Page 64 of Controlling Chloe


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A shiver works its way down my spine as his stare burns into me.

After a few seconds, he lets go of my chin and leans back in the chair again. “Take out my cock, baby.”

Following his instructions makes my hands shake less. I’m doing what he wants me to. Being his good girl. After working the zipper, I tuck my fingers into the waistband of his underwear and pull down, letting his cock spring free. Licking my lips, I glance up at him for approval before wrapping my hand around it. A bead of semen leaks from the tip. Unable to resist, I lean forward to lick it off.

Bash’s head falls back against the chair as he groans. “You’re such a good girl, Chloe. My good girl. Fuck, I love you.”

My cheeks heat as my smile spreads. Every muscle in my body melts over his words. I’ll never get tired of his praise. Slowly, I run my tongue along the underside of his cock, and when I get to the crown, I open wider and suck him down as far as I can go. He curses and thrusts his hips up slightly, making me gag. Arousal drips down my legs, and when he thrusts again, I moan.

He reaches out and tugs on one of my nipples, rolling it between his fingers as I move up and down his shaft, sucking and licking every glorious inch of him.

“Fuck, baby. Fuck!” he shouts as he grabs a fistful of my hair and holds my head still. “You keep sucking like a goddamn goddess, and I’m going to explode before I get to fuck your pretty pussy.”

I grin and stick my tongue out to flick over the head of his cock. His eyes narrow, and he shakes his head. “Such a tease,” he murmurs.

Before I can respond, he reaches down and tugs me up from the floor, setting me on his lap. I whimper as the ridge of his cock presses against my clit. He glides his hand up my tummy and between my breasts, not stopping until he’s at the base of my throat. Slowly, he tightens his grip, putting pressure on the sides of my neck.

“You’re mine. No one else will ever have you. You belong to me, and I belong to you. It’s us against the world, baby.”

I nod and whimper as his grip tightens. My clit throbs, loving his rough handling. This man would never harm me, but damn, I love when he’s intense like this. It’s intimidating, but it doesn’t scare me. Nothing about Bash scares me. Not the way he loves me. Not the life he lives. Not the things I know he does. Maybe I’m just as unhinged as he is. Whatever I am, it feels so fucking good. So right.

“Do you trust me, Chloe?”

“Yes,” I reply without hesitation.

He stares at me for several seconds, his eyes glittering with hunger. “Good girl. Stand up and come to the edge of the chair, then bend over.”

Chills run over my skin as I climb off his lap. He rises and towers over me. When I glance up at him, he raises an eyebrow. Slowly, I lower myself, resting my hands on the cushion.

“Stay.” He runs a finger down my spine before leaving my side.

I turn my head to watch him move around the room, stripping off his clothes and then going to the nightstand where he takes something from the drawer. When he returns to me, he leans down so his face is close to mine. The mix of his cologne and the slight scent of whiskey dances around me like a soft cloud. My Daddy. My safe place. My home.

“I’m going to fuck your ass tonight, baby. And you’re going to be a good girl and take my cock all the way, aren’t you?”

A whimper escapes. Sweat prickles low on my back. Goosebumps rise as he runs his hand over the curve of my bottom.

“Yes.”

He smiles and kisses me. “First, though, I need to eat. I’m fucking starving for my favorite meal.”

I squint, trying to understand what he means. Then he moves behind me, drops to his knees, and buries his face in my pussy. His tongue darts out, hitting my clit at the perfect angle, and I jolt, kicking a foot back in surprise.

He chuckles against my clit. “Keep your feet on the floor, princess, or I’ll have to tie you up.”

“Oh, God.”

His laughter vibrates against my pussy. “My girl likes that idea. Noted, baby girl. Noted. Now stop distracting me, I’m trying to focus on my meal.”

Using his thumbs, he spreads my lips and starts to lick and suck like his entire life depends on it. I cry out and wiggle against his mouth every time he scrapes his teeth over my sensitive nub.

He lowers one of his hands, and a second later, I hear a cap pop open. I yelp when cold liquid drips onto my asshole. Bash quickly starts massaging it in, gently probing my tight hole with his finger.

“Relax, baby. Breathe for me.”

I focus on his instructions instead of the strange intrusion, and with each breath I take, he presses his finger in a bit more. When he starts moving it in and out, the slight burning sensation turns into pleasure. He flicks my clit several times, then sucks, all in perfect rhythm.

“Daddy! Oh! Oh!”

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