Be My Bad Boy (5 page)

“I need to be
fucked,” she said. “Please!”

“Soon,
my love.”
He ran one finger all the way down her
spine.

She groaned. “I can’t
stand it! Tell me who you are.”

He trailed his
fingers over her right buttock. “I told you before. I’m the man who’s in love
with you.”

“No one’s ever told
me he was in love with me. I didn’t spend that much time with any of the
volunteers.”

“We met before then. I
simply chose not to tell you before.” He placed a hot kiss on the back of her
neck and then pulled away. “And no, I’ve never told you. But if you’d been
listening hard enough, you would have heard me saying it every time I spoke to
you.”

What? She didn’t
understand. She remembered his costume. He was dressed like
Westley
from
The
Princess Bride.
Did she know any
Westleys
?
Had any guy ever said “as you
wish” to her?
She needed this man. That was all she knew. How did he
know how to touch her? How did he know exactly what to say and do to turn her
on? She’d had lots of fantasies about clandestine couplings and risky
encounters. However, she didn’t write them down, and she certainly didn’t talk
about them. Someone who knew her better than she’d ever imagined had decided to
make her dreams come true. He kept saying he’d wanted this for a long time. How
long had they known each other? How long would a man like him need to observe
her to recognize the desires he was now so skillfully manipulating? His
stubborn refusal was driving her mad because she couldn’t think of a single man
who could have gotten into her head like this. Why did he keep denying her? How
could he imagine she might reject him or walk away from sex this hot? His own
need couldn’t be ignored as it pressed against her. If only he’d shift and
slide his cock inside her.

She moved her hips up
as much as she could. He was very strong. His length felt amazing against her
wet slit.

“Is that what you
want?” He kissed her neck.

“Yes. I keep telling
you.” She let out a long sigh. “I’ll stop asking who you are if you’ll make me
complete.”

“Complete. That’s
exactly how I feel…here in this bed with you.” He pulled a pillow across the
mattress. Lifting her hips he slid it beneath her, propping her ass up. He shifted
her legs apart and caressed her pussy. The anticipation overwhelmed her. He
pushed his fingers into her and spread her, rubbing her clit with his other
hand. He moved his fingers in and out, before moving into position and gripping
her ass with both hands. He lifted her a little and began to penetrate. She
sighed as he filled her.

“You’re right, my
dear. This was a very good idea.”

He moved in and out
of her steadily. It felt so good. She wanted to feel more of his body against
her. “Let me turn over. I want to look at you.”

He kept slowly fucking
her, ignoring her request.
“Even though you can’t see my
face?”

“I can see your eyes.
I want to watch you taking me.” She began to struggle beneath him.

He slid into her full
to the hilt and made her gasp with joy. “Antics like that will only make me
fuck you harder.”

She trembled beneath
him. “That warning might not make me stop.”

“Really?”
He began to thrust again. “You are my kind of girl, aren’t you?”

“You already knew
that. You’ve proven it very well. I know you’re my kind of man.”

He grew still above
her. He stretched his body over hers and rested his lips on her neck. “Then does
it really matter who I am?”

She shook her head as
much as she could. “Not really, but I do know who you are.”

“Do you?” he
whispered in her ear. He withdrew from her pussy, but he still held her down.

She felt empty, but
she hadn’t imagined his body stiffening at her words. “Let me look at you.”

He rolled her over
gently, letting go of her hands, but holding her arms at her sides as their
eyes met. “Tell me.”

“The man I want. The
man I need. No one has ever touched me like this before. No man has ever known
how
to touch me.” She lowered her eyes.
“I’ve never felt this kind of need until now. No man has ever made me come with
his words. It’s better than any of the fantasies I’ve ever had.”

He kissed her with astounding
gentleness. “Hasn’t a man ever kissed you like that?”

She licked her lips.
“No.”

He stared into her
eyes. “You sound so sure.” He nudged her legs apart with his knees and slid his
cock into her.

She moaned as he
began his slow assault. “We’ve kissed? I don’t believe you. You’re talking in
circles to confuse me. I probably shouldn’t believe a word you say. I would
have remembered you.”

He bit his lip, but
then gave her a wicked smile that sent a bolt of lust down her spine. “Maybe it
would be best not to believe me.” He half closed his eyes as he thrust. “You
don’t believe we’ve ever kissed?”

She shook her head.
“I’ve been waiting for your touch for so long.”

“You’re very right,
more so than you know.” He nibbled her lower lip, sucking it between his before
returning his hungry kisses to the sensitive skin of her neck. His tongue and
teeth worked in perfect harmony as she arched up to take more of his cock.

She moaned and let a
smile play across her lips when he looked into her eyes again. “So I win this
argument for now. You can’t make me believe you. The only way would be to tell
me who you are, and I know you won’t do that.”

“Not yet.” He surged
deep inside her exactly the way she wanted him to. His thick cock spread her
wide and hit just the right spot to send a sweet vibration of pleasure over her
whole body. She didn’t hide her ecstasy. He slowed his pace and began to toy
with her. One finger teased her clit as he eased in and out, only giving her
part of his cock now. She shivered under the light touch of his fingertip. She
wanted him to press harder, to pinch her clit and thrust into her. She wanted
him to fill her the way he had before.

“You won’t hurt me.
Just take me.”

“I want to remember
every moment, every touch. I’ve wanted this for so long.”

How long had he
wanted this? She stared up into his eyes as he pressed deeper and deeper. He
made her feel more lust and longing than she’d ever imagined she could.
Complete had indeed been the perfect word.

When she moved her
arm, he stopped rubbing her clit to hold her down. She wanted a brief struggle,
wanted to make him hold her down. She tried to free her arms. He held her
tighter, and his cock went deeper. His gaze said he liked it as much as she
did.

“You said I’m the man
you want, the man you need. Stop trying to find out who I am. Give yourself to
the fantasy. You’ll find everything you’ve ever wanted.”

“I already have.” Her
body tingled as the pleasure increased. She would come soon, and she wanted to
see him then. “Please, take your mask off when I come.”

He shook his head and
quickened his pace, but the look in his eyes told her he’d been tempted to give
her what she asked for. The pleasure coiled inside her. She was on the edge,
ready to fall apart in his arms. She felt it slowly beginning: the hot surge in
her blood, the pounding of her heart, and the pure euphoria she longed to be
lost in. He slowed his pace and kissed her lips.

She kissed him back,
but groaned out her frustration. She thrust up with all her strength,
increasing the friction and her own bliss. “Don’t stop.” She was
seconds
away, mere seconds.

His voice husky, he
asked, “You want me?”

“Yes!”

His voice softer yet
still filled with need, he whispered, “You need this?”

“Please!” She bucked
against him, fighting to free her hands. “I’ve never needed a man more,” she
uttered between gasps for air.

“And you never will.”
He crushed her mouth under his and pounded into her. The force of his thrusts
surprised her at first, but then she came hard. The pleasure exploded inside of
her, and pure molten lust filled her veins. She could hardly feel the bed
beneath her, even though he continued to press her into the mattress. All she
felt was his cock deep inside her throbbing pussy, his hot mouth locked onto
hers, and his hard body pressed close. She didn’t hold back a single moan or
sigh. He thrust over and over again, and her orgasm continued to thrill her. He
released her from the kiss and lifted her up into his arms. He continued to
fuck her as he kissed and sucked her breasts. His teeth grazed one nipple, and
she came again. He felt so hard and so right inside her. She clung to him and
wrapped her arms around his neck. She could have pulled his mask off, but then
he would stop what he was doing to her. Nothing was worth that.

His cock jerked
inside of her, and he came. He lowered her back to the bed for his final
thrusts. His groans were almost growls as he rubbed his cheek against hers. His
lips hovered over hers. His eyes, dark and stormy, gazed down at her. “I love
you, Katie. I love you with all my heart.”

The commanding and
husky tones were gone as he whispered to her. His gentle voice and the emotions
filling it made her go rigid. She searched his eyes for a long moment, before she
reached up slowly, but he pulled away. He grabbed his clothes and went to the
door. “Don’t try to follow me. You’ll never find me.” And then he left the room
in a blur.

Chapter Four

Her head spun as she blinked
and tried unsuccessfully to get up. Had he just run out into the hall
naked
? She guessed they were alone up
here, but still. And why had he run away at all? Had he been overcome by his
emotions? His words had left her more than a little stunned. She’d never heard
a man express himself that way. She couldn’t explain the way his blunt
declaration had affected every part of her. His words had been so simple, yet
he had told her so much with them. She knew he meant it, and any doubts she
felt before evaporated. She had to know how he was. When would she see him
again? She had no doubt she would. A man didn’t make love to woman the way he
had and then disappear forever. Men who loved so passionately never stayed away
for long. She smiled as she wondered what their next encounter might be like.
She didn’t want to wait even five seconds to be back in his arms.

She let her eyes
trace the patterns on the inside of the bed’s canopy. As she thought she ran
her fingers through her hair to get rid of some of the tangles her thoughts
raced frantically. How long would he make her wait? He must have been afraid he
would say too much. She could hardly sit up, let alone stand and run off the
way he had. She kept asking herself what had just happened, but she knew. An
amazing man had fulfilled one of her fantasies. Her body still shook from the
pleasure he’d given her.

She pulled her knees
close to her chest and rolled to her side, enjoying the last remnants of her
orgasm. She licked her swollen lips as she thought about what they’d done. He’d
held her down and made her submit, and she’d loved it. She’d come with more power
than ever before. She’d never known such pleasure. As strong and dominating as
he’d been, his touch had also been gentle and loving. The combination had her
as ready to surrender her heart as she’d been to surrender her body moments
earlier. Had her reaction to his outpouring scared him? She played his words
over and over again in her mind. She still couldn’t place that voice, the voice
she longed to hear again. Also, she decided to take all the information he’d
given her with a grain of salt. Whatever his reasons, he wanted his secret safe
for now.

She went into the
bathroom and washed her face. She put her panties and bra back on before
picking up her bag and retrieving her phone. She looked at the text messages
again as she sat on the bed, still not recognizing the phone number. Had he
borrowed a friend’s phone? Maybe he’d bought a cheap prepaid phone somewhere. Would
he have gotten a new number just to keep his secret? Had they ever even talked
outside of work before? She sat with her thumb poised over the reply button,
wondering what she could say to get him to come back and go home with her
tonight. Even though it might put an end to the fantasy, she wanted it more
than anything.

* * * *

Peter dressed quietly
in the darkness of the linen room at the very end of the hallway. The door next
to the closet led down to the laundry room, so as long as Katie didn’t hear him
he’d be able to slip away. He stuffed his costume in his backpack before
pulling the green polo shirt over his head. He smoothed his jeans and put his
wallet and the prepaid phone in his pocket, before putting his own cell phone
in his other pocket. He’d forgotten his shoes, so he had no choice but to the
wear his boots, but at least that would be less conspicuous than carrying them.

The prepaid phone vibrated.
He stood completely motionless, glad he had it on silent. She’d had time to
dress if she really wanted to pursue him, and she could be roaming the hallway
looking for him right now. He held his breath and listened. Silence surrounded
him. He pulled the phone out and looked at the message.