1st (Love For Sale)

1st (Love For Sale) by Michelle Hughes

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breakdown.  I wasn’t even sure why I was crying.  “Want to tell me what’s wrong?” His hands slid from around my waist, and he maneuvered me like a rag doll to turn into his lap. 
    “I don’t know.  It’s too much.  I mean I want you, and I probably shouldn’t because you’ll do bad things to me, and I’m not sure I don’t want you to.”  I sat in his lap like a child who was completely lost and asking the devil for advice.  It definitely wasn’t smart.
    He caressed my hair, and chuckled warmly.  Not the right thing to do when I was feeling so vulnerable, and I attempted to scoot away from him.  Seth wasn’t allowing that and his hand wrapped around my waist, holding me still.  “I’m sorry for laughing, kitten, but you make it hard for me not to be overjoyed knowing you want me.  There’s nothing wrong with that.”
    He lifted my chin, lowering his lips to mine, kissing me deeply.  I couldn’t refuse his kiss, I was confused enough trying to understand why I wanted him, and him kindling the passion pulled my mind back into what I craved.  The kiss did something to me that made me not care why I should get as far away from him as I could. 
    I turned in his arms, straddling him, never once losing his lips.  Still undressed, I gyrated my hips against his, almost obsessed with longing that I still didn’t understand.  He grew hard underneath me, and my tongue plunged into his mouth needing more than what he was giving.  This crazy need was insane, but I couldn’t deny what my body wanted.
    His hands fell to my hips, stopping my movement, and I looked up at him in confusion.  My tears still stained my cheeks, and they seemed to bother him since his expression was more concerned than turned on.  “I’m not fucking you again until we talk, Caitlin.”
    It took his words to remind me how brazen I was being, and my mouth fell open.  I tried to dislodge myself again, but he held me firmly.  The heat of his cock even through the sweatpants, was impossible to ignore.  I allowed my head to drop to his chest, aching and feeling like a complete idiot.
    “What do you want me to say?” I was floundering in a world I didn’t understand and there really weren’t words that I knew to explain why I’d flipped out.  Wrapping my arms around his neck, I just wanted him to hold me until things made sense again.
    “We can start with why you were so upset.  Did I hurt you last night?” I shook my head no, and one of his hands lifted to my chin again forcing me to meet his eyes.  “Words, kitten.”
    “No.  You didn’t hurt me, but I shouldn’t have liked the things you did.” I wanted to lower my head, he wouldn’t allow it and kept a firm grip on my chin.
    “Why shouldn’t you enjoy those things?  You’ve just said I didn’t hurt you.” He smiled warmly, his eyes sparkling with some emotion I couldn’t decipher.
    “Because it’s wrong.  People shouldn’t be tied up or have things inserted up their backside.”  God, I was embarrassed. The heat in my cheeks was almost blistering.
    “So it wasn’t the way I fucked you, but the fact I tied you up and put the butt plug in.” His smile broadened, and for a minute it felt foolish being so upset over something so stupid.
    “I liked the way we made love.”  I couldn’t bring myself to say fucked, because it felt so dirty.  The cold hard reality was we’d done just that.  I barely knew this man, so what else could it be?
    “I’m glad you did, and I enjoyed feeling your tight little pussy holding my cock like a vise.” In response to his words his cock twitched beneath me.  “I want to do things a lot worse than last night, kitten, but I won’t do anything until I know you want that, too.”
    “Of course I want you.”  Even a blind idiot could tell how wet I was just pressing against him this way.
    “Do you want me enough to let me have my dirty little way with you, no matter what that entails?” His tone was

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