Power Play (Nashville Assassins Next Generation 2)

I love pleasing him.

I move up and down his cock, using the perfect combination of teeth and sucking, and his fingers gently contract on my scalp. He gathers my hair in his hand, and when I look up at him, he’s watching me intently. His eyes are filled with such fiery passion, and I can’t believe how much I yearn for that look. I know his eyes are only for me. Just me. The confidence from that has me working his cock like I was put on this earth to give him the best blow job of his life.

I cup his balls, fingering them gently as I suck him. He tightens his grip on my hair as he arches into my mouth, the force of it gagging me. I don’t let that derail me; I continue to bestow my pleasure on him. Just as he always pleases me. I grasp his thigh, my fingers biting into his skin, and soon he is fucking my mouth. I suck as he thrusts himself in and out of my mouth, holding my head in place. I squeeze his thighs as he jerks into me, my name leaving his lips in a hiss, and then he explodes. I suck him dry until he pulls out of my mouth with a soft whine.

I fall back on my haunches, watching as he draws in a deep breath, his hand at his gut. He’s so beautifully spent, and it drives me wild. In a strangled voice, he says, “My mom is going to love you.”

I grin. “Wait, am I supposed to give her head too?”

His laughter runs down my spine as I lean toward him, kissing his thigh until his hand captures my jaw and he falls to his knees. His eyes are on fire as he pushes me back onto the floor. A grin tugs at my lips as he pulls my leggings down my legs and off me, taking my shoes and panties with them. The eagerness in his eyes has me dripping with want. He takes my thighs in his thick hands, spreading them wide before dropping his mouth to my pussy. I arch up off the floor, cupping his head in my hands as he runs his tongue up and down the slit of my pussy in such a teasing and unbelievably fantastic way.

He takes his time, savoring me while driving me out of my mind. His tongue is ruthless and unapologetic. He licks everywhere but where I want him to. I arch into his mouth, grinding my pussy against his mouth, needing my release. Against my swollen lips, he whispers, “Patience, lovely.”

“I don’t have patience. I want it.”

“Oh, baby, I’m sorry, but I’m going to cherish the fuck out of this pussy.”

I think I might come just from his words. Again, the torture ensues, and I thrash against the floor as my heart beats so hard, even my eyes are rattling. When he sucks my clit into his mouth, I almost rise completely off the floor. I wrap my legs around his neck, squeezing tightly as he consumes me. He flicks his tongue against my clit over and over again, so fast, so hard, and then I’m lost. My body seizes up, I dig my fingers into his scalp, and my legs squeeze him as I come harder than I think I ever have. When I start to cry out, he covers my mouth with his hand, and I scream into it with no cares in the world. Let us get caught; I want people to know Boon made me scream like that.

Him and that dangerous mouth of his.

My legs go slack, falling over his shoulders, and his lips move along my thighs, my hip bone, before he covers my body with his. I welcome his weight, wrapping my arms and legs around him as we both catch our breath in the middle of my office floor. I close my eyes, nuzzling my face in his neck and inhaling him deeply. He kisses my temple, my hair, as he holds me close. When our breathing returns to normal, Boon moves his face so he can look into my eyes. They’re so serious, so sweet, and everything inside me is screaming those three words.

Just say them.

“Wanna share a cronut?”

My face breaks into a grin. “Yes.”

He reaches up on my desk without letting me go, and he comes back with one in his hand. He holds it to my lips, and I take a bite before he does. We gaze into each other’s eyes with silly grins on our faces, and I can’t take it. I swallow my bite of cronut and then clear my throat as all these emotions go crazy inside me. He leans in, kissing my nose. I fall into his kiss, loving the feeling of his lips against my nose.