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“Now you are going to come for me, Alarie,” he breathed as he picked up the pace of his fingers curved inside of me, stroking.
Eager to please him, I focused on the pressure mounting until it began to blossom into pleasure and then spread throughout my entire body. I thought I might lose my footing in the pencil-thin stilettos, but he held me pressed against the flat of the table. He let loose a sensual, pleased laugh as, seconds later, I heeded his command. I pressed my lips together to keep from screaming his name in the otherwise quiet library.
Released from his grip that held me to the table, I righted myself as best I could in the thin stilettos that were trapped by my stringy undergarment. Upon facing Jay, I saw the considerable, eager bulge in his pants, and the desire to take him in my mouth and feel that thrill of power again was overwhelming. I moved for the button of his pants, but Jay stopped my hands, holding my wrists lightly but firmly.
“That was one,” he cautioned, leveling his smoldering gray eyes with mine.
I took a deep breath, causing my breasts to rise as I debated asking for more or begging for mercy.
“Jay, I don’t know if I can again,” I protested. I still buzzed with the remnants of my first orgasm.
“How many of your orgasms are mine, Alarie?” he asked.
His fingers found my left breast, rolling and then pinching my nipple with his rough hand.
“All of them,” I panted.
“And how many did I say I was claiming right now?”
His other hand found the nipple of my right breast, rolling and pinching it as well.
“Two,” I said, bucking under the pressure of his fingertips.
“So how many times are you going to come for me?” he asked.
I stared into his resolute gray eyes, and he stared back at me, unflinching. And then I felt that new desire rise inside of me. I wanted to give in to him so that his hands and his words could make my body hum with pleasure.
“Twice,” I whispered amidst unsteady, surrendering breaths.
“Good girl,” he crooned, and my body hummed itself into a painful ache that could only be calmed by his touch.
He guided me to sit on the table I’d been bent over moments before. My feet dangled, and one heel began to slip off my left foot. The heel dropped to the floor as he pulled down the front of my blouse, lowering his mouth to my left breast, licking and sucking and gently rolling my nipple between his teeth. I couldn’t help arching my back, pressing myself more into the embrace of his mouth.
One hand buried in my hair, pulling my face back and up to him, his other hand slid between my legs, and he began to explain the next part of mylesson. He circled the top of me, playing in my wetness.
“You’ve learned to come for mewhenandwhereI want,” he said, continuing his maddening circling.
And I had—at the Summer Ball, on the library table, in the hallway of the manor between one messenger leaving and another already knocking at the door. Anywhere and everywhere Jay had decided to instill my first lesson into me, and my body had heeded his commands.
“You’ve learned that your body ismine,” he said, plunging a finger inside of me to drive this point home.
I threw my head back, agreeing vehemently.
“Now,” he explained, adding another finger and stroking the knot within me, “you must learn thatyouare mine. You must give into me so completely that no barriers remain between us. I mean it, Alarie,” he warned. “If I feel you holding back, you’ll spend another month on this library table.”
“Yes, Jay,” I agreed without hesitation.
As amazing as he had made me feel, made my body feel, I wanted more. I wanted the one thing that he kept from me. I wanted him.
And then, High Lord Vitruvian dropped to his knees on the library floor. My breath caught as I realized what he intended. He looked up at me, his face positioned between my thighs, his eyes determined. And then he moved his head farther between my legs. He hooked his arms around my thighs, sliding me to the edge of the table and pulling me closer to him.
I felt his warm breath on my inner thigh and then a lick, a nibble. I writhed, looking down at the second most powerful man in Valencia down on his knees for me. He placed his hand on my lower stomach, holding my torso to the table as he lifted my legs to rest on his muscled shoulders.
I heard a growl, deep inside his chest, before I felt his tongue teasing at my opening. He circled the tip of his tongue at my opening, and I curved my body into his embrace, wanting to feel him inside of me. But with the next flick of his tongue, he made his way to the bundle of nerves at the top of me.
I spread my hands wide on the table, reaching for something to tether me to this world. It felt more amazing than anything I’d ever felt in my entire life.
“Oh fuck. Oh, my fucking gods,Jay!” I gasped.
