“You intend on being a brat, I see.” I squeezed harder, trying to gain some semblance of control though a snarl curled my lips.
Her finger emerged from those silky lips with a loud pop. “I thought you had somewhere to be.” Everything about her dared me to do something about it. Vivien never learned her lesson about toying with Death.
“I do, but I always have time to punish a brat. Don’t make me teach you a lesson.” I stalked to where she sat on the couch, towering over her.
This time, her middle finger disappeared into her mouth in a slow taunting movement.
Before she could mouth off another smart thing, I commanded her with my power, “On your knees.”
Surprise flickered in her eyes, even as she obeyed my direction in a quick, jerky movement.
The silk boxers slid down my thighs with a whisper of fabric and her top flew over her head, leaving her perfect breasts bare.
The next command came without words. Her finger fell from her mouth as she replaced it with my hard length. That hot, sinful mouth swallowed me over and over, farther down each time, until she took me to the base. My head fell back, and I grasped her silken hair, fighting for that thin shred of control I had left.
I was pushing my luck. Vivien very well might kick my ass after this, but she’d been a brat, and I said I’d teach her a lesson.
She looked up at me from under her eyelashes, desire and triumph blazing in her eyes. Her lips curled up as much as they could, as if she had won. I wasn’t sure if she was winning, but I’d make sure no one lost in this game.
My hips bucked hard, when her guttural moan vibrated around me. She knew exactly what that did to me. Then she added that impossible trick with her tongue to the mix. The little devil.
I sent another command, and her hand tweaked her own nipple. A sound half protest, half pleasure emitted from her throat.
With a mere thought, a bead of my power formed, and I sent it to her neglected breast. The bit of heat danced around her sensitive tip, until it drew impossible tight. She gasped. Then I sent the hot bead skittering down along the split of her lower lips, in delicate, fleeting sweeps.
Her ass wriggled and bucked, her moans loud and pleading. Though her mouth was full, she was begging me. I knew exactly what she wanted. For me to fill her aching, wet pussy. Without words, she was begging me to slide my hard dick into her and fuck with abandon.
My release came hard and fast, without warning. With a guttural growl, my fingers gripped her hair as my knees threatened to buckle. She greedily swallowed, making sounds that could split me in two.
I immediately dropped the power I held over her. When Vivien pulled back, she pouted at me, though there was still that sparkle of mischief in her eye. She was already thinking of some way to get back at me for that little stunt.
I couldn’t wait to find out how.
My thumb brushed over the corner of her mouth, like she had earlier. “Nowyou can clean up that wicked mouth of yours.” I leaned down and replaced my thumb with my lips for a quick kiss. Then I headed toward the bedroom to change.
“Really?” She shouted after me. “You’re just going to walk away after that? Leave me all…melty and wanty here?”
I turned around in time to see her gesture to her nether regions. She’d stripped off her shorts, and I could see her sex and thighs glistening with need.
“I am very busy and important and have somewhere to be,” I said, doing my best to suppress my smile.
Her pout morphed into a full scowl. I’d made my dirty girl angry.
Vivien stormed past me into our bedroom.
With an overly dramatic sigh, I said, “Well, I guess I can multitask while I’m at work.”
She turned to me with her arms crossed, at the edge of our bed.
I reached out with my power and grabbed her, though we were several feet apart. “You want me to take care of you, baby?” I drew out the last word. Already, I was lighting up her nerve endings with heat and pleasure. Her eyes turned glassy and her mouth parted, as she went limp.
With only a slight push, she fell back onto the bed. Leaning over her, but without actually touching her, my breath fanned out over her lips. This time I sent a bead of power to each pink peak of her breasts, while three danced wildly along her swollen pussy and tapped at her bright red clit. She jerked, eyes fluttering.
My hand curved around her elegant neck, letting her know who was in charge right now. “You are going to lie here for me, and you won’t get up until you’ve come. Ten. Times.” Her lids flew up at that, eyes trying and failing to focus on me as sensation rioted through her. “You won’t get up until these sheets are soaked, and your throat is hoarse from screaming.” I pressed the command into her body, then dropped a lingering kiss on that seductive pearl at the crest of her sex before standing up. “Have fun.”
She cried out behind me, her knees shaking as she came.
“One,” I counted out loud, laughing, even as I disappeared into the bathroom to shower and get off to work.
