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My legs won’t stop twitching, my heartbeat sending the frantic movements through my body, making my toes tingle and my freaking scalp sizzle.
My clit flares as he somehow picks up speed, flickering his tongue against me, my clit feeling like it’s swelling to twice its normal size.
He growls through the movements, maybe sensing how close I am.
Soaked pressure swells in my sex, close to my hole like there’s a balloon full of starlight just waiting to explode and cascade through me.
“Oh—oh,” I moan, but I can’t say anything else.
My words cut off and something animalistic takes their place, my choked half-cries filling the room, rising to the round ceiling as I pump my hips against his face.
“That’s right,” Ryland growls. “Fucking work those hips. I can taste how close you are.”
I grind up and down, and he licks with superhuman speed, my clit flaring and becoming even more engorged.
Then everything seems to pause.
It’s like the world stops spinning, and only this moment exists.
The pressure explodes and my whole body judders and vibrates, my thighs closing around his head, trapping his face close to my sex.
He licks me faster, harsher, firmer, and I’m left completely at his mercy. All I can do is quake as the pleasure barrels through me at a hundred miles per hour, the wetness seeping out of me in euphoric waves.
“Oh my God,” I pant, growing slack on the table. “That was…”
I trail off when he stands up, reaching down for his belt.
His silver eyes are glassy, as though the beast inside of him has completely taken over now.
“I need to feel your wet hole,” he growls, pulling his belt loose and letting it drop to the floor with a metallic clatter. “I need—”
“Wait,” I say, sitting up quickly, shaking my head.
He steps back as though I’ve struck him.
“What’s wrong?” he says, letting his hands fall away from his trouser button.
“I… I want it, Ryland.”
“I know you do,” he snarls. “I can see that. I can taste that. I can smell that. So what’s wrong?”
I stand and walk over to the nearest bookshelf, pulling down the hem of my skirt, letting my eyes move over the spines of the books.
My heartbeat slams achingly in my chest, threatening to crack my rib cage and leave me feeling more vulnerable than I already do.
“You’ll think less of me,” I whisper. “It will ruin everything.”
He stalks up behind me, breathing like a wild animal, barely containing his desire.
“What is it, Rosie?” he snarls.
I sigh, letting my head drop.
I know this is the end.
“I’m a virgin, Ryland,” I whisper.
Chapter Ten
Ryland
I stare at my woman, my eyes moving over the shape of her ass in her maid’s outfit. The frilly white hem drives me insane, just about low enough to reveal the thick lusciousness of her thighs.
Wetness glistens against those captivating legs of hers, the same wetness that covers my lips, her taste moving through me in animal song.
My seed roars as the helm of my cock pushes against my zipper, trying to burst free.
The word virgin – spoken in her captivatingly shy voice – causes more tension to flood into my balls, making me feel as though they could blow at any second.
She looked like a gift as she lay on the table, her legs spread wide, her perfect pink hole beckoning me closer.
I was so ready to pull out my hungry cock and drive into that sweet hole, to push deeper and deeper until I’d driven into her up to the hilt.
I knew she’d cream for me again when I fucked her hard, lifting her from the table and cradling her to my chest.
She’s a virgin.
She’s never been touched by anybody before.
She belongs to me completely.
“I’m sorry,” she says quietly, with her back turned, as if she’s unwilling or unable to look at me. “I know this changes things.”
“It changes nothing,” I snap.
“What?” she says, glancing at me over her shoulder.
More spirals of her hair have come loose, messy, and enthralling around her flushed red face.
“I can’t talk to you when I feel like this. Get on your knees.”
She bites her lip, but she does as she’s told, turning to me and slowly lowering herself.
I stare down at her. At this angle, her breasts are even more glorious, big round tempting bulbs of flesh.
There’s so much of her, so much to be enthralled by, to be tempted by.
It’s like everything about her has been created to fit my perfect fantasy.
“Show me those tits,” I snap.
She moans as she reaches up – looking up at me with those stunning eyes all the while – and pulls down the front of the maid’s outfit.
Her breasts spill free magnificently, her nipples pink and hard. Beautiful veins move across the fleshy landscape of her breasts, making her seem vivacious and even more alluring.
“Push them together,” I growl. “Play with them. Beg me to come on them.”
