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He growls, a frustrated sound. His hand leaves a trail of moisture as it abandons its work.
“May I lick my fingers clean, Petal?”
Oh!That’s hot. And dirty. Is it dirty? I’m not sure. It feels dirty. In the best, possible way. “Yes, Ben, but don’t take too long.”
I’m mesmerized as his tongue makes circles over his digits, taking away the shiny coating of my arousal. I guess Jud isn’t the only one who likes the way I taste, because Brawn purrs like a mountain lion with a ball of yarn the size of a Volkswagen. When he’s done, he gives me a lazy smile and rests his hands on the bed.
He looks totally relaxed, but the ridge in his pants tells a different story. If anything, it strains against his jeans more insistently. Time to take care of that.
Chapter 11
Brawn
Who would’ve thoughtI’d ever be on the bottom of a D/s scene? Not me, that’s for damn sure. But here I am, taking orders from Cora, calling her fuckingPetal—the sweetest, sexiest, naughtiest name I’ve ever heard. And who would’ve thought the skinny, beat-up girl Jud and Grim found—the one who’d been repeatedly raped by a psychopath for two years—would have the moxie to tell a seven-foot-tall, grumpy asshole what to do? But hot damn, she’s taking the bull by the horns, and I’m loving every second of it.
An hour ago, I followed her to the cabin determined to keep my hands off her—for her own safety and for my own sanity. But all my good intentions flew out the window the second I saw this bed. No one—and I mean no one—ever did anything this thoughtful for me.
Sleeping on beds made for normal-sized people has been the bane of my existence. Adding a footlocker topped with pillows at the foot of my bed is my life hack of choice. I never even considered actually building myself a bigger bed. I mean, mattresses only come so big, right? But somehow Cora has presented me with not only a high and sturdy bedframe but also with a mattress that’s as long as I am.
Rolling from one spot to the next, you can feel the change in firmness, but that’s really the only tell that the mattress seems to be some unholy stitched-together monstrosity made up of several other mattresses. Surprisingly, the thing is actually comfortable, and the seams in the sheets aren’t obtrusive.
I can’t believe she did all this for me. She’s given me something I didn’t even know I could wish for. And then some.
My fingers are like talons digging into the blankets as this sweet, tiny thing trails kisses down my neck and chest. She has my flannel shirt unbuttoned, and she’s searing a path through my forest of chest hair. I have a feeling I know where she’s headed, and I’m scared shitless.
Just the thought of her touching my dick makes my pulse race and my skin sweat. I’m trembling all over, and she hasn’t even opened my fly yet. Scratch that. She’s doing it now—unbuttoning my jeans with hands that are surprisingly strong considering the full spread of her fingers could fit within my palm.
I’m still savoring her taste on my tongue—from licking my lucky fingers clean of her juices—when she drags my thick rod out from my jeans and begins licking it like an ice cream cone.
“Fuuuuck.”I’m a bear coming out of hibernation, and it’s been way too long since I’ve seen the sun. Since my last conjugal visit with Melissa, I’ve known only my own hand. Having a warm, wet tongue on me is a special kind of heaven. But I can’t relax into it. If I let my guard down, even a little, I might accidentally hurt my precious Petal.
I want to wrap my hands in her hair in the worst way. I want to guide her head. I want to tell her how to fuck me with that hot, sassy mouth. But I don’t do any of that. She hasn’t given me permission.
Instead, I make fists in the blankets and try my damnedest not to fuck up into her pretty face.
She’s gorgeous with my dick stretching her lips. She can only get halfway down on me before I feel the back of her throat and she has to back off. She chokes a little, and it’s hot asfuck.
“Yeah, Petal.” I can’t help myself. “Take that fat dick. Suck it.”
She come off me with a pop. “I’m the one giving the orders, here.” The reminder is delivered with a playful glint in her dark-blue eyes. God, she has pretty eyes.
“Yes, Petal.”
She returns to her work, and I show her I like it by making incoherent pleasure sounds. And I’m not the only one liking it. She’s moaning too, like I’m a popsicle in her favorite flavor and she’s been in the hot sun all day. And when her eyes seek out mine—Jesus.It’s everything I’ve been missing the past two years and more. So much more.
“Keep that up, and I’m gonna come.” I give her fair warning.
She doesn’t break her stride.
Every wonderful feeling in the world centers on my dick, and I roar my release to the ceiling. I can’t help my hips bucking off the bed. Cora holds on to me, and my jizz fills her mouth. It spills out where we’re connected, because there’s no way she can swallow my load in one go. But damn, what a beautiful sight it is when she tries!
While I’m riding my euphoric high, my Petal licks me like a kitten searching out a dribble of milk in her mother’s coat. She teases her tongue through my pubes until I’m clean, and the second she finishes, I drag her up to straddle me like before.
I need to give her what she just gave me.
With one hand, I yank at her stretchy waistband so I can jam the other inside. She’s soaking wet. Her pussy is a waterfall for me. I find her clit with my thumb and sink my middle finger up inside her hot channel.
Cora hisses in a breath, and whimpers. Her eyes go wild. At first, I think it’s a good kind of wild, but then her hands make fists, and she pounds at my shoulders. A scream builds in her throat, and I realize what I’ve done.
