Page 97 of The Darkest King


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Tossing my shirt, I reach for my pants, but her hands are on my pecs, sliding down my chest, and she’s starts undoing my belt.

“I want control,” Mia says.

“No,” I reply firmly as my pants fall to the floor.

“Commando.” Mia smiles, wrapping her hand around my swelling cock. Then she licks her lips.

“Don’t play with me,” I warn her. “If you want to suck it, get on your knees.”

The smile may have gone from her mouth, but I see it in her eyes. She’s testing me, pushing the barriers to see how far I will let her go.

Not far.

Slowly, she crouches and licks the tip of my member, settling on her knees. I twitch in her hand, wanting more of her hot wet tongue. She darts out and swirls around the end.

More teasing.

“Mia,” I warn, tempted to grip her head and take what I want. Yet I find this side of her sexy as fuck, and it’s turning me on.

With a flicker of those long lashes, she wraps around the entire head and she sucks, releasing it with a pop.

Jesus fucking Christ. It’s like I love torture.

I let out a groan while she takes me down deeper. Then again, over and over, until suddenly, I’m deep in her wet hot mouth, and she’s working me hard and fast.

I throw back my head and groan, one hand palmed on the shower wall, letting her have all she wants. My thighs are spread, and a beautiful woman is on her knees, sucking my cock. Life is feeling pretty fucking great right now.

Heat zips down my spine as I get close. I drop my head and slide my fingers through her long dark hair, gripping and taking control.

“I’m going to come down your throat, hard,” I grind out, and her eyes tell me to do it.

I wasn’t asking.

“Good fucking girl.” Both hands on her head, I stroke her mouth, and almost immediately, my hot seed spills as I throw my head back. When Mia gags, I release her head and start stroking my cock, covering her lips and breasts.

As if marking her.

I gaze down at her, my semen dripping from her lips, and it fucks with my head. I want to own this woman every way possible for the rest of my...

Stop.

Snapping me out of that insane thinking, Mia stands and removes her bra, then her panties, and steps under the water.

I’m still fucking recovering. And not done yet.

Following her into the shower like a rabid animal, I take her by the hips and lift her onto the built-in shower seat.

“Hey, ohhhhh,” she purrs when my fingers go straight to her pussy, finding the creamy moisture I’m after.

I lick my fingers, then claim her mouth.

“Taste yourself,” I say, and she moans against my lips.

Rubbing her clit, I kiss her again, as if it’s the last time I ever will, until she’s rocking against my fingers, wanting more.

“You going to marry me, Mia?” I ask, my mouth moving along her jaw. “You going to let me fuck you however I want and make you mine?”

What am I saying?

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