heavy weight of his body, and his heart pounding in time with mine.
“I thought you needed to leave?” He raises an eyebrow.
I shake my head mutely. It’s been weeks already; I can wait another fifteen minutes before I find out something that’s going to shatter my world. I just want fifteen minutes of good before there’s nothing but bad.
“I want to suck you off.” The words excite me. I want to get his cock in my mouth so I can taste myself on him and know that he’s mine just like I’m his.
“Come here.”
I scramble off the bed and drop to my knees in front of him. His cock is huge, but I’m eager to have him filling my mouth. I grip him with both hands and slide my tongue up his length to lick my juices off of him.
Burke groans and buries his hands in my hair. “Sweet Jesus, Lola, you have no idea what you do to me.”
Except I know exactly what I’m doing to him—I’m making him forget everything like I’m making myself forget. I take him deep in my throat before cupping his balls in my hand. He swears as I increase my pace. I give his cock all the attention of my mouth. This time, he’s going to be the one to lose control. I’ll make sure of it. It’s the only thing I can do at the moment to chase away my fears.
I work his cock eagerly, spurred on by every noise he makes.
He murmurs my name, and I know I’ve got him. His seed hits the back of my throat, and I swallow it down as quickly as I can. I wring every drop of pleasure from of him, then fall back onto my ass and catch my breath.
“Was that bad?” I ask.
His silence gives me all the answer I need. I won. I shredded Burke’s control to pieces and made him mine.
I expect him to praise me for my oral skills, but instead, he narrows his eyes.
“Very bad,” Burke growls. I should’ve known he wouldn’t give up that easily. He buries his fingers in my hair and guides me upright. He sits down on the bed and pulls me across his knee. “I’m going to spank you now. And you’re going to think about what you’ve done, making me come down your throat like that when it should have been in your hot little cunt.”
Every thought other than my impending punishment leaves my brain. Before I came to Second Circle, I never would have thought I could enjoy this, but Burke has taught me to enjoy all kinds of things.
His palm cracks across my ass, leaving a heated sting in its wake. I arch into it, wanting more. By the fifth smack all I can think about is the sound of flesh against flesh and how wet I’m getting.
It feels so good to be punished for something I wanted to do. I pushed Burke across a line, and now he’s shifting the balance of power back in his favor.
He’s done after the sixth slap. He rubs my ass tenderly and kisses the back of my neck. “Are you okay?”
I choke on a laugh. I’m hot and panting all over again, but I suppose ‘okay’ will suffice.
“Yes, sir.”
Burke draws me into his arms, and we fall back drowsily on the bed.
Then my phone rings and everything I was trying to forget for a few minutes comes rushing back. Carter. Hope. The case. My throat tightens with panic. Why did I think I could waste time? Hope might not have time.
And yet … I was able to push her aside and get caught up in Burke so easily. What kind of person does that make me? Make him? I’ve always known that Burke is dangerous, but I’ve never really understood it until this moment.
He’s dangerous because I can lose myself in him. Because the intensity of wanting him burns so brightly it can make me forget everything that matters.
There are people who need me. Hope needs me. I’ve already wasted too much time.
I push away from Burke slowly. “I have to go.”
He looks at me with half lidded eyes. “I thought you changed your mind.”
I shake my head. I don’t trust myself to speak anymore. I pick up my clothes and pull them on in a hurry.
“Stay,” Burke orders.
“No.” I grab my phone and purse then shove my
“I thought you needed to leave?” He raises an eyebrow.
I shake my head mutely. It’s been weeks already; I can wait another fifteen minutes before I find out something that’s going to shatter my world. I just want fifteen minutes of good before there’s nothing but bad.
“I want to suck you off.” The words excite me. I want to get his cock in my mouth so I can taste myself on him and know that he’s mine just like I’m his.
“Come here.”
I scramble off the bed and drop to my knees in front of him. His cock is huge, but I’m eager to have him filling my mouth. I grip him with both hands and slide my tongue up his length to lick my juices off of him.
Burke groans and buries his hands in my hair. “Sweet Jesus, Lola, you have no idea what you do to me.”
Except I know exactly what I’m doing to him—I’m making him forget everything like I’m making myself forget. I take him deep in my throat before cupping his balls in my hand. He swears as I increase my pace. I give his cock all the attention of my mouth. This time, he’s going to be the one to lose control. I’ll make sure of it. It’s the only thing I can do at the moment to chase away my fears.
I work his cock eagerly, spurred on by every noise he makes.
He murmurs my name, and I know I’ve got him. His seed hits the back of my throat, and I swallow it down as quickly as I can. I wring every drop of pleasure from of him, then fall back onto my ass and catch my breath.
“Was that bad?” I ask.
His silence gives me all the answer I need. I won. I shredded Burke’s control to pieces and made him mine.
I expect him to praise me for my oral skills, but instead, he narrows his eyes.
“Very bad,” Burke growls. I should’ve known he wouldn’t give up that easily. He buries his fingers in my hair and guides me upright. He sits down on the bed and pulls me across his knee. “I’m going to spank you now. And you’re going to think about what you’ve done, making me come down your throat like that when it should have been in your hot little cunt.”
Every thought other than my impending punishment leaves my brain. Before I came to Second Circle, I never would have thought I could enjoy this, but Burke has taught me to enjoy all kinds of things.
His palm cracks across my ass, leaving a heated sting in its wake. I arch into it, wanting more. By the fifth smack all I can think about is the sound of flesh against flesh and how wet I’m getting.
It feels so good to be punished for something I wanted to do. I pushed Burke across a line, and now he’s shifting the balance of power back in his favor.
He’s done after the sixth slap. He rubs my ass tenderly and kisses the back of my neck. “Are you okay?”
I choke on a laugh. I’m hot and panting all over again, but I suppose ‘okay’ will suffice.
“Yes, sir.”
Burke draws me into his arms, and we fall back drowsily on the bed.
Then my phone rings and everything I was trying to forget for a few minutes comes rushing back. Carter. Hope. The case. My throat tightens with panic. Why did I think I could waste time? Hope might not have time.
And yet … I was able to push her aside and get caught up in Burke so easily. What kind of person does that make me? Make him? I’ve always known that Burke is dangerous, but I’ve never really understood it until this moment.
He’s dangerous because I can lose myself in him. Because the intensity of wanting him burns so brightly it can make me forget everything that matters.
There are people who need me. Hope needs me. I’ve already wasted too much time.
I push away from Burke slowly. “I have to go.”
He looks at me with half lidded eyes. “I thought you changed your mind.”
I shake my head. I don’t trust myself to speak anymore. I pick up my clothes and pull them on in a hurry.
“Stay,” Burke orders.
“No.” I grab my phone and purse then shove my
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