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I’d always enjoyed partaking in eye candy, but this man was something special. His broad shoulders gave way to muscular arms that I knew had been sculpted by his job, not by days spent in the gym. I allowed my eyes to feast, slowly lowering them to his chiseled abs and the deep V leading into his cargo pants.
He advanced again, the same wry smile on his face as he unfastened my shorts, yanking them past my hips, almost ripping my panties away. I kicked out of them, immediately reaching for his belt, fighting to jerk the thick leather free of the buckle. He chuckled in a dark and dangerous tone before yanking the belt free.
I rubbed my fingers down his chest, marveling at the way his muscles felt under my fingertips. There was such kinetic energy between us, words were unnecessary. This was nothing but two people needing a release and I had no illusions of grandeur. He wasn’t my type, and I wasn’t his, but the joy of forgetting the hell I’d been forced through and what we would continue to face was more powerful than any level of fear.
When he wrapped his hand around the front of my throat, rubbing his thumb back and forth across my lips, the wave of vibrations dancing through me was even more powerful than before.
He slipped the belt between my legs, pressing the thick leather against my swollen pussy lips. As soon as he did, the sensations became overwhelming, my entire body trembling.
As he pressed the strap in even deeper, several moans rushed past my lips. His eyes pierced mine as he rubbed it up and down until the friction was almost too much to bear. I was forced to grasp his shoulder, my body swaying as the sensations increased, driving me close to a raging orgasm. He watched my every move, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
When he dragged me to the very precipice, he pulled back, pulling the belt to his nose and taking a deep whiff. “You’re very wet.”
I dug my nails into his shoulder, my legs shaking. As soon as I reached for his button and zipper, he shook his head.
“I want to touch you.”
“You’re not in control. Not now. Not ever. That’s something for you to keep in mind.”
His powerful voice sent ripples of the most intense longing through every cell and muscle.
“Stick out your tongue.”
I obeyed him without question, surprised when he rubbed the slickened belt across my tongue. The taste of my wetness kept the shivers skittering throughout, the very core of my system heated to the point my skin was dancing from the flames. There was such an intense look on his face, his hooded, dark eyes able to search right through me.
When he was satisfied, he jerked my wrists together as he’d done before, only this time wrapping the belt around them, fastening the buckle, leaving me unable to fight him. Now he could do anything he wanted.
“Stay right there, sweetheart.”
I watched as he cleared the table before he removed his boots, returning his full attention to me. My mouth watered all over again when he lowered his pants, exposing his long, thick cock. The tip was purple, the veins on both sides pulsing, his balls hanging low between his muscular thighs. I had no doubt he could hear me moaning from the sight of him. He was rugged and stunning, his smile an indication he was appreciative of my admiration.
My body was swaying as he took long strides in my direction, gathering me into his arms, easing me down on the table.
“Now I feast.” His statement was so guttural and deep that I wasn’t certain what he’d said at first. Until he lifted and opened my legs, pushing them against the table. There was something extremely sinful about the way he dragged the chair closer, making himself comfortable before rolling the rough pads of his fingers along the insides of my thighs.
I closed my eyes, suddenly embarrassed by what was happening. I’d never been this forward with any man, let alone one I barely knew. That’s what made this so delicious. As a warm flush crept up both sides of my neck to my chin, I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out. His touch was gentle, yet I had a feeling this was just the beginning.
He continued his exploration, rolling his fingers down my stomach, teasing my clit by rolling the tip of one around just once. When I started to close my legs involuntarily, he pushed them down again, immediately smacking my pussy lips several times.
“Keep them wide open for me.”
I squealed from the slice of pain, biting my lip again to try to keep quiet. I sensed he was enjoying teasing me, rolling his thumbs up and down the length of my pussy, blowing several swaths of hot air along my slickened folds. There was no sense in struggling with my bindings, but I couldn’t help myself, twisting my fisted hands until the leather creaked from my actions.
Viper’s low growl was another reminder that he had absolute control over me and the moment he dragged his tongue around my clit, I shuddered. He continued to taunt me, swirling the tip around the tender tissue several times then pulling back, smacking my pussy another few times. The combination of pain and pleasure was incredible, pushing me to a moment of bliss. I’d never experienced anything like this before, my body craving the dichotomy, my hunger roaring off the charts.
He chuckled then used his fingers to spread my pussy lips open, thrusting his tongue inside my tight channel.
“Oh, God. Yes.” I tossed my head back and forth as he wiggled his tongue, lapping up my cream.
After a few seconds, he pulled away, rubbing his mouth against my thigh. When he plunged two fingers inside, I jerked up from the table, gasping several times.
“You’re a bad man. So bad.” I tried to look down at him, my heart racing from the small amount of pleasure.
“Yes, I am,” he murmured, his eyes half closed. As he added two more fingers, flexing all four open, I eased back against the table. He pumped hard and fast, driving me to the very edge of a giant wave before pulling back.
“I can’t…”
His answer was to bury his face in my pussy, immediately thrusting his tongue inside. He continued driving his fingers into my wetness, but every action became controlled, almost as if he was moving in slow motion. I lolled my head to the side, reveling in the sensations, panting as small waves of pleasure threatened to take control.
