Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

while thinking about going back to her old life, she couldn’t help but think about them. She’d miss the men, even if she had only been with them a short while. Even though she knew that they couldn’t possibly be as invested in her.

She wanted the relationship that they had now, and to grow, to know them more. She wanted to keep them, but pushed that possibility away. She had to go, at least for now, and she doubted that they’d want to go with her.

Knowing that she wouldn’t get to sleep, Sophie waited until Thane rolled over onto his other side before making her break. She shifted slowly, until she lay on her back and then inched her way down the bed until Adrian’s arm dropped away from her. There, she tiptoed into the bathroom to do her business before making her way to the kitchen.

She only turned on lights that she absolutely needed. It wouldn’t do to wake them up. She didn’t want to talk to them yet. She didn’t want to have to reveal her feelings. She needed some time first.

Soph opened the fridge to look inside but a shuffling noise stopped her.

Turning back, she had to admit that maybe she hadn’t been so stealthy after all.

“Hey, hot-stuff. Couldn’t sleep?” Adrian asked, coming farther into the kitchen. When she shook her head he smiled. And it was just as devilish as always. It was a smile that sent sparks through her system, made her want to rub against him.

It probably didn’t help that he was naked! His skin like caramel, so creamy and delicious. His scarred chest on display, making her want to kiss ever imperfection. She wanted to follow it with her mouth.

Right to his hard erection, which was long and thick. “Maybe you’re too strung up. Hmm? Need a little... release?”

Just his words were enough to make liquid heat fill her tummy, to cause her nipples to tighten into hard points. She could imagine his skilled hands on her body again, ringing an orgasm out of her. And she wanted more this time. Wanted him inside her. Where he belonged.

Belonged? Soph gave herself a mental shake. He didn’t belong to any one girl. No matter what she yearned for.

But she needed a distraction. From all her worries, all the possible futures.

She wanted one last time with him. One special thing to hold onto into tomorrow.

“It’s too bad that you can’t follow orders, isn’t it? You know how to greet one of us when we come into a room. And this is not it.” Disappointment.

He sounded disappointed in her, and that cut her to the core.

It took a moment for her to understand what he meant, to push past the hurt.

Slave position!

But it was too late. Either he would punish her now or withhold sex. And she could really use the distraction of sex right now!

Withholding sex is a punishment!

Sophie sighed and wrapped her arms around herself, careful of her sensitive breasts.

“Oh, well you did have a hard day. I’ll forget about the punishment this time. But you have to remember for next time, kay? Can’t have you thinking that you can get away with all this crap! Can’t get naughty if you don’t play nice!” Adrian laughed at his own joke, shaking his head a little.

Soph stared at the fall of his silky dark hair before thinking about his words. He’d give her another chance?

Not that you’ll be here long!

But she wasn’t going to think about that!

“Now,” Adrian was saying, “you will go into the play room and great me properly. I’m going to make some food and then I’ll be right in. You better be ready!”

Soph wasted no time—she didn’t have very much of it—and raced into the play room. She couldn’t see the great room from here, and so she had no idea what Adrian was doing. Had no clue when he’d come in.

And that uncertainty excited her!

She removed her shirt quickly, folding it and putting it on the floor beside her, and then removed her bra. Her pants followed close behind and for the first time since he took them, she was happy that she didn’t have her panties. It would have just been one more thing to take off. And she was sure they’d be wet by now.

Her body ached, and not just her muscles. Her breasts were swollen and she could feel her nipples begging for attention. Her skin felt extra sensitive, and her clit throbbed, needing something!

Not to mention that she felt so empty. She needed Adrian, needed him to fill her up with his hard warmth. Oh gosh did she ever need him!

Looking around, she found the best spot to display herself.

It made her nervous, thinking about how he’d respond. He seemed to like her and her body but she was still self-conscious. She’d never done this before, posed so that when someone entered they’d be seduced. It felt scandalous, and at the same time enthralling. She felt like some sort of concubine, trained in the arts of seduction. Because even if she didn’t know if he’d like her body, she knew that she was doing something that was bound to please him.

Sophie knelt down in the middle of the room. Her knees digging into the soft carpeting. She opened her legs wide and placed her hands at her back. She felt open, and vulnerable. She was eager and nervous. And the position made her all the more aware of her dripping folds and how much she wanted to touch herself there.

She’d never wanted to do that before, had only tried to see what it was like. But now she felt the urge, and couldn’t. Because she knew that if he came in and saw, Adrian would be annoyed. And she needed this too much