Page 56 of Too Broken to Love

Threading his fingers through her hair, he held her in place with light pressure. He didn’t move a muscle. He stood as still as a tracker eyeing his target and let her set the pace as she ghosted her lips over impossibly soft skin and grooved ridges.

His whole body convulsed on a moan. “Jesus, Tessa.”

She gripped his thigh and held fast to the strong, controlled man she held the power to electrify.

Coarse hair tickled her palm. The robe slid from her shoulders. With barely a shrug, she let the silky material fall down her arms and pool around her waist. Cool air at her back pebbled her nipples as she brushed her breasts against his thighs.

A curse and her name, slow and primal, cascaded around her like the water dripping from his shoulders. His hold in her hair tightened. His thighs shook, but his hips didn’t move. Instead, he cursed deeper.

Hungrier.

She leaned back as much as his grip would allow and lifted her gaze. Sweat dripped over the deep crease between his drawn eyebrows. A muscle pulsed in his cheek. His jaw tightened and his lips pressed together as he swallowed.

The potent knowledge that he fought his desire so she could stay in control summoned tears to her eyes.

It also awakened a wicked ache.

Biting her lip because she knew it drove him wild, she grasped him at the base of his erection. With a grin she hoped felt as salacious on his cock as it felt in her soul, she pulled him into her mouth, all the way until he hit the back of her throat.

“Holy shit, Tessa.”

She gagged. Tears leaked from her eyes. God, he was big and thick, but she wouldn’t retreat.

He jerked his hips back. “Tessa, baby, let’s take it easy and⁠—"

“No.” Her refusal murmured around his cock as she grabbed his perfect ass with both hands.

She didn’t want gentle.

She wanted him to tell her, to show her what to do, to treat her as savagely as his need.

“Jesus, Tessa.” He tightened his fist in her hair.

Pleasure and pain danced on her scalp. The two merged into unfiltered desire where he gave the orders, but she controlled the mission.

Gasping, hungering for more of his raw, rugged taste, she sucked in a gulp of air and gazed up at him. With a soft moan, she flattened her tongue against the underside of his cock and tested his control.

He jerked against her lips. “You want this little thief? You want all of me?” He pushed her hand away with a hiss and gripped himself. “You pinch my leg hard if you need me to stop. If you don’t, I’m taking everything you’re willing to give. Understand?”

A smirk to rival the cockiest one he’d ever shot her way curved up from his jaw.

He let go of her hair and pressed his finger into her mouth. “Open for me.”

Gathering her hair into a ponytail, he held her in place as she opened her lips. A deep, rhythmic pleasure pulsed on her tongue as he fed her his cock, inch by rigid, glorious inch. He hit the back of her throat without mercy. She welcomed the invasion.

“Christ, Tessa, your mouth was made for me.” He double-fisted her hair. “I love how you make my cock disappear through your lips like a pretty little thief. Now suck what you stole.”

She did. She sucked him like she masterminded how to use her tongue, her lips, and her hands on his ass and his balls to drive him to the edge of insanity.

“This is what I was thinking about when you walked in. My pretty little thief on her knees, at my feet, and so fucking beautiful. Is that what you wanted when you came in here? To see me unravel thinking about the gorgeous woman I inherited?”

She hummed around his length, her panties as wet as the shower floor from his dirty, decadent praise.

“Is this what you wanted, Tessa? To watch me break into a million pieces for you?” He pulled his hips back until only the head of his cock remained inside her swollen lips. “Relax your throat.”

She had no idea how to do that and didn’t have time to try. A sharp pump of his hips cut off her breath, but she didn’t tap out. Instead, she welcomed the tears that leaked onto her cheeks as he thrust into her mouth like it was her pussy.

Moaning, her heart racing like danger chased close behind, she cupped his balls and charged into a silent plea for more.