Into the Darkness (Darkness #1)(8)



Sighing, struggling to remember what day it was, I checked my watch, remembered I didn’t have one on, and looked around for my phone. It was across the room, sticking haphazardly out of my purse. On the ground.

I never put my purse on the ground. I always put it on a chair or counter top to keep the bottom clean. I’m anal like that.

Anal…

Another memory wobbled just out of reach, feathering my awareness. There were pieces missing from last night—like everything after dinner!

“Sasha?” Jared roused, lifting onto his forearms and looking around the room. His head turned to me, eyes bleary.

“Good morning. I think,” I said as I completed my zigzag to my handbag.

“What time is it?”

“I don’t know. I was just getting up to check. You need to get a clock.”

“Why are you clothed? Because I’m naked. What happened last night? Did we drink? How’d we get home? Why does my…leg hurt? And my…”

I snatched my phone and touched it. “Nine-oh-five. Huh. Seems later.”

“I wanna f**k.”

I froze, my phone still in front of my face. Jared did not talk like that, all husky and labored. He had never referred to sex as anything other than love-making.

I heard rustling behind me and turned, slowly, incredulous. He sat in the middle of the bed, his erection in his hand. “Come over here baby, I wanna screw you.”

My mouth dropped open. Wide eyed, I walked on wooden legs, a smile not far from my lips wondering if this was a joke.

“No, stop there,” he said, hunger burning in his eyes.

I halted, as instructed, with baited breath, allowing his eyes to rake over my body. My arousal spiked, this new spice kind of exciting. Like role playing. Dirty talk had been on my list of “To Try’s” but Jared always got embarrassed immediately.

He wasn’t embarrassed now.

“Strip. Slowly.”

Feeling a thrill of anticipation, I slowly worked my buttons on my blouse, feeling air raise bumps on my skin as the fabric shimmied down my body. I let my bra fall a moment later, exposing my B-cup boobies.

“Yes, that’s right. Beautiful,” Jared praised.

With a growing smile I slowly worked my skirt down my legs, then my panties.

“That’s right,” Jared murmured in that stranger’s voice, full of need. “Spread your legs. Yeah, that’s it. Now touch yourself. Good. How does that feel?”

“Good,” I answered in a breathy voice.

“Do it faster. I want to hear it.”

I let my head fall back, working my body into a fever pitch.

“Good girl. Now climb up onto the bed.”

I wasted no time, giddy. I lay on my back in front of him. His eyes scanned my body, illuminated with a manic urgency. Suddenly Jared had turned into a sex starved creature.

That damn fluttering kissed my brain again, nudging me to remember something I was forgetting. Then Jared dove between my legs, blacking out thought all together.

He licked up the center of my sex slowly, taking his time. Heat started to worm deep within me, his ministrations at the top of my slit sparking, lighting my body on fire. He worked his fingers inside me, delicately at first, hitting the good spots in just the right way. Soon I was squirming, my face flushed, my body winding up.

“Mmmm, Jared…” I breathed, pushing my pelvis into his eager mouth.

He worked faster, sucking me in, his fingers working, building a fervor my body couldn’t contain. I started to pant, thrusting upwards, tightening up. “Almost…”

An explosion went off, ripping a long moan from my throat. “Yes, Jared!”

He didn’t wait for me to come down. He worked his mouth up my body, lingering on my budded ni**les before climbing higher, and licking up my neck. His tip prodded my wetness. With one hard thrust, he plunged into me, filling my body in a slick glide.

“Oh!” I uttered, arching back, already building again.

He pulled out, almost completely, before he pushed back in. He labored, hard and fast, pushing past his sexual boundaries and working at mine, the sensations exquisite! Almost too soon he exploded me into an orgasm I’d never reached with him before. It was crazy and reckless and exciting and fun. I hollered like a  p**n  star!

After we came down, holding each other in shaking limbs, he flopped onto the bed. I rolled over next to him. “What’s gotten into you? Not that I mind, obviously,” I panted with a smile, trying to regain my breath.

“I don’t know. I feel all powerful. It’s weird. But I have no control over it. I wanna…you know…f*ck you again.”

My body zinged. Where had this guy come from? Jared had never shown an ounce of the dominating gene in all the time we’d been together. He usually just deferred to me. This new spice was strangely exciting!

As if hearing my thoughts, he rolled over on top of me and held me firmly to the mattress. “And I am going to f**k you again. Right now.”

I screamed in elation as he thrust into me.

I closed my eyes as my foot hit the pavement, the chill of the night reaching out to greet me. The sun was just tucking behind the horizon. Shadows reached, long arms spreading wide, covering the earth in a welcoming blanket.

Jared stepped out around me. “Do you want to just walk through the park?” He turned the corner of his apartment building toward his car. “Maybe just get some fresh air?”

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