I reached for him, the struggle only frustrating me. But that didn’t last long. He drove his tongue in beside his fingers, creating a perfectly orchestrated dance that was driving me crazy.
Panting, I slapped my hands on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as wild colors floated across my field of vision. “Yes. Yes. Yes…”
He pulled away briefly, blowing another swath of hot air before concentrating on what he was doing.
Feasting.
Licking.
Pushing me right to the perfect moment where I lost all sense of control.
The climax hit every muscle and synapse hard, jerking me up from the bed. “Oh!”
There was no stopping the man, every sound a deep growl as he continued feasting, pushing me into a giant wave.
I lost all sense of feeling in my legs, all pleasure drifting directly into my pussy.
With my hand over my face, I allowed several sweet moans to escape. I was vaguely aware he’d moved, incapable of thinking so there wasn’t a chance I could see anything in front of me. Not even a little bit. But I tried, lifting my head. When reality settled in, I pushed myself onto my elbows.
Viper was standing only a few feet away, staring down at me with completely hooded eyes while unfastening his jeans. His lips glistened from where he’d eaten me, and I smiled at the filthy moment. When he realized I was looking, paying close attention to what he was doing, he offered a tilt of his head in a way that screamed what he had planned.
Defiling me in the worst ways and I was all for it.
But he was taking his sweet time, driving me crazy. I didn’t think the man had a teasing bone in his body, so grumpy and gruff that he wasn’t too likable.
While I was still trying to catch my breath, he peeled his jeans away, slipping his fingers under the dense material. Then he waited, not moving at all. Seconds passed.
Maybe a minute.
“What do you need, a tip?” I even managed to roll over, struggling but able to reach the nightstand where I’d tossed a few bills left from when I’d gotten coffee earlier in the week. After I tossed them in his direction, he shook his head as if I’d been a very naughty girl.
“I thought I was worth more,” he powered out.
“I guess we’ll see. You’ll need to prove it.”
“You are a one… bad girl.”
His laugh was entirely different, but he finally finished undressing. My first thought was that he’d gone commando and I was all for it, my entire body shaking from the delicious, tempting realization.
The second was that I’d been completely right about the size of his cock.
Magnificently huge.
As in crazy big, so large than I doubted it would fit into my tight pussy. But I certainly didn’t mind him trying.
As his expression hardened, his eyes glistening and a much darker color, I was completely mesmerized by the man and the way he was looking at me. No other guy in my life had reacted so strongly. Not one.
I felt like a queen if only for a day.
After stretching, he moved closer, rubbing his hands down his chest. With one knee on the bed, he planted his hands on either side of me, taking his sweet time to lower his head. The kiss was barely there, merely allowing me to taste myself on him.
When he pulled away again, I could tell by the new spark in his eye that he was up to something. I was surprised when he sat down on the bed, even more so when he pulled me into his lap.
“What do you have in mind, big boy?” I asked.
He tilted his head, lightly brushing his fingers down my spine. “Fucking you. What do you think?” I had a feeling he was just proving how strong he was. “I need to prove my worth, now don’t I?”
As he swung me around, forcing my legs around his, I was even more delighted by his sudden playfulness. Maybe we both just needed to let go.
