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“What did I tell you, little star?” he growled.
“To stay home,” I murmured, not even trying to conceal the desire in my voice.
“And you broke the rules because?” He came and stood in front of me, his eyes dark as he gazed at my lips, then back to my eyes.
“I missed you.”
I gasped as he pressed himself against me, my hands gripping his shirt in a bunch.
“I think you broke the rules because you wanted to be punished.” He weaved his fingers through my hair and tugged my head back. “Isn’t that right?” His voice was low and sultry, and I squeezed my thighs together.
Ah, he knew me too well. I tried nodding, but his grasp in my hair was too tight.
“Use your words, Nova. Did you come here to make me jealous, knowing every man in this club would stare at you like you were dinner?”
“No,” I croaked out as he dragged his teeth up my neck and bit down gently on my earlobe. “I came because I missed you.”
“Hmm,” he purred in my ear. “You know what happens to bad girls who don’t listen, don’t you?”
“Yes,” I panted as his tongue darted out, tasting my lips. Fuck yeah, I did. That was exactly why I was here.
He reached under my dress, stroking the slit of my panties, finding me already wet for him. He bent to his knees, lifting my legs one at a time and slipping off my heels. His hands stroked up my thighs, ripping my fishnets completely off as I gripped his shoulders. My entire body broke out in chills, and I threw my head back and moaned as he licked between my folds and up to my clit. His tongue circled expertly, knowing every button to push to make me unravel. I protested when he stood, his breath coming out ragged.
“You taste so fucking good,” he purred, his mouth crashing into mine as I tasted myself on him. His tongue danced with mine, velvety soft and sweet. My nails dragged up his back, making him growl deep in his throat. I was instantly cold when he stepped back and tossed his jacket over a bar stool and then sauntered over to the leather couch. I knew better than to move, and the anticipation built as he used the remote to dim the lights and press play on the stereo. My whole body was on edge, and it felt like the room was buzzing with electricity. He sat down and leaned back with his arms over the back of the couch. God, was he sexy like that. You could feel the power seeping from his body, and I wanted to be devoured by it. He twirled his finger in a circular motion, and I knew what he wanted.
I moved my hips to the music, a grin spreading across his face as I swayed from side to side. My hands roamed over my body, then above my head as I turned, swiveling my hips in a circle. I reached behind my back and tugged on the zipper, letting my dress fall to the ground. He groaned at the sight of me in my thong, a smirk spreading across my face.
“Take it off now.” His voice was thick with arousal, and my pussy clenched, knowing what was to come. I slid my thong down my legs and tossed it into his lap with the tip of my foot. He arched his eyebrow and stuffed it into the pocket of his slacks. The look on his face was one of pure lust, which must have matched mine. I had been waiting for hours for this moment, and lust coursed through me. He loosened his tie, took it off and threw it on the ground. Pity. He knew how much I loved being tied up with it. I could see the outline of his cock through his slacks, the sight making me get on all fours and slowly start crawling over to him.
“Good girl.” His eyes darkened as I crawled, and he spread his muscular legs wider as I approached. My fingers grazed over his calves to his open thighs, my hands spreading them. God, there was nothing in the world that I loved more than his fucking thighs. Strong, muscular, and begging to be licked all over. I dragged my nails over the inside seam of his slacks and up to his zipper.
“May I?” I murmured, and he nodded, his lashes lowering as I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.
OK, maybe I loved his cock more than his thighs. It was fucking perfection and the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. It was heavy in my hands, and I darted my tongue out, licking his sensitive tip. His head fell back as I took him fully in my mouth, moaning as he thrust up. He tasted so good, I would never get enough of him. I withdrew, using my saliva as lube as I stroked the length of him up and down, getting him nice and wet. He gripped the leather cushion, satisfaction coursing through me as he let out a jagged breath. My lips followed my grip around him, up and down, my tongue lapping around the head of his cock.
“Fuck,” he growled, his fingers tangling into my hair as he thrust deeper into my mouth. “That’s my good girl,” he panted as he hit the back of my throat. I let him use my mouth the way he wanted, my pussy dripping wet. I slid my hand between my legs, trailing my fingers over my clit as he thrust his hips, showing me no mercy.
He tugged my head back, and I gasped as I sucked in air, my eyes watering as saliva trickled down my chin. His eyes smoldered as he dragged me up until I was straddling him. “I fucking missed you,” I said with a quivering breath. My mouth crashed into his, his tongue sinfully perfect as it swept across mine. I dragged my fingers through his hair and pressed into him, the need to be consumed by him taking over.
“Fuck me,” I begged, grinding my pussy against him. He reached down, centering his cock at my opening, and I cried out as he drove into me.Yes. Yes.This was what I needed. What I craved. He grasped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh where I knew bruises would be tomorrow. The thought made me rock against him harder, bouncing up and down as I dug my nails into his shoulders.
“That’s it, little star. Take what’s yours.” He let me take control of the pace, and I swiveled my hips in a circle, then down, repeating the same motion over and over. He licked up between my breasts, and I arched my back, offering myself completely to him. My nipples were so sensitive, his warm mouth latching on and sucking one as his fingers teased the peak of the other. A tingling sensation started at the tip of my head and shot down my spine as my pleasure built.
I begged him shamelessly for more, always needing more of him. He drove his hips up with such force that I cried out as he slammed me back down until our moans and slapping skin were the only sounds filling the room. His hand reached up and wrapped around my throat, and I bit my bottom lip at the feral look in his eyes. I loved the sensation of his powerful hands around my neck. Controlling. Dominating. He knew exactly the right amount of pressure to make me unravel. I whimpered out in little pants, black dots dancing in my vision. He released me a moment later, pushing me backwards until I was flat on my back on the floor. My moment of taking control was over, and that was fine by me. This was where I needed him. On top, torturing me with controlled, deep strokes. My ankles locked behind his back as he drove into me over and over, pushing me right to the edge. I shattered around him, screaming out his name as my orgasm ripped through my body. He thrust into me, his body glistening with sweat as he roared out his release.
He hovered over me, his body shaking as he lowered his head, kissing me with such gentleness that it made my heart swell up.
“Fuck,” he panted and rolled over, tugging me to him. Our bodies stuck together with sweat, both our hearts beating loudly. I cuddled against him as he stroked my hair. “That was…”
“Fucking amazing?” I offered.
“More than that.” He chuckled. “I’ll never get enough of you. Ever.”
“I know the feeling.” I reached up and kissed him. “Soon I’ll be Mrs. Blackwood and then you’ll never get rid of me.”
His face turned serious, and he weaved his fingers in my hair. “I would be fucking lost without you. And now, you’ll be bound to me forever.”
And that was the only thing I wanted in the entire world.
