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I bite back a sob. “You. I need you inside me. I want your cock.”
There’s silence for a moment, and then Nero steps back. Cool air hits my body where his hot muscle was just covering me and for a terrible moment, I think he’s going to leave me like this. Turn me on, and walk away, laughing at my aching need.
But what he says next is so much better. And so much worse.
“You want it? You’ll get it, baby.” Nero shoves down his sweatpants and frees himself, fisting the thick, gorgeous length of his cock in his hand. “But you’ve got to earn the privilege of riding this beast. Get on your knees and open that pretty mouth.”
Holy shit!
Lust brings me to my knees without hesitation, eager to do as he says. Anything to stay in this wild haze of desire, sex beating through my body like a drum.
Nero lets out a low curse, looking down at me. “Fuck, Princess, look at you…”
But I’m looking at him, every thick, straining inch of his cock. Dear God, he’s massive. My heart is pounding in my chest as he reaches out and cradles the back of my head, guiding me forwards. But I don’t need the instruction. I lean in, hungrily wrapping my hands around the base of his cock and licking up along the thick shaft in one long swoop.
Nero groans. Power slips through me, mingling with my own lust in an intoxicating blend. I lick him again, teasing over the stiff length of him and swirling my tongue lightly over the head. I revel in the taste of him, clean and masculine, so big, I don’t know if I can take him all.
But fuck, I’m going to have fun trying.
I pump gently with my hand as I lick over him again, exploring every stiff, velvet inch, until Nero’s grip on my hair tightens. “Enough teasing,” he growls. “It’s time to open wide and suck.”
He thrusts towards my face, and I do as he says: I hollow out my cheeks and take him deep inside my mouth.
Damn. The feeling is incredible. Nero’s hands are in my hair, controlling my motions as he pulls me off him all the way to the tip, then thrusts deep again, bringing me back. Fucking my mouth. It’s a harsh, wild rhythm, and I can feel his body tense; hear his labored breath and the ragged groans of pleasure spilling from his mouth.
“Fuck, baby, just like that. Yeah, every last inch. Oh fuck.”
His words make me even hotter. I pump him harder with my hand as I take him even deeper. It stings a little, and I have to blink back the tears that automatically smart in my eyes, but I don’t stop. I don’t want to stop. The world has contracted to just this moment, the feel of his grip and the wild thrust of his hips, and the thick, meaty length of his cock pistoning between my lips.
I blindly reach my free hand between my thighs as I moan around him, rubbing at my clit in a swift, jerky pace. God, I’m close again, so close, as Nero pumps between my lips, his words growing more desperate, his own climax within reach.
Because of me.
“That’s right, baby, don’t stop,” he groans, pumping harder, so deep I almost gag. “It’s so good. Fuck, fuck, just like that.”
I feel my own body clench, ready for release too. Power sings in my veins. For the first time, I’m the one in control of his pleasure. I’m the one making him beg.
My tongue swirls and I go faster and faster, relaxing my jaw as much as possible. I know that he’s close, his hips bucking, out of control. I pull back, almost to the tip, and then angle my head, taking him all the way to the back of my throat.
“Fuck!” Nero roars. His body jerks, and then he’s coming, ribbons of hot climax spurting down my throat as he holds on tight to me, surging into my mouth. “Swallow it, baby,” he groans, thrusting again, again. “Drink up what your man is giving you. Every last drop.”
I obey without thinking, and God, the feeling of his release is enough to send me hurtling over the precipice of my own orgasm. Pleasure shatters through me, and I shudder, so overwhelmed with sex and power I feel dizzy. Drunk on the moment.
Intoxicated by him.
Nero inhales a ragged breath, finally releasing me. He steps back, eyes raking over me… And coming to rest on the hand I still have nestled between my legs. His lips curl in a smile. “Couldn’t wait, could you?”
I sit back on my heels, gasping for breath. I feel incredible. I feel invincible.
Then the sound of a cellphone comes, somewhere in the loft. The spell is broken. Nero looks up, distracted. It’s late now, and we both know, a call like that can’t be good news.
Not in his line of work.
“Go,” I say instinctively. I can sense the switch is coming—when he remembers that he resents me, and all our tangled history—and I want to preempt it. I don’t want to taint what just happened here. And how much I loved it.
When I see the relief flash in his eyes, I know I made the right call.
“Goodnight,” he tells me softly, then he turns to go.
I watch him disappear down the hallway, and close his office door, leaving me gasping on my knees, after the most intense sexual experience of my life.
And already, I want more.
