Something inside of him twisted hard. No one had ever called him beautiful before. Hot? Sexy? Fuckable? Sure. But neve
r beautiful.
He didn’t know how he felt about that, but he knew it made him feel things he’d never felt before. Unwelcome things. Forcing himself to stop thinking about feelings and all that shit, he laughed and shook his head. “You’re wrong, Princess.”
“No, I’m—”
He kissed her hard, cutting her off. She wanted to argue, that was fine. But he wouldn’t put up with it in bed, damn it. There were better things to do while naked in bed with a stunning woman, and it involved her crying his name out so loud the neighbors heard her—after she begged him. Her teeth already dug into his lip, but he pressed even closer.
She closed her hands over his shoulders, squeezing hard. Groaning, he positioned himself between her legs, letting the tip of his cock brush against her entrance, teasing but not giving her what she wanted. His hands closed over her tits, squeezing them in his palms. She fit perfectly.
Fucking A.
Scraping his palms across her hard nipples, he deepened the kiss and rolled his hips. Her nails dug into her own palms, and she closed her legs around his hips. “Oh my goodness,” she whimpered, kissing him again. “Oh my God.”
“Nope, it’s just me,” he murmured, kissing her neck, then her collarbone.
When his tongue flicked over her nipple, she arched her back and cried out. He sucked her in deep, not going easy on her, and her mouth fell open. “Gordon.”
He trailed his fingers lower as he worked over her nipple, his fingers dipping between her legs. She was so hot and wet. So fucking ready. It took all his restraint to hold himself back. To make her beg. But she would fucking beg.
“You’re so wet. I can’t wait to taste you.”
She nodded frantically, her eyes drifting shut. “Y-Yes. Now.”
“Nope.” He nipped her hip, moving even lower. The scent of her arousal teased him. Mocked him. “Not yet.”
“Argh,” she ground out, her hips moving in a restless circle.
He kissed her inner thigh, lifting her legs so she was spread to him. Wide open and vulnerable. Her pink lips were glistening and wet. He ran his tongue slowly up her core, gently caressing the spot where she ached for him most. Her thighs trembled, and she tried to squeeze them on him, but he held her in place, right where he wanted her.
“Uh uh.” He locked gazes with her. Her bright green eyes were simmering now. Slowly, he licked her again, from bottom to top. “Beg me, Princess.”
She tossed her head back and forth, her hands curling into fists. “God. Please. Please, please, please, please.”
Fucking finally.
He closed his mouth over the hard nub, rolling his tongue over her and thrusting a finger inside of her tight pussy. She screamed and arched up, his grip on her thigh never loosening. She dug her heel into his shoulder, panting loudly and erratically.
Stopping, he pulled back long enough to say, “You’re allowed to come now, but when I fuck you, you wait till I give you permission. Or you’ll be punished.”
“W-What?”
He didn’t answer her, knowing she understood exactly what he meant, and went down on her again. She tasted so sweet. So addicting, that he wondered in the back of his mind if once would be enough. He needed to learn the best ways to get her to make that sexy little sound in the back of her throat again.
Now.
Pressing his tongue against her sensitive flesh, he moved his fingers inside of her, seeking that special spot that would send her flying over the edge. Her thrashing paused, and she came hard, her pussy squeezing down on his fingers so hard he couldn’t believe it. “Fuck,” he grated, flicking his tongue over her clit one more time.
She came again, even harder than before. “God, more,” she cried, raking her nails down his back. “Now.”
“Ask me nicely,” he demanded.
“Gordon, just do it,” she cried, arching her hips up. “Now!”
He positioned himself at her entry, slipping the head of his cock into her pussy, but not actually entering her. His body was harder than his cock from the anticipation of what he was about to feel. It almost did him in. Almost made him relinquish control. Almost.
Gritting his teeth, he looked down at himself, almost buried inside of her. “I gave you one more freebie, but you need to ask me to fuck you. Now.”