His voice was raw when he spoke a few minutes later.

"Phe– I'm going to– Christ! I'm going to come."

He moaned, losing his tempo. I tasted salt in my mouth and knew he was close. Very, very close.

"I can pull out or you can–"

"Hmmmfff!" I protested. I did not want to stop. I was loving every second of having him in my mouth.

"Or you can take it– oh lord– you can take it in your mouth."

"Hmmmmfff…"

I made an agreeable sound, letting him know I wanted him to come in my mouth.

"Okay, Phee. You don't have to swallow it. You can– hmmfff oh Christ I'm coming–"

He froze, his hands gripping my head. Then he jerked and hot jets of salty fluid filled my mouth. I kept sucking, swallowing his seed eagerly down as quickly as he came. I pressed my tongue against his tip, swirling it as the last drops shot free and he groaned, mumbling incoherently.

His hands relaxed and he slumped against the wall. I took my time licking him clean while he shook. I kissed his balls and smiled up at him.

He looked awestruck. I'd never seen him look anything but serious. But I could tell I'd impressed him.

"Are you sure you haven't done this before?"

I shook my head, smiling.

"You're the first. Did I do alright?"

He looked at me and shook his head.

"Babygirl, you're a natural."

Chapter Nineteen

Clint

I called out tricks and Phoenyx performed them flawlessly. We ran each trick in her routine at least ten times, going from the easiest to the hardest. Then we ran the whole routine front to back another dozen times. Just to be sure.

I couldn’t stop worrying about her. It was worse than before. I had to make sure my girl stayed safe as kittens when she was in the saddle, and out of it.

I clapped as she walked out of the ring at noon.

"Well done."

She blushed shyly and ducked her head. She was being such a good girl. It was cute that she was being bashful after she'd sucked the chrome off my cock less than twelve hours ago.

I stepped closer, loving this side of her. She had been shy, sweet, and submissive since the moment I got her knickers off. I couldn’t be happier.

Hell, all her sides were adorable. Even the feisty ones.

"How do you feel?" I asked, my voice low and husky. She did things to me, getting me riled up without even trying. She shrugged and looked up at me. The breath caught in my throat at the hot, hungry look in her eyes.

Holy hell.

Having my woman match me in the lust department was a shock to the system. She wanted me as bad as I wanted her. Which made it all that much harder to control my bottomless lust for her.

I could tell she was feeling amorous. I'd been pleasantly warm before. All of a sudden, I was hot and bothered.

I swallowed with an audible gulp, realizing I had created a monster. My girl was just as eager as me for a little love tussle. With her looking at me like that, my noble decision to wait until she'd ridden tomorrow to have her again was going to be much, much harder.

Damn near impossible.

"Well, damn! You look good enough to eat. Maybe, I'll just take a little nibble…"

I couldn't seem to keep my hands off her. I lifted her fingers to my lips, nipping them softly. She opened her mouth, watching me hungrily. I felt my cock lurch in response.

"Phee – we have to be on the road in a half an hour. And tonight you have to rest."

She looked disappointed. Hell, she couldn't be half as disappointed as I felt! I chucked her chin.

"Trust me, that's not what I want either. But I need you safe and alert out there, you hear?"

She nodded, stealing a look up at me. Maybe we could have a little quality time before her bedtime. Our hotel rooms were right next to each other, after all. I frowned. That didn't sit right.

She should be in my room, in my bed.

Every damn night, if I had anything to say about it.

I knew I wasn't going to be able to keep my hands off her all night. It was a damn near impossibility. There was no point in fighting the inevitable now, was there?

I stepped closer and lowered my voice, not letting on that I was being selfish.

"Maybe we could spend a little time together tonight… or even share a room. But only if you promise to get some rest."

"Share a room? You mean…"

I nodded.

"We can have a little playtime. As long as you go right to sleep when I say so. You have a curfew on competition nights, young lady."

She gave me a dazzling smile and my heart leapt in my chest. My cock jumped up and did a little dance, too. I knew I had to be gentle with her but maybe if we got lucky, and didn't hit any traffic, we could have a nice long afternoon and evening in bed together… I decided that room service and a little foolin' around wasn't going to hurt anyone.

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