Free Subfrenzy (the Subfrenzied Series) by Kimberlee Jane

What did you say?”
    “ Thank you for-” I stopped myself, abruptly surfacing from the dream-like haze. I had heard, What do you say, in a very dominant tone.
    He looked shocked. “ What-”
    “ Nothing! I didn't say-”
    “ Tell me what you said, or I'll do it again.”
    I laughed nervously, relieved when he moved his hand to the back of my neck. “ You're very good at that.”
    “ At what?”
    “ Having you pull my head back like that feels too good.”
    “ Too good, huh?” he asked, having me look up at him. “Do you want more?”
    What tested my control were his fingers grasping my hair, taking control of the way I was able to move. Quinn had never gone to pull my head directly backwards. That he knew not to didn't help bring rationality or control back. When he made me look at him, d angerous energy had me grind my hips against his. 
    “ Yes!” I broke, fervently hoping he could. “Yes, I like it a lot.”
    He moved quickly, pinning me down against the bed. The head of his cock pushed past my g-spot. Quinn pulled back when I cried out, but it wasn't a sound of pain. I melted around him, straining backwards to stay still as he thrust forward. He slammed his hips into mine. I froze, expecting it to hurt in a bad way. It didn't. Pleasure crashed through me, feeling white-hot and heavy.
    “ So close,” I panted, trying to get closer.
    He let go of my wrists to roll my nipples between his fingers. I reached the edge and was hurtled over. The blissful oblivion of orgasm...
    “You have me close already.” The near-growl I heard kept me floating on pleasure. He came, holding me with his arms around my waist. When I focused, I could feel his cock throbbing deep inside of me. Aftershocks ran through my body.
    “ I'm definitely hungry now,” he said after a while, stroking my back.
    “ Food would be really good.”
    “ I can make new reservations somewhere else. What do you feel like?”
    “ Oh god! I forgot you made reservations-!”
    “ So did I, until just now. It's a lot later than I thought it would be.”
    “ I know a few places around here that will deliver,” I said, seeing how comfortable he looked without clothes on.
    “ Yeah?”
    “ Why not?”
    “ Delivery it is,” he decided.
    I wrapped the sheet around me. Lust sparked again while I watched him stretch and sit on the edge of his bed.
    “ I'm out a lot during the week for work. Staying in is... refreshing, actually.”
    “ This was an abnormally busy work week for me. Hanging like we did last night would be really nice.”
    “ Will it bother you if I change into normal clothes?”
    “ Nope, not at all.” I watched him look through the clothes in his closet.
    “ Feel free to use the shower, and whatever's in the bathroom. All the towels are clean.”
    “ Uh... okay. Mind if I ask for a shirt? I'll shower later, before I get my-”
    “ No problem.”
    “ And if you don't mind me using the laptop in your living room, I'll pull up a menu for the Italian place.”              
    “ Sure, it should be on. Be comfortable.”
     
     

 
    - Chapter 6 -
    ~ Push It ~
     
    C onversation was polite as we waited for food to arrive. We both reached a point where hunger became distracting, lulling us into zoned-out stretches of quiet. I brought my legs up and sat sideways, leaning against the side of his chest. It was less awkward when he put the television on, and comfortable after the doorbell rang. After a piece of pizza and part of an Italian sub later, I was finally full. Sex with him was wonderfully strenuous.
    “ What happened to your arm?” he asked when I reached for a bottle of soda.
    The barriers immediately rose. “It was a stupid mistake, not anything serious.”
    “ You're okay, right? ...No one's bothering you?”
    “ It really was an accident. I'm not excusing abuse or anything.”
    “ Sorry,” he snapped back to himself. “Just, that looks like it hurt.” I felt uncomfortable as he looked at my neck, down