But God, had she ever been the focus of so much lust before? Under his stare, she’d felt helpless, caught in a maelstrom of desire and need and sensation. Thoughts of refusal hadn’t existed. As embarrassed as she felt to admit it to herself, if he hadn’t produced a condom, she wouldn’t have had the presence of mind to demand he wear one.
Stupid, Syd. Real stupid. Though she took birth control to regulate her cycle—and yes, because she did like sex—she always mandated her partners use protection. In this day and age, you could never be too sure.
But Derrick… She wanted to feel him inside her, and that made no sense. So she ignored her irrational mind and focused on managing the here and now. Time to set rules. Better late than never.
She stood by her bed, conscious he had yet to take his gaze from her. She couldn’t help preening under his regard. Her weekly workouts were a bitch, but when they produced this kind of attention from a man, she recognized their value.
“Hold on, Derrick.”
“I knew it. It was too good to hope you’d just bend over and take me without a word.”
He held himself for her, huge and thick. Good God, but the man was hung. She wanted to blow him, badly. Normally she didn’t like that aspect of sex. She found it more intimate than kissing. But she wanted to know him that way, to see if she could get him as crazed as he’d made her earlier.
“I’ll bend over when I want to bend over,” she said, reminding him who was in charge as she ignored his sly smile. Challenge met and accepted. “I’m thirty years old. I date a lot, but I’m not a slut. And my partners wear a condom. Always.”
He nodded. “Fine. I’m thirty-six. I date a lot. And I always wear a condom with my partners. You never know.”
“Right.”
They stared at each other. His hard-on looked just as big as ever.
“I, ah, I’m on birth control too.”
“I just had my yearly physical last month. I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone in months. Well, except for you.”
She blinked. “Months?”
“Yeah.” He didn’t look happy about the fact.
She was ecstatic about it and trying not to be. “I haven’t been with anyone for longer than that. I’m clean, totally.” Which he should have asked before he went down on her. Oh man, she wanted him to do that again.
“And tasty,” he added in a low voice, his gaze centered now between her legs. “Do you have any idea how sexy that thin strip of hair is? Or how incredible your tits are? So full and high, those nipples big and red. I want to suck them. I want to bite them.” He paused and looked into her eyes again, his bright with lust. “I want to fuck them.”
She felt slick between her legs. “I want to go down on you and suck you ’til you come.” How about that, Derrick Warren?
“Shit. I don’t know if I’m going to have the energy for everything I want to do with you today. It’s gonna take a few days. Maybe a few weeks, months, before I get this craving for you out of my system.” He grinned.
Odd that he didn’t seem too upset over his fascination. “Yeah, well, me too. I thought if we could just do it, that would be it. But you’re like a disease. I think you’ve infected me.”
“A disease?” He glared and took a few steps forward, until his cock brushed her belly. He cupped her breast and pinched her nipple. “That’s not nice, Sydney. You know, there’s something else I want to do to you. Something I hold in reserve for naughty girls.”
Trust Derrick to be into dirty talk. Damn him, but he was getting her all hot and bothered again. It took a lot of discipline not to squirm while he fondled her. “Oh?”
“Yeah. Mouthy little girls get ass-fucked, Syd. How about that?”
She’d done it once before, just to see what it felt like. She hadn’t liked it. “How about I ass-fuck you instead?”
He shook his head. “Uh-uh. Ever had a cock up your ass, baby? Ever taken a dick between those sweet cheeks?” He let go of her breast and pulled her closer to him, palming her ass.
His fingers slid between her cheeks and toyed with her hole. To her astonishment, it felt good.
“Oh.”
“I like that oh better.” He grinned and leaned down to whisper, “Want me to lick you there? To shove my tongue in your hole and lap you up?”
She shivered, the image and his breath in her ear making it hard to stand. “I-I don’t know.”
“I’ll know. Before we’re through, Sydney, I’ll know everything about you.”
“Is that a threat?” She reached down to cup his sac, pleased when he gasped, then groaned.
“A promise, you little witch.”
“Well, tit for tat, big man. Before we’re through, I’ll have you wrapped around my little finger.”
“I’d rather you wrapped those lips around my cock,” he muttered. When she rubbed his balls, he added in a low rasp, “If you don’t blow me, I might kill myself.”
She chuckled, pleased to have the upper hand again. With a man like Derrick Warren, it would pay to keep her wits. They had serious chemistry. He had looks, and when he turned on the charm, she’d been way too easily manipulated. It still bothered her how vulnerable she’d been last night.
“What’s going on in there?” He tapped the top of her head. “You’re looking at me like you’re either going to fuck me or kill me, but I can’t figure out which.” He shocked her by picking her up as if she weighed nothing, then he threw her on the bed.
She’d just caught herself when he landed on top of her and forced her hands over her head. He held both wrists with one large hand, and his dominance really turned her on. Derrick wasn’t playing at being in charge. He was in charge. Finally, a man who could handle her. Just in bed, she reminded herself. And it was too soon to tell if he was a one-hit wonder. She hadn’t had sex in a while, so of course her first orgasm with another person would be explosive.
Derrick nudged her thighs wide and angled his cock toward the entrance of her pussy. “I’m going to fuck you, Syd. With nothing between us. I want to come hard inside you. What do you think about that?” And saying it, he pushed the head of his cock inside her then stopped, waiting.
For her permission, because she was in charge, she reasoned even as her body said otherwise. She wanted nothing more than for Derrick to fuck her until she screamed in pleasure. Well, why not screw without a condom? They were both clean, healthy adults. One thing she did know about him, he would never put her in harm’s way if he wasn’t. And she was on the Pill. She wouldn’t get pregnant.
“Syd, make up your mind before I make it up for you.” Sweat dotted his forehead.
She wiggled under him, and he slid deeper inside her. “You going to talk me to death or fuck me already?”
The word fuck set him off. He shoved hard inside her but didn’t stop there. He pounded into her a few times, rough the way she liked it, and she couldn’t help her keening response. Then he pulled out, frustrating the hell out of her.
“Don’t stop.”
His smile should have warned her. “I’ve been waiting for this for so long. We came too soon before. But now we have all the time in the world. Why rush?”
She would have argued, until he kissed her and she became mindless in his arms. For the first time in forever, she lay compliant under a lover, awash in the sensation of being at the center of someone else’s world.
He fixated on her breasts. He sucked and kissed them until she wanted to scream. She felt so empty, so needy.