Chapter 2
Chapter Two
Stellan
She’s so small, her features like that of a doll. Her head doesn’t quite come up to my shoulder. Yet she is so… perfect.
Soft pink hair like so much cotton candy, with dark blue eyes that follow me whenever I move. And her body… as she tugs her black negligee over her head, the sight of her full breasts makes my breath leave my lungs. Her nipples are the most alluring color of blush; they make my mouth water.
God damn, she’s so beautiful.
I reach down and adjust my cock in my boxer briefs. Then I grate out a command. “Take off your panties.”
Margot’s gorgeous lips twitch. She tilts her head. “Why don’t you come over here and do it yourself?”
I smirk and then move onto the bed very, very slowly. “You are defiant.”
The breath leaves her lungs as my arms cage her in. “Until my last breath.”
I consider her for a second. Then I reach up and push her hair away from one side of her neck, the backs of my fingers touching the slim white column of her throat. “Someone should teach you a lesson, ja?”
She lifts her head, her eyes full of need and want. “I’ve been waiting for a teacher.”
I can feel her racing pulse. I run a single fingertip down her neck, over her collarbone, tracing a line between her bare breasts. She sucks in a breath.
My touch trails down her ribs, across her navel, and ends at the top of her panties. She squeezes her thighs together, biting her lower lip.
I smirk at her. “I’m going to fuck you senseless. If you’re going to tell me to stop, this is your last chance.”
Margot bites her lip, smothering a grin. She shakes her head. “Less talk. More action.”
I smile as I literally rip her panties off of her body. I kiss her on the hip, then on the top of her thigh. She can’t hold back the sultry moan that rises in her throat. My fingers wander up to find her nipple and tweak it hard.
Gasping loudly, she arches into my touch.
“Good girl,” I purr. I splay a big hand underneath her belly button, covering her public mound. Pressing down firmly as I shower little bites and swift nibbles to her thighs, I work my way closer and closer to her shaved pussy.
She watches as I run the tip of one thick finger up the seam of her pussy, just barely touching. A twisted, angry grunt leaves her lips.
“Stellan!” she reprimands.
I look up at her, grinning devilishly. I place the lightest of butterfly kisses over her pussy, making her writhe.
“Stellan, please!” Margot begs.
I shake my head. “I don’t think so, skatter. I’m not going to let you come just yet.”
Instead, I push myself up onto my knees and grasp my cock through my boxer briefs. Her lungs constrict as she watches me. I’m looking down on her, naked and spread out.
Fuck. She’s the most gorgeous little thing I’ve ever seen.
Eyeing her, I bite my lip. “I think I need to taste you, skatter. But I also want to feel the tip of my cock in your fucking throat.”
Her entire body tightens with need. My lips twist into a naughty smile.
“Can you control your gag reflex?”
Her cheeks color. “A little.” She gets to her knees, reaching for me, but I sneer at her.
“No. You lie on the edge of the bed, like this.” I grab her, positioning her so that her head is by the foot of the bed, dangling off just a little. “If it’s too much, just tap my leg. Ja?”
Nodding, she watches as I strip my black boxer briefs off. My cock bounces up, jutting straight out.
“Holy shit,” she breathes, her eyes widening. My cock is long, thick, and veiny in a way that male porn stars would be jealous of. I’m also uncut, which honestly can be unnerving to the unprepared.
I grin, grasping my cock and wiggling my eyebrows. Then I step forward. “Open your mouth. Cover your teeth for me, skatter.”
Licking her lips, she opens her mouth. I step closer and nudge the tip of my cock between her lips. It’s hard to be still in that moment. I want to take her mouth, fucking it with abandon, and making myself come in a matter of seconds.
But I don’t.
I groan, closing my eyes for a brief moment. “Ah, fuck.”
She relaxes a little, resting her hand on my inner thigh.
Then I start to move, very slowly working my length in and out of her lips. A rumble of pleasure leaves my lips. Not groans or moans, but almost.
God, it’s hard to be good right now.
I stop and peer down at her after a few seconds. “Good?”
She nods, her mouth still full of my cock. I can feel the slow slide of her tongue against the sensitive underside of the head.
Fuck. I had better start moving before I lose control.
I grip my cock and start pumping in and out of her mouth, my eyes squeezing shut. She grabs me and pulls me closer, attempting to work her tongue against my cock.
My reaction is immediate. My whole body seizes up. It feels so fucking good. “Fuck, Margot.”
She slides her hand down to delicately cup my balls. My eyes actually roll back in my head as I start to move again, jerking in and out of her lips roughly.
“Fuck,” I breathe. “Skatter…”
I know I’m going to come. There’s no stopping it.
I halt suddenly, pulling out of her mouth.
Before she can even react, I'm covering the tip of my cock with my hand, cursing and clenching my eyes shut. I come, shooting jets of milky white semen into my hand. The look of pleasure that was on Margot’s face when I closed my eyes makes lust slither through my gut.
She likes watching her handiwork.
When I'm done, I open my eyes again. “That wasn’t quite how I was supposed to finish… but your mouth felt too good. Too hot.”
She lick the corner of her mouth. “My pleasure.”
I chuckle, reaching across to the bedside table for the tissue box. I wipe my hand off and then pad over to the trashcan, disposing of the tissue. When I come back, I kneel at the foot of the bed.
Margot looks at me uncertainly, biting her lower lip.
“Now it’s your turn,” I husk. “Come down here.”
She turn around, her movements a little awkward.
I’m not interested in waiting, so I grab her knees and spread them wide.
Her lower lips spread, giving me unbridled access to her most intimate parts.
She squeaks softly, probably feeling a little awkward being exposed like this, but I’m not too worried about her emotions just now.
“Cup your breasts,” I command, ducking my head low. She sucks in a breath and does as I ask, mmming at the sensation.
I start kissing my way up her pale, creamy skin, just inside her knee. My hands touch her inner thighs, sliding up as I trail my kisses toward her pussy. She moans softly and shivers, bucking just a little. I look up at her, catching her eye.
My dark brow descends. “You are so beautiful, Margot.”
One second I’m about to go down on Margot, the next second I am awake and sweating.
Where am I, exactly?
I manage to focus my eyes and see that I’m in my bedroom at the palace, naked against the thousand dollar silk sheets of my bed.
“Fuck.”
I close my eyes, trying to recapture the dream. But it’s like trying to catch fog in my cupped hands; the dream slips away and I’m left feeling a twisting kind of loneliness.
Margot is gone.
I left her behind in New York.
And I’m here by myself, almost four thousand miles away, the scent of her perfume still teasing my senses. Groaning, I cover my face with a satiny pillow and try to go back to sleep.