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“No, you can’t come yet, beautiful.”
“What?” He was being cruel.
“Hold it. I want you to come on my cock.”
“I can’t…” Sookie grabbed his hand and forced it to stop. She was so close, she’d explode if he stroked her once more.
Ethan kissed her on the neck. “You’re so tight, baby. I’m not sure if you can take me. My cock is much bigger than my fingers.”
“Are you bragging?”
His laser-focus gaze skewered her in amused surprise. “It’s the truth.”
“Then prove it.”
“Little minx. I’m going to make you eat your words.”
She heard a nervous laughter but it was coming from her.
He pulled his fingers; his arrogant smirk never left his handsome face. He licked his juice-coated fingers clean. “Mmm…I knew you’d taste as good as you look.”
She didn’t know about that but that compliment was flattering nevertheless.
“Don’t believe me?” Ethan seemed to read her mind. “Here, suck it.”
She obeyed before her mind registered what her body did. He thrust his fingers into her mouth and ordered her to taste her own juice. Tear-tasted flavor filled her mouth. So, this is what it tasted like, she marveled. Not like she ever was morbidly curious about the taste of her own femininity. She didn’t even own a sex toy. Her sex life of late was as not-gonna-happen as a blizzard in the Sahara.
That predatory gaze of his studied her reaction. “Good girl. Suck it harder. Just like that. More.”
Something weird blossomed in her chest. She didn’t know why that praise made her happy. Here she was, naked on Ethan’s lap, sucking on his fingers like a new pup trying to please its master.
Ethan fumbled with his belt and zipper with his free hand. When Sookie wanted to help him, he barked at her, “Eyes front, Susan. Don’t look anywhere but my face.”
“Mmm…” she replied. His fingers were still in her mouth. She guessed he didn’t want her to see his dick or something. But she still could touch him, yes?
But before she could do anything else, Ethan pulled out his fingers from her mouth and lifted her from his lap to his desk. With a sweep of his arm, he cleared the surface of clutter where he was working. Papers, books and writing para
phernalia hit the floor with a heavy thud.
Sookie wrapped her arms around him. Her lips were a hairbreadth away from his. She could feel his heart beating thunder-fast, matching her own. Heat and musk permeated from him—a signature male scent. It made her heady with anticipation of what delicious, salacious things he’d do to her.
He brushed his lips against hers but didn’t kiss. Then, she felt it. A blunt tip against her pussy lips. She instinctively unwound her arms to reach it to say hello, but Ethan told her to stay still.
“Look into my eyes and feel it,” he said.
She settled with clutching his shoulders. He teased his cocktip against the seam of her sex and onto her wet opening. He seemed to have no intention of penetrating her soon. He was just…teasing. Teasing. And more teasing. Soon she got so frustrated she had to beg.
“Ethan, please…”
He only grunted. “Are you sure you ready?”
“I am, please. Ethan, please.”
“Hmm.”
He held his cock in such a way she could only feel but not participate—the wicked game he was playing on her at this very moment. The crown of his cock glided around her opening, the folds of her sex and the nub of her clit. Sookie shivered. She couldn’t stand being teased there. It was her weakness—her kryptonite. She became even wetter. And freaking frustrated.
“Ethan!”
