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I dragged my nails across his red ass, and he let out the most gorgeous whimper. “Do you want more?”
He hesitated a moment before saying, “Fuck no.”
“Are you sure?”
I would punish him as long as he wanted me to. I would give him whatever he needed. I wanted to hurt him, but I wanted to take care of him. Damn, I was fucked up.
“Yes, please,” Devil begged. “I need…”
I jacked his cock, using a loose grip so all he got was a tease, not what he really needed. He worked his hips, pushing his cock through the circle of my fingers, trying to get more friction.
“Tell me what you need.”
“No, I…”
“It’s not as easy when the tables are turned, is it?”
“I need you to fuck me. I need your tongue in my ass. I need your cock. I need anything you want to give me. I just can’t stand not having you, not touching you. I missed you.”
The silence that came after those words seem to press down on both of us.
I undid the cuffs. His wrists were red where he’d struggled against them. I rubbed my thumbs over the marks after I laid the cuffs aside.
“I missed you too.”
For a moment, I could hardly breathe. Devil turned his head and looked at me. The emotion in his eyes made my chest tighten. I couldn’t fall for this man. I just… couldn’t.
“We’re going to try this again. Hold your sore ass open and don’t tell me how this is going to go or what you expect me to do. Keep your mouth closed and just feel.”
“Yes, Joe.” His voice was soft and uncertain, and I didn’t know what was hotter, hearing him like that or his voice when he was being fucking arrogant. I liked both sides of him, even though I didn’t want to like him at all.
But I did. And God help me I knew deep inside that I felt a hell of a lot more than like.
Devil sucked in his breath as he gripped his ass and pulled his cheeks apart.
I ran a finger slowly down his spine. “Remember, no talking.”
I licked his hole, getting it good and wet, then I pushed my tongue into him. He groaned as I kept going, tongue-fucking him, licking and biting at the tender flesh of his ass. He writhed and panted, but he didn’t speak. I hadn’t been sure he’d ever want anything enough to keep that fucking mouth of his closed.
His groans and cries grew louder and higher pitched the longer I kept going. I didn’t ever want to stop, not when I knew I could make him sound like that, but I was unraveling. If I kept going much longer, I’d come before I ever got inside him. I gave him one final slow lick before sitting back.
He turned and looked at me. I saw his need to question me in his eyes, but he didn’t speak. I slid a finger down his crack and over his perineum. “You were so good for me. I wonder if you can be that quiet while I split you open with my cock.”
“Fuck.” The word was barely a whisper.
“You better be able to, or I’ll have to stop.”
He glared at me, and the anger burning in his eyes only made me hotter. I reached down to stroke myself, but as I stared at his spit-slick hole, I realized I didn’t have lube or a condom with me. When I’d left my room to catch Devil, I’d expected to take him back there or to actually let my good sense take over and arrest him.
“I’m going to get a condom. I expect you to be in exactly this position when I get back. I started to push to my feet, but Devil reached for my arm. “Remember what I said earlier about you feeding me your cum as it dripped from my ass?”
Holy fuck. Had he been serious about that? “Devil, I—”
“Please. I know you think I’m reckless but not about this. I swear you’re safe with me.” He sounded desperate to convince me. I wanted to believe him because I needed to be inside him with no barriers between us.
“I’m so fucking far from safe with you, and you’re reckless as hell.” I grabbed his hair, yanking his head back and forcing him to look at me. “You’re a danger to yourself. That night on the roof you could have died.”
“I knew I could make it.”
“You were drunk.”
“Only a little. My buzz had worn off by then.”
He’d scared the fuck out of me that night. “It was a stupid fucking risk.”
“I needed it.”
“No, you didn’t.” I slapped his ass hard, and he moaned.
“I don’t need a fucking cop to take care of me. I just need you to pound my ass. I need to feel. I need—”
