feel of him and a
pretty blush colored her cheeks. He liked the look. It was exactly how she’d
looked after he’d made her come. His cock leapt at the thought, remembering the
slick feel of her wetness on his fingertips, of her potent scent, which no
matter how many times he seemed to wash his hands wouldn’t go away. And when it
finally had, he couldn’t hide his disappointment.
“I do not have the patience for this,”
he ground out. He could smell her—Lord, why did she have to smell so bloody
good? He’d never cared about a woman’s scent before, but hers drove him mad,
and worse, it made is ball ache to be emptied.
Without warning, she covered his cock
with her hand. Their gazes locked, his heart leaping like galloping stallions
down a rocky pass. “What are you— ”
He didn’t even get to finish the
question before she squeezed him. A gargle sound escaped him. The pleasure
spiked through him all at once, stealing the breath from his lungs. Just as
quickly, she released him.
“You’re hard,” she stated,
matter-of-factly.
What was she playing at? He couldn’t
tell, but she was being deceptively cool. And he didn’t like it.
“Quite long, too. The women must like
that.”
“You say ‘the women’ like they’re a
specific group.” Sweat formed on his brow. Strain flexed his muscles until they
were tense. All because of her touch.
What would she do? What did she want?
He wanted her to touch him. He wanted it
with such potency he wouldn’t dare admit it. Especially not to her. If she knew
what kind of power she had over him…he’d never regain his footing. She was too
strong and she needed someone just as strong to match pace with her. That’s why
they were perfect together.
“I’m referring to all the women who’ve
had the privilege of feeling your big cock pillaging their little quims.” A wry
smile tipped her mouth, doing crazy things to his system.
“Soon, you’ll be one of them.” Ryon
dropped his head, needing to kiss her. He ground his hips into her—a direct
message. But she kept her cheek turned away and her mouth out of reach. If she
but gave him a few strokes, he could come.
She gasped at what he said, the sound
soft and sexy. Her eyes rolled up to meet his and they dazzled mischievously.
“Do you really think so? I’ll have to admit,” she whispered conspiratorially,
“I’ve never been with a man so…large.”
His chest puffed up, his ego soaring at
her words.
Yes, he thought. My cock will make its
mark on you; just as I will.
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” he
said, garnering her attention.
She cupped his manhood against,
squeezing it until he shuddered. Hard edges scraped down the length of him over
his trousers as she teased him with her long nails. Then, she stopped and lay
her hand over him again, a gentle covering.
His voice was significantly deeper as he
continued. “What I’m worried about, little devil, is seeing if my cock fits in your mouth.”
Her eyes darkened wickedly. He could
smell her arousal, the heady erotic scent a potent aphrodisiac. “I thought we’d
already discovered that. I remember you fitting quite…snugly.”
His eyes slammed closed at her apt
description, an expression of pain crossed his face. “True. But see, we haven’t
done the best experiment. If your mouth is as tight as it is now, how are you
going to handle all of me?” His cock leapt in her hand and she squeezed him
again, sending a flurry of undeniably wonderful pressure to his cock. Unable to
keep from kissing her any longer, he leaned down and found her cheek. Her
breathing was as erratic as his, he was happy to learn. A sheen of perspiration
coated her neck and he doubted it was from the lukewarm heat in the air.
“Wicked, wicked man,” she said, her
voice sounding weakened and defeated.
When he’d kissed all along her cheek, he
moved to her jawline, then up to her neck. He was getting lost in her. She
consumed his thoughts and mind. All
pretty blush colored her cheeks. He liked the look. It was exactly how she’d
looked after he’d made her come. His cock leapt at the thought, remembering the
slick feel of her wetness on his fingertips, of her potent scent, which no
matter how many times he seemed to wash his hands wouldn’t go away. And when it
finally had, he couldn’t hide his disappointment.
“I do not have the patience for this,”
he ground out. He could smell her—Lord, why did she have to smell so bloody
good? He’d never cared about a woman’s scent before, but hers drove him mad,
and worse, it made is ball ache to be emptied.
Without warning, she covered his cock
with her hand. Their gazes locked, his heart leaping like galloping stallions
down a rocky pass. “What are you— ”
He didn’t even get to finish the
question before she squeezed him. A gargle sound escaped him. The pleasure
spiked through him all at once, stealing the breath from his lungs. Just as
quickly, she released him.
“You’re hard,” she stated,
matter-of-factly.
What was she playing at? He couldn’t
tell, but she was being deceptively cool. And he didn’t like it.
“Quite long, too. The women must like
that.”
“You say ‘the women’ like they’re a
specific group.” Sweat formed on his brow. Strain flexed his muscles until they
were tense. All because of her touch.
What would she do? What did she want?
He wanted her to touch him. He wanted it
with such potency he wouldn’t dare admit it. Especially not to her. If she knew
what kind of power she had over him…he’d never regain his footing. She was too
strong and she needed someone just as strong to match pace with her. That’s why
they were perfect together.
“I’m referring to all the women who’ve
had the privilege of feeling your big cock pillaging their little quims.” A wry
smile tipped her mouth, doing crazy things to his system.
“Soon, you’ll be one of them.” Ryon
dropped his head, needing to kiss her. He ground his hips into her—a direct
message. But she kept her cheek turned away and her mouth out of reach. If she
but gave him a few strokes, he could come.
She gasped at what he said, the sound
soft and sexy. Her eyes rolled up to meet his and they dazzled mischievously.
“Do you really think so? I’ll have to admit,” she whispered conspiratorially,
“I’ve never been with a man so…large.”
His chest puffed up, his ego soaring at
her words.
Yes, he thought. My cock will make its
mark on you; just as I will.
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” he
said, garnering her attention.
She cupped his manhood against,
squeezing it until he shuddered. Hard edges scraped down the length of him over
his trousers as she teased him with her long nails. Then, she stopped and lay
her hand over him again, a gentle covering.
His voice was significantly deeper as he
continued. “What I’m worried about, little devil, is seeing if my cock fits in your mouth.”
Her eyes darkened wickedly. He could
smell her arousal, the heady erotic scent a potent aphrodisiac. “I thought we’d
already discovered that. I remember you fitting quite…snugly.”
His eyes slammed closed at her apt
description, an expression of pain crossed his face. “True. But see, we haven’t
done the best experiment. If your mouth is as tight as it is now, how are you
going to handle all of me?” His cock leapt in her hand and she squeezed him
again, sending a flurry of undeniably wonderful pressure to his cock. Unable to
keep from kissing her any longer, he leaned down and found her cheek. Her
breathing was as erratic as his, he was happy to learn. A sheen of perspiration
coated her neck and he doubted it was from the lukewarm heat in the air.
“Wicked, wicked man,” she said, her
voice sounding weakened and defeated.
When he’d kissed all along her cheek, he
moved to her jawline, then up to her neck. He was getting lost in her. She
consumed his thoughts and mind. All
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