11. Skylar

Chapter 11

Skylar

I don't understand what's happening here. I truly didn't expect Torin to follow me back inside the club. At the very least, I thought he would be detained for a while. I'm not sure how he got out of the mess outside so quickly, but it's annoying. It's clear he's pissed at me. What I don't understand is the way he's pushing up against me, making sure I feel the evidence of the very large, hard ridge of his erection. He's pushing against my ass, and I'd be lying if I said it wasn't affecting me. I'm wet. Then again, I was wet earlier. I'm pretty sure that anytime I get around Torin, my panties end up soaked.

"Torin, you need to stop." I try to make my voice stern, but it sounds more aroused. I hear it myself and grimace. I am turned-on and there's no way that Torin doesn't know that. He has a hand on each of my hips and using that leverage to grind against my ass in a half circular motion. Or at least, I think it is. My heart is running away with me, making it harder and harder to get my bearings. I'd forgotten how big Torin felt pressed against me when he was aroused. I kind of thought I'd never experience it again. I'd given up on him. That was my sole reason for being here. "It's just like you to ruin tonight for me," I huff, my body feeling flushed.

"What have I ruined, Peaches?" he asks against my ear, his voice husky and so erotic that I bite my lip to keep from whimpering.

"It took me three years to get over you. I plan a night out to celebrate and finally find a man to take to my bed who wants to be there, and you swoop in and try to cockblock me."

"Are you horny, baby?" he asks.

I want to flay him alive for even bothering to ask me. All retorts die though when I feel my dress being pulled up in the back. "What are you doing?" I whisper-shout, sounding panicked as hell.

"I'm giving you a punishment for thinking you could play me outside like you did. Now be a good girl and look at that fucker on the walkway across from us. He's staring straight at you. Do you think he has any idea how fucking wet you are right now?"

Oh, God. I swear his words seem to vibrate between my legs. I close my eyes as a wave of desire hits me so strongly that I tremble.

"Torin, you need to stop."

The raw need in my voice is impossible to hide. I don't even bother. It would be a wasted effort. His hand splays across my ass, as he roughly palms part of it in his hand. The tips of his fingers dance along the lace of my thong. I can smell my hunger for him. The scent of sex is thick around us, and I can't even bring myself to be ashamed. Torin pinches one of my ass cheeks before growling in my ear. "Open those pretty brown eyes of yours, Skylar. I gave you an order. I want you to watch that asshole across from us. If you don't, I'm going to be very pissed and it's going to be harder on you than it should be. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes," I stutter, my body feeling flushed all over. I force my eyes open and look at the guy from earlier. He's staring straight at me and Torin. Even from this distance, I know he understands what is happening. He's smiling at me.

"You're such a good girl for me, aren't you, Peaches? You're so willing to take your punishment," he purrs. I try to shake my head slightly, hoping to clear it from the lust-induced haze that I find myself in. It doesn't help. I feel Torin's leg push between mine, forcing me to broaden my stance, which isn't easy considering my dress is hugging my body tightly. "That's it. Spread those pretty legs for me." He doesn't exactly give me a choice. Next, he grabs the flimsy lace of my thong and rips it. "When we go out together, you're not allowed to cover up your pussy from me. I will give you permission when you can wear them and when you can't. I wouldn't defy me either, if I were you," he adds, his voice somehow even darker than it was before. When he speaks, it's almost like a physical caress that resonates at my core.

I can't respond. Before I get the chance, I feel warm flesh slide against the drenched lips of my pussy. I look down in a panic. I know what is happening, but I can't keep my brain from telling me it can't be. All I can see is my dress, but the cool air on my ass and the hot, silky-yet-hard feel of his swollen shaft pressed against my folds, consumes me. "Torin! We can't. Anyone might see."

"I have you blocked. They can't see any part of you. They probably know, but they can't see you. I'll never allow any man to see your body but me, Peaches." I moan as his cock pushes against me and glides against my clit. My hands slap down on the railing. I grip it so hard that my knuckles go white.

"Oh, God," I groan. "Torin …"

"You're so wet, Skylar. You're soaking my cock. If we were alone, I'd make you get on your hands and knees to lick me clean."

I open my mouth to speak, but just a small meowing-like noise comes out. I'm pretty sure my brain is short circuiting. I tighten my muscles and clench my thighs, trying to clamp down against his cock. I know where we're at, but I don't care. Right now, I just want him inside of me.

"Look at him, Peaches. He's palming his cock, imagining how good you'd feel, but he has no idea, and he never will. You let him flirt with you, gave him hope, and now I'm going to take it away."

"Fuck … Torin."

"Such a dirty little mouth," he responds. For some reason, it sounds as if he's praising me.

"Torin, if you don't stop, I'm going to come."

"You will come when I tell you and not before. That's an order."

I lick my lips, my entire body feeling as if electricity is running through it. I can already feel my orgasm approaching. "Umm …" I hum, losing myself in the sensations that are bombarding me.

He stops moving completely, then leans down to growl into my ear. "Do you understand me?" I shiver at the rough timbre of his voice.

"Yes," I answer, knowing right now that I'd tell him anything, as long as he never stopped the delicious magic that he's creating in my body.

He keeps moving back and forth against me in short strokes, causing his cock to work against my clit. I need more. There's a hunger to feel him deep inside of me. Yet, knowing I will not get that is also increasing my desire. I'm totally at Torin's mercy and he's not only aware but also enjoying it, too. I lift my arm up and curl my hand so that it rests at Torin's neck. I let my body relax against him, closing my eyes from the force of the pleasure I'm feeling. "I want you," I practically yell. I'm not trying to hide it. I want everyone to hear. It's not a secret anyway. Hell, Torin himself has known for the last three years. His hands go to my hips as he moves my body in time with his. I know people are watching us, but I can't make myself care. I wouldn't mind if he ripped my clothes off and took me right here on the floor. I'm that far gone.

"Hand back on the railing, Peaches."

With a final squeeze to his neck, I do as he commanded. His hand goes to my back, and he pushes it down slightly. Then I feel his hand in my hair, twisting around my locks until his grip is tight. I can feel the sting as it pulls against my scalp. He forces my head backward. It's more than a little awkward, but I don't fight it.

"Torin," I whimper. I instantly feel the change in him. Having me reaching up and holding on to him changed things. His control is close to snapping. I love that I'm able to bring that out of him.

"Look at me, Skylar. I'm the only one that gets to see your face when you come. I want it all."

I lick my lips, keeping my gaze trained on him and him alone. He's still moving forcefully between my thighs. His hard shaft is slick from how wet I am. Although it could be from both of us. He's close to exploding, too. I can feel it from the way his body is tensed and the forceful look on his face. He leans over me to whisper in my ear but keeps his grip on my hair just as tight as it was. "I'm going to come and it's going to shoot out underneath you, messing up this sexy little dress and run down your legs."

"Please," I beg, making him smile.

"That fucker is over there still palming his junk, looking at you. You keep your eyes trained on me. You so much as give him a glimpse and I'll go over there and kill the motherfucker. You understand?"

"I don't care what he does. You're the only man …" I almost tell him he's the only man in my heart, but I know I can't tell him that. That's not what he wants from me. I'm not sure what is going through his mind, but I know it's not love. "You're the only man I'm thinking about right now," I compromise. I swallow when I see a look of unhappiness flash over his face. I get the distinct impression that I've disappointed him. Maybe I've just disappointed myself. I shouldn't be scared to tell anyone how I feel. I've let the last three years of Torin's rejection change me. I have scars from it. I'm not sure if I'll ever be the same person I was, but I am stronger now. I'm brought out of my thoughts when I feel his fingers slide against my clit. I don't stop the moan that falls from my lips. "Torin," I breathe.

"So smooth and sticky wet for me. That's my Peaches," he praises, while grounding his fingers against my swollen clit.

"I'm going to come," I huff out, barely able to catch my breath.

"Good. Come for me, Peaches. Let me hear it," he answers, his voice hoarse and deep in tone like it is caresses my skin. That and the combination of his fingers on my clit and his dick pressing against my center as he slides back and forth is my undoing.

I call out as his name once more as my orgasm crashes through me. Torin yanks on my hair, pulling my mouth to his and effectively swallows down the rest of my pleasure-filled cries. As I'm slowly coming down, I feel his release splatter against my thighs, the lips of my pussy and even my ass as he slowly pulls away from me. He pulls my dress down, hiding my ass. I see my ruined panties on the floor and pick them up.

"I need to?—"

I don't get to finish. Torin wraps his arms around me and quickly hefts me up over his shoulder. I feel dizzy as he swings to face the railing. "Mine!" he growls, looking right at the man he had me staring at earlier. Then, he stomps off and I'm left trying to figure out what just happened and what it could mean …