Chapter 11 #2
When her bottom lip was resting on my balls, I kept her head in position, my fingers digging into her scalp. She mewed the entire time, gagging only once. When I finally let her go, I almost stumbled backward.
“No hands,” I told her. Now it was my turn.
She peered up at me with those damn doe eyes and I was swept into a vacuum. With my fingers on both sides of her face, I pumped into her hot mouth with slow and even strokes.
But even that was driving me crazy. She had her fingers digging into my thighs, never blinking as I fucked her mouth.
I could easily erupt, filling her throat with my cum, but I wasn’t about to let her go that easily. I pumped several additional times, savoring every moment of having her mouth wrapped around me.
But when it became too much, I pushed her shoulders, breaking the connection.
As I slipped my arms under hers, she gripped my wrists, her eyes still searching mine. As soon as she was on her feet, the lust pushed into something else altogether, each tearing at the other’s clothes.
My boots were tossed, hitting the wall and she laughed before taking a deep breath.
I’d seen her completely naked before, but there’d been no true appreciation of her beauty. I hadn’t allowed myself the pleasure. I was supposed to be her hero, a man who’d protect her from the very scum who enjoyed forcing women to surrender.
Yet now, I took a few seconds, shaking my head as I took a step away. The warm flush kissing her skin with a light shade of rose only added to her beauty.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Oh, God, nothing. You are incredible.”
The smile I was rewarded with could light up an entire city.
We were both panting, our desire was so intense.
I yanked her into my arms with enough force we were both toppled to the floor.
Her laugh was unexpected. Instantly, she tossed her head back, even yanking the hair tie out before swishing it across my face.
With her hands planted on my chest and her fingers kneading my muscles, I wanted to fuck her right here and right now.
Yet I needed another taste of her sweet pussy.
“You were reckless in your actions.” I was repeating myself, and she offered a sly smile.
“Yes. Does that mean you’re going to punish me again?”
“Absolutely. I’m going to punish you with my tongue.”
“Then what?” she dared to ask. While the decent man inside knew this shouldn’t happen again, the master who’d entered the club was still lingering both in my mind and in my body.
“Then I’ll fuck you. Raw, heated passion that will haunt you for days.”
“And what if I say no?”
“Do you want to say no?”
“Nuh-uh.”
“Then tell me what you want.” I needed her to say it, to hunger as much as I was. Not only that. There was still a part of me determined to play the hero. If only for tonight.
“Fuck me. Just… Just make me feel alive again.”
The moment I dragged her body until she was straddling my face, she offered a long, slow sigh.
I’d never been a patient man when it came to sex. This time was no different. I held her aloft, drinking in her sweet essence just before I swirled my tongue around her already swollen clit. The taste was magnificent.
“Oh, my God.” She laughed again, the nervous sound floating around us, her body teetering over me. Every muscle was stiff and she threw her arms back, anchoring her body by gripping my arms.
The angle was perfect, allowing me to drive my tongue deep inside with no effort. I dug my fingers into her hips, holding her in position as I issued slow and easy licks. Even the sound was spectacular, mixing with her heated moans.
I could easily do this for hours.
Reese bucked against me the moment I drove two fingers inside, squeezing her knees and holding on as if for dear life. I could still see the expression on her face, the surprise as seductive as everything else about her.
My actions became rougher until I was licking her fervently, plunging my tongue and several fingers inside while I rolled my thumb around her clit.
“Yes. This is so…” Another laugh was followed by a smile crossing her face.
She rocked against me, pumping her body while she continued to toss her hair. Even watching her was spectacular. But this was just a prelude to everything I craved.
Fucking her, taking every inch.
I refused to let her go even as I sensed she was close to climaxing. The joy of tasting her was far too sweet to let it go.
“You’re going to make me… come.”
Breaking the connection, I lifted her a few inches, enough to press a wet kiss against both inner thighs. “Not yet. Not until I tell you to come.”
Whether or not we’d played a game before didn’t matter any longer. In my mind and for the time being, she belonged to me.
She writhed in my hold, her face shimmering as she tried to obey.
But she wasn’t able, an orgasm rushing through her.
Her body stiffened, her knees clenching my head. The moment the climax electrified her system I was rewarded with the sweetest cream flowing down my throat.
With every swipe of my tongue, she bucked even harder, grinding against me as her breathing became labored.
There was nothing sweeter, nothing more satisfying than making a woman come.
Yet the hunger was such that even with her pussy still pulsing, the eagerness to drive my cock deep inside proved stronger than any concept of enjoying the moment.
For some insane reason, I thought about the other masked man who’d dared lay a hand on her. He’d been the perfect example of an unscrupulous man who only cared for his own twisted needs.
Just thinking about his attitude and how he’d stroked her like she’d been his property fueled the anger that had never left.
Maybe the reality of my fervent rage was partially due to my possessive nature.
I’d had a strong sense that the man who’d lost the auction would want her back and would do anything in his power to make that happen.
Not a chance.
Even now as I pulled Reese to her feet with unbridled intent, my mind played out the options.
And the danger.
The idea of her being taken while under my protection sent a hot violent streak coursing through my blood.
With the fire in her eyes and the sinful way she moved, a line had already been crossed, one that should concern me. Instead, it was simply another powerful aphrodisiac.
She’d never be touched by anyone else.
Her soft lips and quiet sighs, her gentle yet fierce actions, and every rounded curve were all for me.