Page 169 of Us Defiant Few

She trembled, gasping for air, feeling like she was floating on a cloud when he rose off the bed a lifetime later. A slight clanging echoed in her ears as he undid her bindings, and she couldn’t help but open her eyes.

Takeshi threw his clothes on the floor.

Her eyes trailed down his handsome face, past the veins in his muscular arms, down the ridges of his abs, down to the thick length between his legs.

He was a work of art. Finer than any artist could ever hope to capture.

And he was all hers.

Takeshi climbed onto the bed, lifting her so she was sitting upright with her back against the headboard.

“You remember we can stop anytime, right?” he asked in a low voice.

“Yes. But I don’t want to,” she whispered, the truth inherent in her veins as she grabbed his arms.

“Neither do I, Kanes.” His eyes gleamed. “Now open your mouth for me.”

She blinked as he stared at her, raising an eyebrow, waiting for her to obey. When she slightly parted her lips, Takeshi slid his finger between them, the same finger he’d had inside her.

“Suck,” he commanded.

She wrapped her lips around his finger pulling him deep into her mouth as she tasted the evidence of her arousal. Takeshi’s eyes flared as she sucked his finger farther in, taking everything he offered.

He pulled it out in the next second with a pop.

She grinned, relishing the challenge, craving more.

Takeshi lifted to his knees, his hard length inches from her face. Pre-cum already glistened at the tip. She swept her tongue over her lips, leaning forward when he gently—but assertively—pushed her back against the headboard.

“You have to be patient.” His voice was deeper than she’d ever heard it.

“I’m not known for patience.”

“Neither am I. But you’ll beg for it first.” His lip curved in a sexy grin as he obsessively watched every micro expression on her face.

She tilted her head, the charged back and forth making both of them more feral by the second. But she was growing impatient.

And went in for the kill.

“You’ll be waiting forever for me to beg. And if that’s the case, maybe I should find someone else to stick their—”

Takeshi thrust his cock between her lips, silencing her mid-sentence. She preened at her victory and sucked the entire length of him into her mouth, digging her nails into his muscular thighs for support.

He was throbbing.

Takeshi gently threaded his fingers through her hair, pushing farther in until he hit the back of her throat.

“You’re taking it so well,” he whispered.

His praise only fueled her determination to take everything he had to give. Takeshi had always been the steady one. Firmly in control. But the power of watching him unravel because of her? It was the most erotic thing she’d ever experienced.

He’d thought he was in charge.

But it was truly her.

His thighs were shaking, muscles clenched. She felt him swell in her mouth, and when she slightly gagged, he exploded, filling up the back of her throat.

And Khalani swallowed every drop.