A Beautiful Prison by Jenika Snow Page B

way it felt for him to move his mouth along her neck, or stroke her skin with his tongue. He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, “It is just you and me here tonight, Princess, but if you want to be loud I certainly won’t stop you.” He leaned back until he was looking at her. “In all actuality, I want you to make a lot of noise.” And then he had his mouth on hers and his tongue speared between her lips. When he pressed his tongue against hers he groaned and tightened his hold on her neck. He tasted sweet from the wine, and the in-and-out action he was doing reminded her of something far dirtier. “You will obey everything I say,” he murmured against her mouth. “You will never deny me, never talk back.” He spoke between nips and licks. “If you’re a good girl I will never punish you out of anger.” He moved his thumb along her pulse right below her ear. “And if you’re a good girl I will give you whatever your heart desires, pain included.” A gasp left her when he sucked in her bottom lip and moved his teeth along the flesh.
    Ruby flattened her hands on his chest and pushed. She didn’t want this, despite the wetness between her legs coating her inner thighs and the fact that her heart was racing and it didn’t have anything to do with the chase. But he was strong, God he was so strong. He growled and reached out far too quickly for her to comprehend, wrapped his hand around both of her wrists, and yanked her off the counter. But seconds later he had her turned around. Hand on the center of her back, he pushed her forward until her belly was flat against the cold, hard and unforgiving granite. Everything was happening so fast.
    “Please, please don’t do this.” Begging probably only made him more excited, and that was affirmed when he ground his erection, which felt huge, against her ass.
    He didn’t answer, just placed his hands on either side of her outer thighs and slowly moved them up. He gripped the bottom of her dress with his hands and the warm, humid feeling of his breath through the material, along with the feeling of his forehead resting against her lower back had an array of emotions moving through her. When the chilled air moved along her exposed bottom, her tears started falling harder and her breath came in harsh pants, moistening the dark counter beneath her head. But all he did was groan against her, as if he liked the fact she was terrified of him.
    “I can smell you, Ruby.” His words were low and deep, and she squeezed her eyes shut. “Your arousal coating my fingers makes my dick throb to be buried inside of you. You are so wet, Princess, so fucking wet for me .” She struggled again, but he added pressure to her lower back with his hand, and growled low in his throat like he was some kind of feral animal. “You’d do well to stay still. I am trying very hard to not take you against the counter like some kind of fucking savage. I know this is your first time, but I will fuck you right here if you keep struggling and tempting me.” That had her stilling and everything inside of her grew frigid. “You’re a virgin and I don’t want to cause any unjust pain, at least not the kind that you couldn’t come from.” She held her breath and looked around frantically. The evilness of his words and of this situation had her on the verge of passing out. “Good girl.”
    He moved his lips over the top of her ass and took hold of each of her cheeks in his big hands. When he spread them and the cool air moved along the crease of her bottom she sobbed harder. But he groaned, and she didn’t have to look over her shoulder at him to know he was staring at the area he had exposed.
    “You’re so fucking wet for me.” He speared a finger through her slit and she struggled, but he brought his hand down on her ass cheek so hard that she screamed out from the pain. “You fight me, but your body craves this as much as I do.” He rubbed her between her legs again. “See, you