No, yes, please....

Sometimes surrender requires a little nudge...

"No," I begged even as I caught my breath at the feel of his strong hands gripping me. "Please."

"Let me love you." His voice was nearly as rough as the stubble lining his jaw, and while one scraped over my skin the other played havoc with my resolve.

It was stupid, but I tried to push him away. Doing so only brought a wicked grin to his lips, and again, I caught my breath. Such beauty...

"You know you want me, so enough with the games."

I shook my head, and then nodded, only to shake my head again. "No, yes...not like this."

He rose over me, his weight braced on his hands. "Tell me how then. Whichever way you want it, just tell me and I'll give it to you."

Oh Lord...

I had to close my eyes so as not to lose myself in his but his face remained imprinted behind my lids. Was there no escaping him? I feared not.

The lightest touch upon my thigh snapped my eyes open. "No," I tried again but my legs parted and his hand slid between them. It was too much to hope that he wouldn't notice how wet I was. Hell, I was so ready for him, the air reeked of lust.

"Mmm," he murmured while lowering his face to mine. "So hot and ready, and yet you say no." He kissed the tip of my nose before dragging his sinful mouth toward my cheek. I arched up, wanting his mouth on mine but too stubborn to ask for it. But I didn't need to ask.

Oh so slowly, he slid his mouth back toward mine and captured my lips in a kiss that would have weakened much stronger women than myself. As his tongue thrust inside, I clawed at his broad shoulders, hating the shirt that kept my touch from his skin but needing it to remain, if only to keep me somewhat grounded. If he were to press his naked body against me, I'd be lost for sure.

Just as the kiss brought me close to surrender, he pulled back and feathered kisses over my jaw and down my throat. He licked the racing pulse at the base and then continued lower. All the while, his hand lay over my sex like a teasing reminder of what he would do if only I allowed it. Of their own accord, my hips moved to increase the pressure of his palm.

His mouth found a nipple through the satin of my bra and I cried out in agony. "Oh no..."

"Oh yes, " he countered before snaring the aching tip between his teeth. Bra and all, he sucked hard.

My entire body cried out.

Too soon, he lifted his head and I forced myself to meet his gaze.

"Say it, " he demanded in a low threatening tone. The sound of his voice made me shiver.

I licked my lips. "No."

His eyes hardened and he rubbed his hand roughly over my sex. "Say it," he repeated with a bit more anger than before.

Yes. Yes. Yes.

The word screamed in my mind and slipped to the edge of my tongue, but I held it back. "No."

He snarled something that sounded like "bitch" and then moved his fingers to grip the crotch of my panties. What could I do as he exposed me to the heat of his hand? I pushed at his shoulders but the fire behind my defense was gone. Damnit, I wanted him.

"Will those pretty lips of yours scream yes if I make you come?"

I ground my teeth and closed my eyes. No woman should have to look at such temptation. Too bad I could do nothing about hearing it.

"Hmm?" He rolled partially off me but his weight still pinned me to the floor and his hand continued to have free access between my thighs. I was trapped, in more ways than one. "Or will you simply scream my name?" He slid a finger through my folds, teasing the opening, and I tried hard not to move against him.

I failed.

His breath was hot against my neck as he rested his mouth at my collarbone. "I wonder how long you'll pretend you don't want me." The teasing finger pushed inside me. My muscles gripped it tight, and he chuckled. "Not long, it seems. Let me hear you say it now."

I shook my head because in order to speak I'd have to release the death bite I had on my tongue, and speaking might prove dangerous considering I wanted to scream at him to shove his finger deeper.

"Even with your eyes closed you are incredibly easy to read."

That opened my eyes, and our gazes clashed. "I do not want you." Oh God, never before had I spoken such a blatant lie.

"Okay." Cold air rushed over my skin as he rolled away from me.

"No!" The word was out before I could stop it.

Satisfaction twinkled in his changeable eyes as he brought his body close to mine again. Another finger joined the first. I glared at him but he merely grinned and moved his fingers to stretch my passage. My muscles sucked at him, making it harder and harder for him to move inside me.

"Just think how good this would feel if it was my dick."

I moistened my lips and swallowed a groan. Holding his gaze, I took a chance and spoke. "Do you want me to hate myself?" Which was exactly what I would do if I allowed him to continue.

I knew he'd never be mine beyond this moment so why take a taste? No matter how small, there was no way I'd ever forget it, and I just knew I couldn't live with that memory without craving more until it drove me insane.

I had to be strong--

He shattered my thoughts and what remained of my resistance with another finger. "No matter what you say, we both know it's a lie. You'll hate yourself even more if I actually listen to you and leave without giving you what you want."

I shook my head, but he was right.

"Close your eyes if you want. Hell, I don't even care if it's my name you yell, but so help me God, I'm going to make you come so hard it takes days for you to recover."

The first contraction of pleasure took us both by surprise. I gasped while he chuckled against my cheek. Without a word, he withdrew his fingers and then rammed them back inside.

I bucked up to meet the next thrust, forcing his palm hard against my clitoris. My traitorous body trembled and tightened, begging me to allow it to release the building climax.

A hot mouth closed over my ear. "Come, dammit."

Hating myself just a little, I did...

L Rosario 3-20-07