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He held himself rigid, not moving except for his fingers as they flexed against her scalp. But after a while, she began to see patterns in his reactions. Figuring out what he liked sent a rush of excitement and arousal through her. She wanted to please him, to make him tremble the way she did when she fantasized about him being inside her.
Circling her hand around the base of his cock, she moved it up and down with the motion of her mouth as she licked and sucked and hummed along his length.
Daniel fisted her hair, sending delicious shots of pain down her scalp as his breathing grew more labored. She knew he was close—could almost feel the vibrations of his impending orgasm under her tongue.
Sucking him down as far as she could, letting the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, caused him to increase his hold. She was so wet. She wanted so desperately to touch herself, but she wouldn’t. This was about showing him what she wanted. What she needed.
As if a dam broke inside him, Daniel took hold of her head with both hands and began pumping his hips. She released her throat and let him take control, using her mouth however he wanted.
It didn’t take long. He’d already been on the edge. Cum shot out of his cock, the tang of it hitting the back of her tongue and throat as she swallowed it down.
Ali was basking in the glow of serving him when he stumbled backward, his back hitting the wall. Daniel looked down on her with what looked like horror for several moments before he closed his eyes and let out a mumbled curse.
Tucking himself back into his pants, he refastened his belt, then pushed off the wall.
He held out a hand and helped her stand. All the emotion was gone from his face.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, getting to her feet.
He made sure she was steady, then took a step back, putting distance between them once more. “What happened tonight. What I let happen.” Daniel paused and blew out a breath. “It was my fault, and I’m sorry.”
CHAPTER9
Ali lookedat him for a long time, her eyes full of questions, and Daniel couldn’t blame her. He’d fucked up. “Why are you sorry?”
A part of him wanted to turn the clock back an hour before their relationship got turned on its head, but then he wouldn’t know what it felt like to kiss her or have her lips wrapped around his cock. He was going to hell, but there was no helping it. “Because I’m old enough to be your father.”
Her brow creased as she considered what he’d said. “You’re not my father.”
“That doesn’t matter.”
The wrinkles in her brow got more pronounced. He could see the confusion written all over her face. “I’ve seen you play with women younger than I am at the club, but you won’t play with me. I don’t understand.”
He didn’t miss the slight hiccup in her voice at the end and he had to force himself not to pull her into his arms. “It’s not the same. That’s just...”
“Just what?”
As difficult as this was, she deserved the answer. “I don’t have feelings for them.”
An energy filled the room as he awaited her response to his admission, but when it finally came, it wasn’t what he’d expected. “I want you to be my Dom.”
His heart skipped a beat as fear and excitement took hold of him at the same time. “That’s not a good idea.”
Ali closed the short distance between them. She stood close enough to touch and his fingers tingled with the desire to get his hands on her again. Her blue eyes sparkling in the light as she gazed up at him. “Why not?”
He didn’t answer.
“Did I not serve you well?” she asked. Her lips and her question bringing back the vision of her lips around his erection. “It’s been a while since I’ve given a blowjob, but—”
Hearing her question herself was the last straw. He covered her lips with his and kissed her again. It felt so right, and yet so wrong at the same time. He shouldn’t want this. He shouldn’t be enjoying this. And yet he didn’t want to stop kissing her.
Resting his forehead on hers, he held her gaze as she fisted the front of his shirt. “Nothing about this has to do with you. You were perfect. You served me well.” Too well. His body was still humming from his climax. It had been years since he’d come so hard in a sub’s mouth.
“I don’t care about our age difference,” she whispered. “I want you.” Then she lowered her lids, breaking eye contact. “And you seem to want me.”
He had no idea what to do. Holding her like this—touching her—was a dream come true, but it was destined to break his heart and probably hers as well. He could deal with himself, but he didn’t want to hurt her. Still, he couldn’t let her think she’d done anything wrong. This wasn’t about her. “I do want you, Ali, but I wouldn’t be a good Dom for you.”
“I don’t want to play with anyone else. I want to play with you.”
