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“Send over an order of all your specials today and bill it to my card on file with a hundred dollar tip.”
No wonder they simper. Blackthroat may bark a lot, but he's not ungenerous.
“How many entrees total, Mr. Blackthroat?”
“I don’t care. There are two of us, but I want to be sure there’s something she likes, so send a variety.”
“Absolutely. Right away, sir.”
The moment he ends the call–at least I hope he ended it–his hand claps down on my ass, making me startle and gasp.
“I’m going to make you regret stonewalling me, little girl,” he growls, slapping the other side.
“Did you say something?” I tease because I don’t answer to little girl.
He delivers a flurry of hard spanks, and I kick and squeal. “Don’t pretend your nipples don’t get hard every time I call you that.” He rubs a circle around my ass, then slides his fingers under my panties to rub between my legs. “But what would you prefer? Babygirl? Little one? HILF?”
“Human you’d like to fuck?
“Human I love to fuck.” He peels my G-string down and off my legs. “HINF. Human I need to fuck.” He lifts my hips up until I’m resting on my knees with my ass in the air, my face pressed into his luxurious grey down comforter. He palms my ass and licks into me from behind, making me scream into the covers.
He tortures me with a slow roll of his tongue around my clit, then a circuit around all my folds. “Fates, I missed that taste.” He nips and kisses my inner thighs, my labia, my entrance. The stubble on his face chafes the delicate skin, adding to the heat he delivered when he spanked me.
My belly shudders in and out, my inner thighs tremble. My arms are starting to ache from being pinned behind my back. “I’m ready,” I murmur.
“Ready for what?” Brick bites the back of my thigh, and I warble.
“I don’t need more foreplay. I mean, if you want to–”
I hear the zipper on Brick’s trousers. “You don’t have to ask me twice, sweetheart. I need to get between those legs like I need my next breath.”
He isn’t kidding. Within three seconds, he’s impaled me with his thick cock, filling me with long, slow strokes. “Madi…” His voice is rough. He sounds lost.
He unties my wrists and hoists my torso up, so I can rest on my hands, giving him access to my breasts. He plays with them, pinching and rolling my nipples as he bumps my ass with his loins.
I close my eyes, my cells alive and vibrating. This man has always been able to play my body like a maestro. He produces a symphony of sensations that become too much to track individually. The sex I had before Brick was like the jangled notes that come from an untuned violin in a beginner’s hands. I had no idea the explosive possibilities pleasure could hold before him.
I’m reveling in it all when he pulls out. “On your back, Windows. I need to see your face when I make you come.” I roll onto my back, and he enters me again. “That’s it.” He rocks into me and caresses my cheek. “So beautiful.”
His eyes glint yellow. As he stares down at me, I fear he sees everything. How much he means to me. How afraid I am of believing this is real. Of trusting him enough to let go and let him in.
I must be right because he pins my wrists beside my head and says, “You're still holding back. How do I conquer you–the sassy assistant who brought me to my knees?”
I try to hold onto my heart, which has grown wings and is attempting to fly out of my chest.
“I don’t want to be conquered.” My voice sounds raspy. Broken.
“No, you don't, do you? You know my secrets, but you won't give me yours. What does it take to win your heart?”
I blink back the moisture in my eyes. Turn my head to the side to escape the torture of his scrutiny. Brick steadily rocks into me.
“Take me.” He punctuates the words with thrusts, but I suspect this is more than dirty talk. “Take all of me. Receive me. Let me in. I want you, Madi. I want you to want me as much as I need you.”
I moan beneath him. Writhe against the hold he has on my wrists. The hold on my heart. His words pierce me, wound me, brand me. They bring me to orgasm–a rolling slow one that starts with a squeeze and ends with me screeching and yanking Brick’s hips into mine with my legs behind his back.
He bucks against me, thrusting forcefully, making the bed bounce and rock and slam against the brick wall. His eyes glow pure wolf, and I swear he nearly howls when he comes.
“Brick.”
