Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4)

I don't care about anything but getting her lips around me.

I knot my hand in her hair and cup the back of her head. "Get every drop, baby."

Slowly, her eyes travel down my body. She lifts up enough to lick bubbly off my chest. My stomach.

Her mouth is soft and wet and she's moving so fucking slowly.

It's at my command, but it's still driving me out of my fucking mind.

She flicks her tongue against the spot just below my belly button.

Against my upper thigh. The right, then the left.

Something in her expression shifts. This nervousness that's been gone.

Because of her ex? Because he couldn't get it up? No, that's not it. I'm hard enough to cut fucking diamonds.

It must be that he started hard and lost it…

She's ashamed. Thinks it was her fault. That there's something wrong with her.

I tug at her hair and stare back into her eyes. I need to push her. "You want me to come on your pretty pink lips?"

Her pupils dilate. "Yes."

"You want to feel me in the back of your throat?"

"I don't know. Will it hurt?"

"Yes."

"I… I do. What if it's too much?"

"Pinch me."

She nods. "Your wrist."

"Yeah." I press my fingertips into the back of her head. "Put your hands behind your back. I'm in control of this. It's all me. You understand?"

"Yes."

"You want that?"

"Yes," she breathes. "Please, Mal…" She looks up at me like she's searching for the rest of her sentence. "Please."

She folds her hands at the small of her back.

Slowly, she brushes her lips against me. I need her relaxed or she's going to gag too fucking soon.

I let her play.

She takes her sweet fucking time teasing me with her soft lips. Then it's her tongue. She swirls her tongue around my tip. Slowly. Then faster.

Then it's soft flicks.

Hard ones.

My cock pulses. This isn't enough. I need her mouth. I need to feel the back of her throat.