Darkly (Follow Me 4)

“I feel you searching,” I growl against her neck, willing her to sense the rage inside me. “Don’t, Skye.”

“But I need—”

“Don’t!” I smack the cheek of her ass and then hold on to it, gripping her tight, keeping her still as I fuck her harder, lose myself in her tight little body. “I told you to keep quiet. You’ll get your orgasm, but on my terms.”

She tenses, and I feel her brace herself against the counter, brace herself against my thrusts.

“God, you’re tight. Feels so good.” I bite her neck lightly and then suck at it. “Mine. Mine. Mine.”

Mine.

The word surprises me.

But in the same moment, it doesn’t.

I’m claiming her. Claiming control over her body, her orgasms. I may not have the control I crave over all of her, but I can at least control her climax.

I release her ass cheek as I pull out of her pussy.

She gasps, looking over her shoulder. “You didn’t—”

“All in good time. I needed to be inside you for a minute. Now I need something else.”

“What?”

“Did you forget you’re not supposed to be talking?” I slap her ass, and then I reach past her ass cheeks and I tap her clit.

Again. And again. Until it’s no longer a tap but a soft smack.

I’m giving her just enough with each slap to push her slightly toward the peak.

Until— “Ah!” she cries out.

Yes, she’s climbing, but she won’t reach the top yet. I slide my tongue between her legs and lick the juices coating her thighs. Then I glide forward, caressing her slick folds and then her clit. I swirl my tongue around it.

She melts against the granite, and finally, I feel her willingness to let me control her orgasm.

Which makes me want her climax as much as she does.

But it will be all the sweeter if we both wait.

The intensity of the emotion coiling inside me surprises me, threatens to overwhelm me. I could so easily slide a finger inside her, pluck at her G-spot, and send her spiraling outward, force her to endure climax after climax.

But not yet.

I probe her pussy and her ass with my tongue, keeping her right at the tip of the peak, but not letting her jump.

I love the control. But even more, I love that she’s letting me have it. Her intense flavor, her responsiveness, her very essence consumes me.

All of me.

My cock is aching and throbbing, but I’ll wait for my release.

I’ll wait, because Skye is so delicious, so lovely, so warm and sweet under my touch.

Yes, yes, yes.

It’s time.