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Her brow furrowed. “But I can’t.”
“You can if you want more.”
She grunted. “Control freak.”
I didn’t argue, just thrust my thumb into her slit and pressed it up against the front wall of her pussy.
“You saying you don’t like the control freak in me?” I taunted as she groaned, her back arching as her head fell back, exposing her throat.
I was going to bite that pale cream silk later on. Mark it so that when she looked in the mirror tomorrow, she'd remember this moment.
Clenching my jaw, I dipped down and pressed an open kiss to her clit. Sucking on it, I speared my thumb upward again, just waiting for her hips to rock. The second they did, I pulled back.
“Stay still, Aoife,” I commanded.
A hiss escaped her. “Then stop doing that!”
I rubbed my thumb inside her. “You really mean that?”
“N-No,” she whimpered, and that noise sank into my fucking bones.
“Eyes on me, baby,” I demanded next, watching as she carefully lowered herself to the piano—I bet it hurt her elbows—and then raised her head by hooking one arm behind it.
With her head angled down now, she gave me her attention.
“You look away, I stop. You move, I stop. You tell me when you’re about to come. Agreed?”
She nodded, and even in the candlelight, I saw her pupils dilate.
“Words, Aoife.”
“Yes, Finn,” she whispered, licking her lips.
Eyes locked on hers, I lowered my head and sucked on her clit as I rubbed her G-spot. I watched her gaze turn blurry, watched the muscles in her throat work, saw the tension in her body as she remained as still as could be.
One particularly hard suck had her legs jerking upward to clap around my ears.
I pulled back.
“No!” she cried. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
“You broke the rules,” I chided, removing my thumb from her slit.
“No! It hurt too good,” she mewled nonsensically. “Please, I’ll be better. I’ll be better!”
I arched a brow at her and ordered, “Take off your cami.”
Her hands snapped to the waistline and she eased herself upright then dragged it off. When her tits were exposed, I saw her puckered nipples and teased one with my wet thumb.
“How wet are you now?”
“Five,” was her immediate answer.
I grunted as I dipped down to suckle on her nipple. As I pinched the tip between my teeth, her hands came up to hold me in place even as she yelped with pain. I soothed the discomfort with my tongue then moved up and over.
Nails digging into my scalp, she snapped her legs around my waist again as I began to kiss her throat. I raked the skin with my teeth then palpated the flesh with my tongue.
Only when she was arching into me did I bite her. Hard enough to leave the mark I wanted, hard enough for her to hiss in my ear. She didn’t pull away though.
