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He kept devouring me even after I’d orgasmed, and I brought my hands to his shoulders, pushing gently to let him know I couldn’t handle any more pleasure. It was so intense, I might die if he kept at it.
“I want you inside me, and I know we can’t, but . . .” Barely down from the high, I begged, “My turn, and don’t you dare say no.”
He lifted his head from between my thighs, a sexy smile parked there as he traced the pad of his thumb along the seam of his lips. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
So help me if anyone interrupted us, I might throw them from the plane myself, I didn’t even care.
He leaned in and licked my pussy once more, his facial hair (and maybe I felt a naughty smirk from him down there as well) tickled my skin. I flinched, my sensitivity level a twenty out of ten.
He untangled our bodies and stood, huskily demanding, “On your knees, angel.”
This man could give me commands in the bedroom every day and hour of the week. Forever and ever.
He shoved down his sweats and stepped free of them, revealing black boxer briefs that could barely contain his hard-on.
I did as he instructed while he peeled down his briefs and took his cock in his hand.
The sheer size and girth of that man was both intimidating and awe inspiring. I stared at the crown of his cock, biting the inside of my cheek . . . wondering how in the world he’d fit in any of my holes, including my mouth. Nothing was ever understated when it came to Carter Freaking Dominick, was it?
“Angel?” The soft tone, such a break from his typical tough-guy voice, had my chest squeezing with emotion.
I could get used to that nickname, but part of me feared there was more meaning to that one word. A reminder to him I was off-limits to his self-imposed darkness.
I worked my attention up. From his hand slowly stroking his cock, to the slight dusting of hair along his happy trail, to his flexing abdominal muscles, and finally to his face. To his gorgeous eyes.
“I swore I'd never corrupt you like this.” That little hitch in his voice was back. He joined me on the bed, resting on his knees in front of me, and cupped my face. “I keep losing my control when it comes to you.”
I reached between our bodies to take his cock with both hands and taunted, “Then I guess you’re really about to lose it now.”
40
CARTER
Fuck me to hell and back again. She was going to kill me.
Holding me firmly in the grip of her delicate fingers, Diana pressed against my chest with one hand, pushing me down onto the pillows. Settling herself between my knees, she lowered her mouth and circled her tongue around the tip of my cock before gliding her lips down around it. Stroking me while holding herself up with the other hand, she pulled more of me into that slick, wet heaven.
I watched as she varied her grip, her speed, how much of me she took into her mouth, finding a rhythm and pressure that pulled the reactions she wanted from me. So fucking smart. Such a good fucking girl.
But in truth, she wasn’t my good girl. Or my naughty one. She really was my sweet angel. An angel with a sinful body and a mouth designed to send me over the motherfucking edge.
Because this woman. Damn this woman. She was going to make me come fast, hard, and deep into her throat with how much of me she’d managed to take in her mouth.
Choking and gagging didn’t stop her. Hell, it seemed to encourage her to take more and more of me. My overachiever.
“Diana.” Her name was a hiss of air from my lips as I tangled my hand in her hair. I didn’t even need to guide her up and down, she was doing a superb fucking job all on her own, but I couldn’t help but grab her blonde locks, pretending I had some semblance of control.
In truth, I’d never felt so out of control. So consumed by someone I couldn’t think straight. Was she right? Soul-ties? How could that be? I didn’t have a soul anymore. I’d never deserve her, and I’d only put her at risk, but?—
My thoughts died when she swallowed even more of me, the head of my cock pressing into the back of her throat. As incredible as it felt, I wanted to be so deep inside her pussy, stretch her so wide around my cock she’d feel me for days after. I wanted to empty myself inside her, brand her, claim her as mine, and . . .
You saw me as a father? How could she ever see that? How could she look beyond the demon I was to see anything?
Something inside me had snapped when she’d confided she could see a future with me, her words stealing my ability to reason. To rationalize my way out of this moment.
My eyes glazed over and I dropped my head back to the pillows when she pulled up only to slam back down on me, her mouth meeting where her hand held my cock.
“Angel,” I said under my breath, growing dizzy with all the blood rushing from one head to the other.
