Chapter 14 #2
To entice her even further, I flicked my finger across one of two sterling silver balls attached to the long bar. “Yes, I am.”
“Holy shit.”
Now that was the only invitation I needed.
With her eyelashes skimming across her upper cheeks, she swirled the tip of her tongue around the circumference of her lips.
The guttural sound I made from being in utter discomfort was exactly what she’d wanted to hear, rewarding me by reaching out and raking a fingernail down the length of my dick.
When she rolled it back up, she fingered the piercing, taking her time doing so.
The act was far more intimate than anything we’d done thus far.
And the look on her face remained fascinated.
With her other hand, she decided to continue teasing me by crawling her fingers down my chest. Did she not understand the time for playing games was finished? Maybe I needed to make my point.
I allowed her a full minute to stroke my cock, including rolling my balls between her fingers before grabbing a fistful of her hair. “Succhiatemi, dolce Ambrosia.”
She lifted her gaze, acting as if she’d continue being rebellious after my telling her to suck me. Goddamn if her hesitation wasn’t about to kill me. My frustration was showing in the additional beads of sweat that had found their way to my chin.
“Open your mouth, Emmeline. Don’t require me to tell you twice.” My voice was gruff, even full of irritation, but she simply licked her lips again.
“What happened to the rule that you couldn’t touch me?”
All I could do was laugh. “I think we’ve moved way past that, breaking every rule. Don’t you?”
“I don’t know,” she cooed. “Have we?”
Why was she doing this to me? Turnabout was fair play. I rubbed the tip across the seam of her mouth. Seconds later, she finally surrendered, stretching her mouth wide open.
At that moment, seeing her peering up at me with more than just mischief in her eyes yanked at my heartstrings. She was searching for everything she’d longed to have in her life.
And I wanted to give it to her. Every bit. I wanted to treat her the way she deserved to be treated, showing her that she was the most beautiful woman in the world. I longed to shower her with more than just roses, although I wouldn’t mind having the petals of hundreds of flowers for her lie on.
My needs weren’t centered only on protection. They revolved around making her happy. I’d disobey every rule and law in the land to make that possible.
No matter the consequences.
Well, fuck. In my thirty-five years on this earth, I’d never wanted something so badly.
And to think I’d need to settle for a delicious consolation prize. For right now, that was fine. The future was another story.
She wrapped her long fingers around the base of my cock, darting her tongue across the sensitive slit on my cockhead before sliding the tip from one side of the piercing to the other. I wanted to ask if she’d had any experience with a man who’d had a piercing before given her fascination,
However, if she answered yes, I’d need to kill the asshole.
Her eyes were still misted, a single tear lingering by her lip. Before it disappeared, I dragged my finger through the salty bead, pulling my hand to my face.
There was fascination in her heated gaze as I sucked on my finger, likely confused why I was bothering. Because I craved tasting every drop of sweet nirvana.
With every light stroke of her hand, I found myself rocking closer. When I placed my palm against her cheek, she pulled the tip into her hot little mouth and sucked. My God, her jaw muscles were strong.
Within seconds, my breathing was ragged and all I could concentrate on was the way her red lips looked in the shimmering light. If Jaxon had ever realized the filthy thoughts I’d had about this stunning woman, I daresay the man would have killed me himself.
Just being able to caress her face was little more than a fantasy. I brushed my fingers through her hair as she took another inch of my dick. Within seconds, she moved up and down on my shaft, swirling her tongue back and forth.
Fuck.
The pressure from her lips was unimaginable. “Continua a succhiarmi, tesoro.”
Keep sucking me, baby.
The words were barely audible and in such a short period. That’s what she did to me and had for a fucking long time. I could barely think straight, fighting the urge to thrust every inch inside. Now every muscle was strained to the point I was fighting for air.
She wasn’t ready to give in so easily, even when I rolled onto the balls of my feet.
The grip on the base was stronger, the way she twisted her hand creating powerful pressure and friction.
Every time her tongue flicked back and forth across the stainless-steel rod, I was ready to drive my dick as deeply inside her tight pussy as possible.
And I had no intention of being gentle.
“Fuck.” As soon as she took me down another two inches, I threw my head back. The sensations were more intense than any I’d had with a woman.
For all her teasing, she knew exactly what she was doing.
A long, scattered moan left my throat as she moved into a perfect rhythm, her head bobbing up and down as if to a practiced rhythm.
I could easily have her continue doing this for hours, forcing my cock to remain in her hot little mouth. Why was it an evil grin slipped across my face from the thought? Because I knew her well enough to comprehend she’d not only accept the challenge, but she’d also nearly break me in the process.
Oh, hell, no.
Pre-cum trickled past the slit and her tongue feverishly licked every drop. Her expression highlighted how much she was enjoying herself.
With my gaze trained on her, I had a terrible feeling I was in the process of losing control. That just wasn’t going to happen. Which meant I’d need to fuck her sooner versus later.
But the heat from her mouth brought me to an overload. I released my hold on her hair, instead cupping both sides of her face. With every muscle tense, I gritted my teeth to keep myself under control while plunging my cock deep into her mouth.
Her eyes opened wide, her hands squeezing my thighs as the tip hit the back of her throat. Even with her muted cries, I wasn’t ready to stop, pounding her mouth.
The sweet, strangled cries she emitted only added fuel to my already explosive fire. By now, sweat was rolling down my back and seeing clearly was an issue.
I wanted nothing more than to fill her mouth with my cum, enjoying the way the juice oozed past her swollen lips.
And if I didn’t stop doing what I was doing very soon, there’d be no choice.
With three additional thrusts, I pulled away, almost stumbling backwards to try to break the strong connection.
Emmeline caught herself before being pitched forward, wiping her mouth with her thumb and forefinger, even adding another toss of gasoline by shoving her fingers into my mouth.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
The statement was said in such a way it surprised the hell out of me. Even if she said no, I wasn’t certain I could stop.
“You are, huh?” Still on her knees, she spread her legs and blew me a kiss. The woman blew me a kiss. Did she not understand the beast was free of his chains? Opening her fingers wide, she rolled the flats of her hands down her chest, caressing her breasts as she did.
The little vixen knew I’d be watching her every move, memorizing her facial features and every mole on her body, including the one under her right breast. I was at the point of being a decent human being or allowing her any length on the leash.
Maybe it was past time to purchase a real one along with a sexy collar.
That’s why when she slipped one hand between her legs, my breath was caught in my chest watching her. She knew exactly what she was doing to me.
“Enough.” The word slipped easily from my mouth, startling her to the point she stopped fingering herself. “You’re no longer allowed to pleasure yourself.”
Her eyes opened in surprise. “You can’t tell me what to do.”
“I can’t?” I advanced, slowly and efficiently as a predator would do. “Think again, lady.”
“I don’t belong to you.” She scooted backwards until she was positioned in the center of the bed.
With my hands as well as one knee on the edge, I stopped moving altogether. After a few seconds of me remaining silent and unmoving, I’d unnerved her enough that she blinked several times.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong, my sweet principessa, except you don’t seem to understand your place.”
“And exactly what place is that?”
I crawled closer, taking my time doing so. “In my bed, in my arms, and under my complete control for as long and as often as I decide.”