Page 36 of Queen of Ruin

Oddly, a look of disbelief crosses his face.

“Are you not used to a woman calling the shots?” I slide my hands up further, following the lines of muscle and warmth until the crook of my thumbs rests an inch from where his cock stands proudly. “Scared I might hurt myself?”

He nods quickly, eyes wide. “A little. Yeah.”

“Do you trust me that I know my limit?”

Diego squints. “Uhm… you’re asking me an important question while you’re naked on your knees with your hands inches from my cock. I can’t think.”

“It’s the perfect situation where honesty prevails. I know what I’m doing and I know what I want.” And that’s to feel something other than emptiness, pain, and despair. I don’t care if it’s not healthy, I don’t care if it’ll make things awkward in the morning. All I care about is the handsome man I have a crush on, who has saved my life and cared for me, is naked with his cock hard from a kiss, and I want nothing more than to completely smother myself in everything he has to offer.

“I trust you,” Diego murmurs, resting one hand back on the bed. “But⁠—”

I don’t care for more words. As soon as he takes another breath to speak, I surge forward and close my lips around the crown of his cock, effectively rendering him silent.

He grunts softly and his other hand flies to the back of my head, but it remains low near my neck like a comforting weight rather than an insistent pressure.

Down and down I sink, taking inch after inch into my mouth until he’s touching the back of my throat and a reflexive gag rolls through my body. Already, a noise of concern drifts down from above, so I force Diego to shut up once more by bobbing my head and taking him into my throat. Then I swallow.

“Holy shit!” A soft, needy whine rises from him and his fingers flex on the back of my neck.

Keeping one hand on his thigh, I graze my nails along his other thigh until his balls bump against my knuckles, then I cup them in my palm.

This is… easy. Each whimper and groan from Diego feeds the lust burning inside me and calms my mind in the strangest way. It’s like the simplicity of carnal desire is finally giving me a moment’s peace, and I don’t want it to end. Warmth beads between my legs, my heart flutters and picks up speed, and each downward bob of my mouth makes Diego moan in such a soft way that I can almost feel my heartbeat in my core.

I want him to moan like that when he comes, when he’s inside me and lost to the pleasure. I want those amazing hands back on my body, forcing me to relax and holding me down as if I’m unbreakable. I want to feel pleasure, sweat on my skin, and Diego’s rabbit-fast heartbeat against my palm.

I want it all.

“Wait!” Diego cries out suddenly. “I’m gonna⁠—”

His warning is likely out of some form of politeness, but I ignore it, hollow my cheeks, and sink down until the crown of his cock nestles in my throat.

Holding my breath, I suck as hard as I can, and his balls tighten up against my palm. Whatever else he says ends in a trembling, low groan while his cock twitches against my tongue and cum spills down my throat.

The slightly earthy scent of him mingles with the saltiness of his release, and I drink it all down while my core throbs, aching for attention. No sooner has the last spurt spilled down my throat than Diego’s gently pulling me off his cock.

His length slips from my lips with a soft, wet pop and I gasp for air.

Suddenly, his lips crash down against mine, and I’m swept off the floor like I weigh nothing. He’s equally careful when he lays me down on the bed, and when he breaks the kiss, I glimpse such a look of adoration on his face that my entire heart throbs like it’s been punched.

I almost feel undeserving of such a look.

“Valentina,” Diego says huskily, nudging his nose against mine and then kissing me. “Don’t get me wrong. I want to fuck you so badly, fuck you like you deserve, but this?” His rough fingertips drift too close to my freshly stitched wound. “Dangerous.”

A whine bubbles in my throat as I fight to find my voice after his orgasm, but he kisses me again and the urge dies in my mind.

“So I’ll come as close as I can, as safe as I can, alright?” Those are his last words. He kisses me deeply, cradling the side of my face with his hand, then he sweeps off down my body and litters a path of small, sensual kisses and sharp little bites that are too soft to be painful.

By the time he buries his face between my thighs, my body sings, hot and needy from the path he’s left, with every kiss spot aching at the loss of his mouth. He loops both his hands around underneath my thighs and grips me tightly, pulling me snugly against his mouth, and he buries his face against my pussy.

The first swipe of his tongue through my slick, aching folds makes me jolt and gasp, tossing my head back and forth on the pillow. My toes curl, my abdomen flexes, and the building warmth in my core turns to lava because once he starts, he doesn’t stop. His devilish tongue is just as firm as his fingers, dancing over my clit and down through my lips to my entrance, where he dips his tongue lightly inside, then returns to my clit.

Flat strokes where his nose catches on my mouth and the tickle of his breath brushes against my most sensitive spot, to hard flicks of his tongue and the pleasant burn of his facial hair against my inner thigh. Not once does he back away, not once does he pause his attention, not once does he go any deeper inside me than a flick of his tongue. Soft suckles against my clit melt into more shapes across my clit than I can keep track of, but eventually, Diego seems to learn.

I react harder to suction than mere friction, and my clit is much more sensitive than any other spot. Sweat gleams down my body, my heart races, and I twist one fist so tightly into the sheets that I almost cut off circulation to my thumb. We rock back and forth, I twist left and then right, my toes curl so hard my calf almost cramps, and Diego eats me all the way to an intense orgasm that has me screaming as I come.

I don’t care who hears. I don’t even care what I sound like. It’s exhilarating to feel something else, something good for once.