Page 71 of He Will Come for Me

“Now, suck.” I suck as his other hand wanders. It starts at my collarbone, tracing it with featherlike touches as my body tingles all over and a need only he can produce settles between my legs.

“Think you can handle my cock in that pretty mouth of yours?” he asks as he trails his fingers along the edge of the fabric of my dress. I can’t talk with his thumb in my mouth, so I nod. “Have you ever done that before?” I shake my head.

He hums. “Seems like I get to experience all your firsts.” And many of them have been in front of a group of people. His fingers dip inside my dress, caressing my breast as he circles my nipple before pinching it slightly.

I gasp as need, lust, and desire vibrate through every cell in my being. “Are you wet for me, pet?” I arch an eyebrow at him as I run my tongue over the pad of his thumb. What a silly question. I’ve been wet for him all night. He chuckles before slipping his thumb out of my mouth. Taking my hand, he leads me to the other side of the room, so the bed is between us and the window everyone is observing from.

He grabs a pillow and places it on the floor. “Get on your knees.” I sink down onto the pillow, expecting him to unbutton his pants so I can suck his cock. “Spread your knees, but keep your toes touching.” I adjust myself until I’m how he likes me. He squats down in front of me adjusting my dress slightly, so it’s not in the way. Since I’m behind the bed, he’s the only one that can see me. His hand grazes up my inner thigh and he swipes his finger through my wetness twice. I close my eyes and tip my head back at the small amount of pleasure.

“I’m going to make you feel so good, pet.” I swallow as he stands. He turns and opens the drawer of the nightstand. When he turns toward me, there’s a pink u-shaped vibrator in his hand. At least that’s what I think it is. I want to clench my legs closed, but I can’t with the way I’m positioned. He squats down again and shows me the vibrator.

“Have you ever used a vibrator?” he asks. Heat rushes up my neck to my forehead.

“Once,” I reply. His grip tightens on the vibrator, his knuckles turning white.

“With who?” His voice is low.

I lean my head back, squinting my eyes at him. “Myself.” His grip on the vibrator relaxes.

“And you only did it once? Did you not like it?” I sigh, not wanting to talk about this. Looking to the side, I avoid his intense gaze, but he won’t let me. He grips my chin with his thumb and forefinger, so I’m looking at him again.

“Come on, pet. If you didn’t like it, I won’t use it.”

I look at his nose, his cheek, his ear, anywhere but his eyes. “I did like it. A lot.”

“But?” he prods.

“It made me squirt,” I whisper as low as possible because I don’t want anyone else to hear. I’m so embarrassed I put my hands over my face. He gently removes them and cups the back of my neck with the hand not holding the vibrator.

“That’s nothing to be ashamed of.” I give him an “oh really” look. One side of his mouth tips into a smile. “They’re designed to give you pleasure.” He turns it on, making me jump at the sudden sound. He trails the vibrator along the V of my dress. Sucking in a breath, my stomach quivers at the sensation.

“I’m going to put this in you.” He circles my nipple with the vibrator. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, tilting my head back. I whimper, wishing I had some friction on the pillow below me. He shows me a small remote. “I’ll control it. Turning it on and off as I wish. I’ll also slow it down or speed it up as I wish.”

“What if…” I trail off, my stomach flipping with anticipation and nerves. “What if I can’t handle it?”

“Your mouth will be full, so you’ll tap my leg twice.” I stare into his beautiful eyes. “Trust me, pet. You’re going to love this.” He leans forward, kissing me slow and deep. He continues totrail the vibrator down my sternum, down my stomach, and between my legs. Bringing my hands up to cup his face, I kiss him like I’ve wanted to kiss him for weeks. He touches my clit, the vibrator still on, and I jerk.

I moan around his tongue as he moves in closer to me, his chest touching mine. He pulls back slightly, pulling my bottom lip between his teeth slowly. I love the way he kisses. It almost distracts me from what he’s doing with the vibrator. That is until he pushes it inside me. I inhale sharply as my legs begin to shake. Before I careen over the edge, he stops it. I moan in frustration and he chuckles.

“All in time, pet.” His words wash over me like a breeze on a hot summer day. He stands, undoing his pants. When he pulls his cock out, I bite down on the tip of my tongue. He’s large. I look up at him. He’s fully clothed and I hate it.

“Can you unbutton your shirt?” I ask him.

“If you want to see more, undress me.” I suck in a breath at his command, but do as he says. His top two buttons are already undone, so I slowly begin undoing the rest. It’s a tease when each button is undone as his tattooed skin comes into view. With the last flick of my fingers, his chest and abs come into view. His pants hang low on his hips, showing the V that leads down to his hard cock.

My fingers itch to touch his exposed skin, but I’m not sure if I’m allowed. Instead, I place my hands on my thighs. Tipping my chin, I look up at him. The look on his face breaks down the measly wall I’ve attempted at building and rebuilding over the past few months. He looks like he cares for me. Like this means more to him than a show or display for those watching us. I thought that on our wedding night too.

“You can touch, pet.” The blue of his eyes is just a rim around his dilated pupils. I lift my hand and wrap my hand around his cock. He sucks in a breath, his eyes widening slightly, buthe doesn’t stop me as I rub up his shaft slowly. Releasing him, I trace my fingers along the indentions of his abs. Leaning up slightly so I can reach, I continue my exploration to his pecs before trailing my fingertips back down his abs.

I take my index finger and swipe off the bead of precum that is glistening on his tip. Settling back down onto the pillow, I bring my finger to my mouth, look up at him, and lick it off. His chest is moving quicker than it was a few minutes ago, and his eyes are even darker.

“So beautiful on your knees for me, pet.” He cups my face and rubs his thumb across my lip. I almost believe he’s doing this because he wants to. The vibrator turns on and I jerk forward. I place my hands on his thighs so I don’t fall over any further.

“Oh god,” I whisper. His cock is right there, so without thinking, I lean forward even more and suck one of his balls into my mouth.

“Shit.” He wraps his hand around my hair as I move to the other one. I have no idea what I’m doing, so I allow instinct to take over. If his hand tightens in my hair, I know he likes it; if he also inhales or exhales suddenly, he loves it. I lick up his shaft, making sure to use as much saliva as I can so he’s good and wet before taking his tip into my mouth and circling it with my tongue.

I get distracted by the line that forms a V and pull off him. I wonder briefly if he’s going to stop me, but he doesn’t. My lips graze his skin and satisfaction blooms in me when goosebumps break out on his skin. When I reach my destination, I pull his skin between my lips. I’ve never done this before, but I want to mark him like he’s marked me. I want to stamp my proof of ownership on him so no one else will ever get this side of him again.

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