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 suck in a breath.
Watching her reaction to my words, my actions, thrills and sends sparks skittering over my flesh.
Her mind is working. I can almost see the cogs turning in her brain. She’s thinking about punishment, and she’s not sure if she’ll like it or hate it.
She’s wrong on both counts.
She’s going to love it.
“Are… Are you going to hurt me?” she asks.
“Only if you want me to.” I slip the blindfold onto her eyes once more. “Keep it on this time.”
“But are you—”
“Punishment doesn’t have to hurt, Skye. At least not physically.”
“So you’re still going to…?”
“Punish you? Oh yes.”
Shivers rack her body. “How—”
“No more talking,” I command. “You’re used to being in control, Skye, so I’m trying to be lenient. But I have my limits.”
She opens her mouth—
“Do you want to be gagged?”
She shakes her head vehemently.
I lower my head and nip at her soft earlobe. “The first thing I noticed about you was your sexy mouth. The second thing was your amazing rack. But the third thing, Skye, was what truly drew me to you. Do you know what it is?”
She shakes her head.
“When you dropped your purse, you wouldn’t accept my help. You had to maintain a semblance of control in the situation. Then there was the condom.”
She bites her lip. And damn, I want to bite it for her. Hard. Leave my mark on that sexy mouth.
“Yes, I saw it,” I continue. “Another way you keep your life in control.”
“Because I don’t want to get pregnant?”
I resist the urge to berate her for speaking again. “It’s more than that, and you know it. If a situation arises where you want to have sex, you’re ready. You don’t have to rush to the pharmacy for protection.”
“A lot of women carry condoms around.”
“Less than you might think. Some depend on other methods, or they run to the pharmacy as needed. Some are concerned only about pregnancy and not diseases.”
“And you know this because…”
“I’ve been with a lot of women.”
Well, she asked. I’ve always been amazed how many women expect the man to provide protection. It’s never a problem, as I’m always fully stocked with condoms, but so many women think only about unplanned pregnancies and not diseases, which can be far worse.
“I had a feeling about you.” I resist the urge to caress her soft cheek, trail a finger over her gorgeous neck. “About your need for control. Then, after our first dinner and my attempt to seduce you, I knew for sure.”
Her mouth twitches, but she doesn’t respond.
“I recognized it in you. I recognize it in people because it’s part of who I am as well.”
She nods.
“I wouldn’t be where I am today,” I whisper darkly, nipping her earlobe once more, “without knowing how to exercise control in every situation.”
She nods again and attempts to suppress a quiver unsuccessfully.
“That includes controlling you, Skye. Right now, I control your pleasure. I have leverage over you. Do you understand?”
She doesn’t respond.
“I asked if you understand.”
This time, she nods once more.
I gently push her onto the bed. “Lie down.”
She obeys.
I kneel, spread her legs, and draw in a breath, relishing the whiff of her sweet sent. She jars slightly. Already I see her sense of hearing is heightened. She’s aware of my intake of breath.
“Your scent intoxicates me, Skye,” I whisper. “I can sit here between your legs forever and never get tired of it.” I inhale again, this time holding my breath longer until I exhale.
A soft sigh emerges from her throat. She goes rigid.
“Relax, baby. No need to tighten up right now.” I inhale once more. “As much as I adore your smell, you taste even better.”
I begin at her perineum and slide my tongue upward until I get to her clit. She gasps sharply. I glide over her clit, swirling around, and then I close my lips around it and suck ever so slightly.
She sighs, and a moan follows. I give as much pleasure as I take, all while staying in control in the bedroom. Eating Skye’s pussy is as pleasing to me as it is to her. She’s that delicious, that responsive.
I don’t berate her for releasing the sounds. I commanded only that she not speak. Her sexy gasps spur me on, and I increase the speed of my tongue. She grips the comforter in both her hands and arches her back, undulating her hips. I’m deliberately ignoring her clit now. I’ve lit the fuse. Now it’s time for the long tease. I shove my tongue into her pussy and then lick and pull on her labia.
Her moans fuel my desire, and I move up and flick my tongue over her clit. Once. Just once.
She writhes beneath me. I know what she wants, but she’s going to have to wait.
I go back to eating her pussy. “You’re so wet,” I say against her flesh. “God, you drive me wild, Skye. You’re so responsive to everything I do.”