want you thinking I took advantage of
you. Call a cab if you want."
"Not likely." With that he claimed her mouth
with a fierce kiss that promised all she'd come for. She moaned as
his teeth tugged at her bottom lip. He clenched his fists in her
hair and his tongue delved deep into her mouth, thrusting,
possessing, driving her mad as the rest of her body screamed for
the same attention.
Together they stumbled into his living room.
He helped her remove his shirt without breaking his assault on her
mouth and then fell onto the sofa. She undid his pants, pulled out
his dick, and explored the hot, thick length with her hands while
he dug his fingers into her shoulder and practically dragged her
into his lap.
"You've had me fucking bursting at the seams
since the moment you walked into my club—before I even knew who you
were, I wanted you." He let his head fall back and groaned as she
fisted her hand around his cock and rubbed the head against her wet
folds. "And when you took everything I could give—"
"Not everything." She slid to her knees and
flicked her tongue over the tip of him, tasting her own musky
arousal mixed with his salty precum. "Not yet."
In one smooth, practiced motion, she had his
full length in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat as she
bobbed her head. His pulse pounded against her tongue and she
swallowed, sucking harder and harder until he grunted and jerked
her to her feet.
"Enough. I want more than your mouth." He
belied the comment by taking her mouth, stealing her breath and her
strength with a kiss that slammed the door on her illusions of
being in control. "I have condoms in my wallet."
She shook her head and looked around. Her
purse was on the floor by the blanket. She fetched it and dug
inside for her stash. "I come prepared."
His expression darkened, but he held still as
she covered him. He didn't speak until she climbed onto him and
moved to take him inside her. "Stop."
Eyes wide, she stared at him. "What?"
He grabbed her wrists and roughly drew them
behind her back. Holding them with one hand, he patted her thigh
with the other. "Open."
A shudder passed through her as she tested
his grip. He might as well have shackled her. Part of her rebelled,
wanting to take charge, but lust spilled over and she surrendered
to it, willing to let him lead the way if it would end with her
being filled up and satisfied.
She spread her thighs as far apart as she
could and whimpered as he angled her back. He slipped a finger
between her folds and drew it over her clit.
"Look at that pretty pussy." He opened her
with his finger and thumb. "You're so wet, sweetheart." He slowly
pushed one finger inside her. "Hot and tight. I think you've been
needing this for awhile, pet."
She gasped and threw her head back as she
thrust her hips forward. "Yes!"
"How long has it been since you had a nice,
hard dick in your cunt, Silver?"
"Too long! Please!"
"Soon." He lowered his head and caught a
nipple with his teeth. Exquisite pain speared straight down and she
let out a desperate, keening sound. He teased the tip of her nipple
with his tongue, then glanced up at her. "Sensitive nipples. Do you
think your men will notice if I leave them nice and red?"
"No." Her eyes teared up and she swallowed.
The last few times Asher had fucked her ass, he'd left her shirt
and bra on. Her breasts didn't interest him. "Dean . . . I don't
want to talk about them."
"Poor baby." He shook his head and lapped a
circle around her other nipple. "Forget them." His finger pushed in
deep and he curved it forward, holding her still as she squirmed.
"Right now, you're all mine. And I happen to love your
breasts."
She panted as he sucked her breast into his
mouth. Fuck!
Too much. With just his finger in her cunt,
and his lips on her breast, he made her feel more than she could
ever recall feeling. She bucked and quivered as he fucked her
languorously with that one finger, licking and nibbling at first
one breast, then the other,
you. Call a cab if you want."
"Not likely." With that he claimed her mouth
with a fierce kiss that promised all she'd come for. She moaned as
his teeth tugged at her bottom lip. He clenched his fists in her
hair and his tongue delved deep into her mouth, thrusting,
possessing, driving her mad as the rest of her body screamed for
the same attention.
Together they stumbled into his living room.
He helped her remove his shirt without breaking his assault on her
mouth and then fell onto the sofa. She undid his pants, pulled out
his dick, and explored the hot, thick length with her hands while
he dug his fingers into her shoulder and practically dragged her
into his lap.
"You've had me fucking bursting at the seams
since the moment you walked into my club—before I even knew who you
were, I wanted you." He let his head fall back and groaned as she
fisted her hand around his cock and rubbed the head against her wet
folds. "And when you took everything I could give—"
"Not everything." She slid to her knees and
flicked her tongue over the tip of him, tasting her own musky
arousal mixed with his salty precum. "Not yet."
In one smooth, practiced motion, she had his
full length in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat as she
bobbed her head. His pulse pounded against her tongue and she
swallowed, sucking harder and harder until he grunted and jerked
her to her feet.
"Enough. I want more than your mouth." He
belied the comment by taking her mouth, stealing her breath and her
strength with a kiss that slammed the door on her illusions of
being in control. "I have condoms in my wallet."
She shook her head and looked around. Her
purse was on the floor by the blanket. She fetched it and dug
inside for her stash. "I come prepared."
His expression darkened, but he held still as
she covered him. He didn't speak until she climbed onto him and
moved to take him inside her. "Stop."
Eyes wide, she stared at him. "What?"
He grabbed her wrists and roughly drew them
behind her back. Holding them with one hand, he patted her thigh
with the other. "Open."
A shudder passed through her as she tested
his grip. He might as well have shackled her. Part of her rebelled,
wanting to take charge, but lust spilled over and she surrendered
to it, willing to let him lead the way if it would end with her
being filled up and satisfied.
She spread her thighs as far apart as she
could and whimpered as he angled her back. He slipped a finger
between her folds and drew it over her clit.
"Look at that pretty pussy." He opened her
with his finger and thumb. "You're so wet, sweetheart." He slowly
pushed one finger inside her. "Hot and tight. I think you've been
needing this for awhile, pet."
She gasped and threw her head back as she
thrust her hips forward. "Yes!"
"How long has it been since you had a nice,
hard dick in your cunt, Silver?"
"Too long! Please!"
"Soon." He lowered his head and caught a
nipple with his teeth. Exquisite pain speared straight down and she
let out a desperate, keening sound. He teased the tip of her nipple
with his tongue, then glanced up at her. "Sensitive nipples. Do you
think your men will notice if I leave them nice and red?"
"No." Her eyes teared up and she swallowed.
The last few times Asher had fucked her ass, he'd left her shirt
and bra on. Her breasts didn't interest him. "Dean . . . I don't
want to talk about them."
"Poor baby." He shook his head and lapped a
circle around her other nipple. "Forget them." His finger pushed in
deep and he curved it forward, holding her still as she squirmed.
"Right now, you're all mine. And I happen to love your
breasts."
She panted as he sucked her breast into his
mouth. Fuck!
Too much. With just his finger in her cunt,
and his lips on her breast, he made her feel more than she could
ever recall feeling. She bucked and quivered as he fucked her
languorously with that one finger, licking and nibbling at first
one breast, then the other,
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