Page 47 of Cruel King


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His hand circled my throat, and my eyes dilated with need.

“Good girl.”

My body melted at those words. From anyone else, I would have laughed in their face and bucked from the depravity. But coming from Gavin, it felt like a compliment. Like I should be pleased that he had called me a good girl.

I was more than pleased. I was willing to do whatever it took to hear those words again.

Then, Gavin started moving. A long draw out that had me trembling with need before a hard, quick thrust deep inside me again. I cried out every time he pushed back in. He increased the pressure on my throat, which only increased the pressure I squeezed on his cock. And everything went fuzzy at the edges. Everything contracting and tightening and begging for another release.

He leaned forward to brush his lips against my ear. “You’re going to come for me again.”

It wasn’t a question.

“Please.”

He smiled too that time. That lovely Gavin smile. “You asked nicely.” As if he couldn’t believe it.

He withdrew and pushed in harder and faster. His tempo turning almost brutal. He grunted, and I could tell he was close too. Then, he threw back his head and cried out in satisfaction as he emptied himself in me. I came at the same time, shuddering with relief.

His hand gently released from my neck, and he bent down to trace kisses across the spots he’d been holding.

“You were perfect,” he breathed.

“Fuck.”

He laughed. “Yes.”

He moved out of me, discarded the condom, and then returned to the bed. After I cleaned up, I crawled into bed, and he tugged me tight against his chest.

The silence was peaceful. As if I’d been sleepwalking for so long and I was suddenly in a daydream.

“Whit.”

“Hmm?”

“We’re going to have to talk about this,” he said into my shoulder.

I stiffened, but he stroked my back until I relaxed again. “Not tonight. But sometime.”

I bit my lip. And didn’t answer.

The last thing I wanted was to talk about the past and figure out a future. Those things sounded terrifying. I just wanted to live in this moment right now. No past or future. Just the present.

“Whit?”

“Okay,” I whispered softly.

“Good girl,” he repeated again against my shoulder. His breathing already evening out as he fell into a heavy sleep.

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GAVIN

Iwoke up with a head between my legs.

I’d fallen asleep naked, and already, I could feel my cock swelling. A hand was stroking it up and down. And it certainly wasn’t mine.

After a moment, that hand was replaced by a mouth, and I came suddenly, forcefully awake.

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