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He kneels in front of my face, grasping his hard cock with both hands. “You’ll finish what you started.”
I gulp, eyeing him carefully. “I thought you said I was manipulating you—why would you want me to finish?”
“Because you’ll be doing it on my terms.” He pushes the crown against my lips; it’s dripping with pre-cum. “Open.”
I don’t.
If I do, this moment will be over.
Everything will be.
For a second, I just watch him: his perfect abs, the tattoos snaking along his shoulders, and the somber shadow covering his features. It’s lust and something else I can’t recognize.
He lies down on his side so his cock is in my face and his naked, hard body is glued to my front.
“Open. That. Mouth.” There’s so much authority in his tone, so much…masculinity.
Sure, I can resist him, but it’s completely useless at this point. It’s the same as resisting myself, and the meeting with the detective, I can’t deal with that.
I part my lips and take him inside, using my hand to direct the pace.
Small sounds slip out from the back of my throat when he lets me bring him to pleasure. This time, he doesn’t interfere. He lets me control the pace, sucking him as I see fit.
If possible, he hardens further in my mouth. I can’t get enough of having him like this.
I can’t get enough of having him all to myself.
Just when I’m about to pick up the pace, a hot wet tongue licks me from the base to the top of my clit.
I gasp around his cock, a full-body shudder going through me.
Holy shit. That feels so good.
He does it again, and I clench, thinking I’ll come from that sensation alone.
“Who told you to stop?” He speaks against my sensitive folds as his finger teases my entrance.
He thrusts his tongue into my opening, going in and out of me.
My eyes roll to the back of my head. Pleasure hums underneath the surface, threatening to sweep me under.
I battle against the sensation building inside me while trying to suck him as hard and deep as he’s doing to me.
His tongue thrusts in and out of me with relentless urgency that turns me boneless. He teases my clit with his thumb, sending jolts of pleasure through me.
“Fuck,” he grunts against my hypersensitive skin. “You taste like sweet torture.”
My only answer is a moan around his dick. Tingles take over my limbs and I know I’m close…so freaking close.
So I lick and nibble and suck on his cock as hard as I can.
I want to bring him what he brings me.
I want him to be swept away, too.
But most of all, I want him to forgive me.
The wave hits me so suddenly. One moment, I’m getting lost in him, and the next, I’m right in the middle of a storm.
