands over his ass, which
had been driving her crazy since her first glimpse of it. The rest of his body
distracted her, and she didn’t know what to do first.

Her mind whirled.
Could he be from the athletics department? His body said yes, but she knew all
of them. Some were as well built, but none of them were as tall. Most of them
were much older as well.
Arts and humanities?
Most of
them were thin, short or pale, whereas this guy was tall, tan and perfectly
formed. Could he work for the theater? He’d certainly know about these rooms if
he worked in this building.

He caught her chin in
his hand. “You aren’t paying attention, my dear.” His commanding voice made her
shiver. Most men didn’t understand the sensual nature of dominance and
submission. They were either too aggressive or not aggressive enough. They thought
it was all about whips and ropes and leather. This man knew the dynamic was so
much deeper than the trappings and the words. He knew a man could dominate with
the softest whisper. He pushed her back on the bed and held her hands over her
head. “I’ll have to do something to get your attention, won’t I?”

He captured her mouth
in another long kiss. She’d never been kissed like this before. She felt free
and captive at the same time. She couldn’t pull away if she tried. One moment
his embrace was rough and very eager. The next instant he pulled away a little to
explore her mouth sensually with his tongue. So many sensations flowed through
her. She couldn’t wait to have his mouth on her pussy again. She knew why he
said he wanted to make love to her. She’d been fucked so many times, but she’d
never been taken this completely. The complexity of his assault, the rush of
physical sensations and emotions combined, both enraptured and surprised her.

He held both wrists
in one hand as he inched his mouth lower. He planted a gentle kiss between her
breasts before his mouth explored every inch of them. His tongue and teeth
teased her nipples in turns. His mouth didn’t miss a spot. His lips felt hot
against the soft mounds, and his kisses grew hungrier. He moved back up to her
neck and shifted between her legs. He inched them apart with his. Soon his cock
rubbed against her.

“You have my
attention now,” she whispered as she arched up to bring more of his cock into
contact with her pussy.

“Good.” He released
her and rolled off to the side. “I’ve wanted it for so long.” He stroked her
hair and face.

She felt cold without
his body on top of her. How could he stop after working her into such a state
of need? She liked his gentle touch, but somehow it confused her. “You keep
giving me clues. Don’t you want to tell me who you are? I feel it’s on the tip
of your tongue.” She slowly reached up and caressed his cheek, leaning in as
she
were
going to brush a kiss over his lips. He
closed his eyes and sighed. She slid her finger under the mask, but within
seconds he’d pulled her hand away and flipped her on the bed. He had her pinned
on her stomach, her hands held firmly in the small of her back. His hard penis
rested on her ass, the tip poised between her legs. If they both moved just
right, he’d be inside of her.

Being pinned beneath
him only fanned the flames deep in her core. “Please take me.”

“I will.” He rubbed
her back. His cock slid back and forth against her pussy. She tried to move so
he would slide into her, but he held her in place very well with just one hand.