His brow rose at the threat and he smirked as he took another step in her direction. Noticing too late the nice blade she pulled from the block on the counter behind her. Her own brow now rose, and a smirk played across that lush mouth he wanted to lose himself in.
"You're going to what, stab me? Cut off my dick, come on mate exactly what are you going to do to me?" he goaded, taking another step until around 12-feet separated them. Then he pounced and was on her in a heartbeat, the knife back on the side and her hands held behind her back with his own. He rather liked this new position, with her bent backwards slightly it pushed her groin into his. He especially enjoyed how her lush curves cradled his harder frame and purred against her neck. She tried to twist away hissing at him but he ignored her as he waited for her to realise the vulnerability of her position. He had all night and he would get his way, he'd win her around, after all he had nearly 200-years' experience on her.
"You can do that for as long as you like, it's rather pleasurable," he whispered into her ear before giving the lobe a punishing nip. She yelped and again tried to twist from his grip, but he sucked the soft skin into his mouth, running his tongue over it to take away the sting. "You really don't want to try to get violent with me mate, you don't want to see me upset. You really wouldn't like it," he heard her snort and pulled back with a frown. She was no longer fighting, her eyes were now shining with mirth and her mouth twitched.
"Seriously, you just used that line. What are you the hulk, are you going to grow bigger and turn green?" he tugged her towards him.
"Oh I'm definitely growing bigger. I've not noticed it turning green though," he informed her as he rubbed his erection against her. Her mouth snapped closed and her cheeks heated with colour, he rather liked the flush to her skin.
"I'll ask one more time what I asked you the other night, and believe me when I say this. A truthful answer is very important for your own comfort. Are you a virgin?" her cheeks seemed to glow now with embarrassment and she snorted.
"I'm telling you exactly what I told you the other night. It's got fuck all to do with you because you won't be touching…" The last word had hardly left her mouth when his lips took hers in a punishing kiss for defying him. As soon as she tried to suck in a breath his tongue slipped inside, stroking over her own. Gripping both her hands in one of his left him with a hand free to begin roaming over her body. A double assault as his mouth reluctantly left hers to do some wandering of its own.
He kissed down her throat and then between those breasts that were presently rising and falling in her agitation. Her nipples once again beading and pushing against their confines. He nuzzled against them before sucking one straight through her t-shirt and bra, biting the turgid flesh with the tips of his teeth. She hissed and tried to pull away but he held her fast, bending her further and used his spare hand to push up her t-shirt and pull the cup of her bra below. He then latched back onto that unfettered nipple and suckled strongly. He alternated his sucks with laves of his tongue around her areola before sucking that tempting nipple back into the warm cavern of his mouth.
What the hell was wrong with her? She'd pulled a knife on him. She'd never threatened anyone in her life, and he arrives and she's suddenly pulling a weapon on him and threatening him with violence like a gang member. She didn't have a clue how to defend herself, so why was she antagonising the mad man that had been talking inside her head for nearly 5-years? Come to think of it, who was the mad one here? She was the one who'd heard him, and how the hell was that possible?
Jaden listened to block out the conversation going on inside her confused mind, but it was drilling inside his head. He
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