Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 83171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“I don’t talk about my family.”
In fact, all this talk has got me needing to relieve some stress, and I know exactly how to do that.
I wipe my mouth with a napkin and stand. “Your stew is delicious, Skye, but I’ve had enough talking for one night.”
Chapter Thirty-One
I yank her out of her chair, pull her against me, and smash my mouth to hers. I invade her with my tongue.
She tastes of beef stew and sweet spice.
She tastes of Skye.
And she melts into the kiss as I explore every inch of her mouth.
I pull her closer, grinding my thick cock into her. In truth, I’ve been semi-hard since I read the comment about her being my girlfriend.
It felt odd.
It felt dangerous.
It felt…right.
But I’m not here to be her boyfriend. I’m here to fuck her. To give us both what we need.
I kiss her with passion and lust. It’s a kiss of possession, of power, and she’s beginning her surrender.
If only I could surrender to the power she has over me. I’ve never wanted that kind of a relationship. Hell, I’ve never wanted a relationship at all.
But I’ve always known a true submissive wields great power—and I fear Skye may possess enough power to bring me to my knees.
Not tonight, though.
Not ever. I won’t let it get that far.
Tonight is for fucking.
Her nipples are hard, and I want to touch them, tweak them, suck them hard between my lips.
She threads her fingers through my hair as our kiss deepens, and it’s like our mouths are fused together.
I don’t want to break the kiss, but I need to breathe.
I pull away. “Bed.”
I drag her to the alcove where it sits and shove her down. She bounces lightly on the mattress as I strip off my shirt. Her eyes are wide as she gapes at me, her gaze sliding from my chest to my abs and then to the bulge in my pants. Good. Look all you want, baby, because tonight it’s going between those sex-on-a-stick lips of yours.
I’ve thought of sliding my dick into her mouth since I first laid eyes on her in Addison’s office. I got a tiny taste of it the first time we were together, but tonight I’m going all in.
I’m going to fuck her mouth.
I kick off my shiny leather shoes and unbuckle my belt. In a flash, I push my pants and boxer briefs over my hips and step out of them.
I’m naked, my big cock as erect as it’s ever been.
Skye is still fully clothed. Usually it’s the other way around. I love having a naked woman laid out for my pleasure while I still wear clothes. It’s a power thing. A control thing. And it’s hot as hell.
But damn, being naked for Skye, watching the pleasure she gets from gazing at every part of me…
That’s another kind of power, and I’m loving it.
Besides, I’m about to pull the ultimate power play.
I meet her gaze. “Get on your knees, Skye.”
“Braden, I—”
“On your knees!”
She sits on the bed, immobile.
I lower my voice. “Don’t make me say it again.”
She drops to her knees.
Nice. She’s so beautiful on her knees, her hair falling out of her ponytail, her lips parted just so.
My dick bobs in front of her, and she reaches toward me—
“No,” I say. “Stay still. Don’t touch me.”
She widens her eyes.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth like I fuck your pussy. You stay still.”
“But it’s better for you if I can use my hands.”
“Maybe I’ll let you do it your way sometime. Tonight, we do it mine. No hands. And no more talking.” Not that she’ll be able to get any words out with her mouth full of my hard cock.
I nudge it over her lips. “God, your mouth is so sexy. Open for me.”
She drops her lips into an O, and I slide my cock between them. Fuck! Fucking paradise. Her mouth is soft and warm, and she glides her tongue along the bottom of my shaft. Then she grabs onto the backs of my thighs.
I don’t stop her, even though I didn’t give her permission to touch me.
It feels too fucking good.
I pull out and then shove myself back into her mouth, going as far as I can until I hit the back of her throat. Nice. She doesn’t gag. I won’t have to ease her in.
I pull out and then slide into her again. I hold it before pulling out, resisting the urge to thrust.
I’m all about control.
It’s the wait. The thrill of the chase. The intensity of knowing what’s coming.
My release will be that much better.
Besides, I won’t be coming in Skye’s mouth. Not tonight. I came over here to fuck her, and I will fuck her.
I slide inside her mouth once more, and this time she sucks me slightly harder. I’ll give her the lead she seems to want because I’m horny and it feels so fucking good. I go faster. Faster. And she sucks me harder. Harder.