Steel 5: Blackthorne MC#5 (3 page)

Nick still looked furious, but he sat back down. “We are working, Ella,” he said in a cold tone, and turned away, making it clear he was refusing to engage any further.

I was so mad.

I stood up. “Fine. I’m going to bed.”
 

I marched off, hoping that Nick would follow me. I tried to suppress the longing I felt. I was shocked to realize I wanted him to follow through on his promise. The idea of feeling his hand smacking my ass was a crazy turn on.

But it wasn’t Nick who caught up with me before I reached the room, it was Jackson.

“Nick’s just angry with himself. He was worried,” Jackson said.

I rolled my eyes. “I know.”

“You really were jealous of that stripper, weren’t you?” he teased.

I scowled at him.
Why was this any of his business?

Jackson grinned at me. “I hadn’t realized you were quite so feisty, Ella.”
 

When I unlocked the bedroom door, he winked at me and then walked away.
 

It wasn’t until I was safely inside the room that I realized that Jackson and Nick had probably had an agreement between them to make sure that I got back to the room safely.
 

Nick was still mad at me, so he had sent Jackson.

I wished it had been Nick. I was still mad at him, but I was feeling incredibly turned on, and the thought of him coming back to the room and doing exactly what he’d promised had me hot and bothered.

I sat down on the bed and prepared to wait. There was no way I could sleep right now.
 

Luckily for me, I didn’t have to wait long.

I’d just kicked off my shoes when Nick burst into the room.
 

The sight of him made me catch my breath. He still looked furious, and his eyes blazed as he stared down at me.
 

I didn’t say a word, but I stood up. I licked my lips and then unbuttoned my shirt slowly. His eyes hungrily devoured me, and I was pleased to notice his breathing had sped up.

I let my shirt slip down over my shoulders and reached behind my back to unfasten the clasp of my bra.

My cheeks flamed as I let the lace slip down, leaving my breasts exposed and my nipples tight and desperate for attention.

Nick inhaled sharply and then licked his lips.
 

“Carry on,” he ordered.

I swallowed hard and tried to push aside my embarrassment. The huge bulge behind his zipper told me just how much I was affecting him and gave me confidence.

My hands went to unfasten my jeans, then I stopped.

“I thought you were going to punish me,” I said, my voice trembling with desire. “You said you were going to spank me.”

I saw the lust flame in his eyes. He licked his lips, and his gaze travelled down to my butt as he walked around me slowly in a circle, drinking me in.
 

“Do you like that idea, Ella?”

I nodded. My heart was hammering in my chest as the moisture pooled between my thighs.
 

Holy crap, this was such a turn on.

Nick went to sit on the edge of the bed and gave me a slow, sexy smile. He beckoned me towards him.
 

I took a step forward and then hesitated.
 

Was I really going to do this?

I took one more small step, so that I was within his reach.
 

Nick reached out and grabbed me, and in one smooth movement, he had pulled me facedown onto his lap. He help me in place with his arms, gently but firmly.

I wriggled. It was a natural response to try and get away, but he held me so tightly I could barely move.

“Are you okay, Ella? You really want me to do this?”

I flushed. I was so turned on my whole body was tingling.

“Yes,” I managed to say, desperately needing to feel his hands on me as I felt his muscular thighs clench beneath me.

He reached down to grab my waistband, and with a flick of his fingers, he undid the buttons on my jeans and then lowered the zipper.

He forced my jeans down my legs, but only halfway so they trapped my thighs together, even though I longed to open my legs and have him touch me.
 

He held me in place, and I moaned as his hands caressed my ass with just a gentle touch. Then he lifted his hand and a second later, brought it down with a short, sharp smack.
 

I gasped in shock and then squirmed again.
 

Oh my, why did that feel so good?
 

“Nick,” I begged. “I want you to take me.”

“Soon,” Nick said in a deep voice. “We’re just getting started.”

He caressed the spot he just slapped, and I squirmed against him, my legs still tightly held together by my jeans.

Wow, this was good. Sex with Nick was always amazing but this… felt so naughty, and yet, so good.

“I don’t think you’ve been punished enough yet, Ella.”
 

I held my breath and felt another’s sharp smack on my behind. I jerked forward as I felt the moisture build between my thighs.
 

Damn. I didn’t think I had ever been so wet in my life.

“Please, Nick,” I panted.

“Do you want me to take you?”

I nodded frantically.

“Do you want to feel me inside you?”

Oh, God, yes!

“Yes, Nick. Yes, I want to feel it.”

He paused for a moment, and I tried to shift my position to look up and see his face, but he held me firmly over his lap.

“Tell me you’re mine. Tell me you belong to me.”

“I, um…” I hesitated.
 

Damn. This was so totally hot, and he knew exactly what buttons to press to get me wet, but that didn’t mean I was his
property
.

I wriggled against him. “Nick, I’m not…”

My words were swallowed up in a gasp as I felt another sharp smack hit my behind.

I could feel the tingles increasing between my legs. I needed a release that only he could give me. I needed him.

“You belong to me, Ella.”

Dammit. I knew it was wrong, but I would have said anything right then to get him inside of me.

“Yes! I belong to you.”

“That’s right, baby,” Nick said as his fingers caressed my ass, before moving lower.
 

He pushed his hand between my legs, which wasn’t easy because my legs were still squeezed together by my jeans. He used one thick finger to run along my soaking wet opening.
 

I whimpered, practically beside myself with desire.

I tried to move again, wanting to get up and straddle him, but he held me tightly in position.

He ran his finger slowly back and forth against me, and I pressed down against him desperate for more pleasure. I needed to get my release. The tension was building inside of me.

“Do you like that, Ella?”

I panted the words, “Yes, yes.”
 

I didn’t want him to stop. As I moaned, he increased the speed he was running his finger over me. In no time at all, I felt the tension building even higher, and the tingles started to escalate.

“I want… I need…”

“This?” Nick asked as he slid a finger inside me, and moved his thumb in a circle over my most sensitive spot rapidly. “Is this what you need, Ella?”

I couldn’t answer him. The orgasm hit me hard, and my body shivered with delicious pleasure as my inner walls clenched around his finger.
 

“Oh, Nick,” I whispered.

I felt him release his hold on me, and I shakily allowed him to help me up.

Damn that had felt good.

Despite my shaky legs, I shamelessly pushed my jeans down my hips, and then shimmied out of my lace panties, discarding them on the floor.

Nick’s eyes widened and they burned with desire.

Completely naked now, I stood beside him and then leaned over the bed.
 

“What are you waiting for?” I asked him shamelessly over my shoulder.

“Damn, Ella. That is hot,” he said, standing up and quickly starting to take off his clothes.
 

He unfastened his jeans, freeing the huge, stiff bulge in his pants. He positioned himself behind me on the bed, and slid a finger inside me.

He groaned as his finger slid in and out of my wetness. He added another finger, stretching me slowly, preparing me. Then I felt him shift behind me and heard him tear open a condom wrapper.

“Are you ready, baby?”

“Yes,” I pushed backwards against him, feeling his hardness probing me.

In one swift movement, he thrust himself inside me.
 

I was so wet that despite his size he slid in easily. His hands tightly gripped my hips as he plunged into me again and again. Taking me hard and possessively.

As he continued those deep, delicious thrusts, I started to feel that familiar pressure building deep inside. I tried to widen my legs and push back against his hard thrusts.

His hands slid from my hips so that one hand reached out to cup my breasts and play with my nipples, and the other hand slid down between my legs, to caress me.

The sensations were overwhelming, and almost immediately, I could feel the promise of another climax.

His thrusts were strong and demanding, as he drove himself deeper and deeper into me.

“Are you okay, Ella?”

I knew he was asking because this was the roughest he’d ever been with me. But I loved it.
 

I arched my back, trying to take more of him.
 

“Yes,” I cried out. “Harder.”

He did as I asked, pumping into me harder and faster until I felt myself unravel under him. As my orgasm hit me full force, my internal walls spasmed around him.

I cried out his name, and he held me tightly and said, “That’s right, baby, come for me.”

With a final thrust, he came deep inside me.
 

We both collapsed exhausted but happy on the bed.

I took the opportunity to drink in his gorgeous body as he sat up and disposed of the condom.

I would never get tired of having sex with Nick Steel. I knew sex wasn’t everything in life, but it was a damn good part of it.

Afterwards, I enjoyed laying back in his arms, resting my cheek against his chest.

“You know what we just did…” I began tentatively.

Nick grinned. “Had sex?”

“Well, yes, but I meant the stuff I said… I mean, just because I said it in the heat of the moment, doesn’t mean I’m really your property.”
 

Nick looked down at me and kissed me on the forehead. “I get that, Ella. I know you’re not my property. But I can’t help wanting to possess every inch of you, you can’t hold that against me.”

He grinned at me. “Besides, I think you kind of liked it.”

He was right, I
really
liked it. But I still felt the need to point out that just because I liked it in the bedroom, didn’t mean that’s what I wanted in real life.

“I understand that,” Nick said. “But I can’t help wanting you to be mine.”

“I could be your girlfriend,” I said and then cringed at my word choice. “But I’m my own person,” I added quickly.

When I looked up at him, I was surprised to see the smile had left his beautiful face. He looked conflicted and serious. Just as I thought he might be about to shut down on me, he smiled again.

“You want to be my girlfriend?” he teased.
 

I looked away. I wanted to be a hell of a lot more than that.
 

But that wasn’t a conversation we were ready for today. I rested my head against Nick’s chest. I let my eyes close and listened to the steady beat of his heart as I drifted off to sleep.

“It’s better if you stay here, Ella,” Nick said as he shrugged on his leather jacket.

“Better for who?” I demanded.

“For
you
, and everyone else. It’s safer here.”

I flopped back on the bed. I didn’t want to stay here without Nick. This place gave me the creeps. Plus, I was worried one of those two horrible women would approach Nick and Jackson and tell them I had asked to use a cell phone.
 

Jackson and Nick would be furious. They were vulnerable and exposed away from the Blackthorne headquarters, and wouldn’t appreciate me putting them at risk.

“Surely I’d be safer with you Nick,” I pleaded, turning on my best puppy dog eyes.

Nick shook his head. “It’s not happening. You’re not coming, Ella. Besides you won’t be alone. Jackson is staying here, too.”

“Great,” I muttered. As if it wasn’t bad enough being left here, Jackson was now going to be my babysitter.
Fantastic
.