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Cradling her head in my hands, I thrust into her mouth. Tara gags and gurgles and makes all kinds of sweet, messy noises while I ram my dick down her throat. She taps my leg and I pull out, even though I’m so fucking close to coming that I’m shaking. “You good, Butterfly?”

Her breaths saw out of her. Drool coats her chin. Her eyes are glassy and cheeks beautifully flushed. “My jaw hurts.”

Too bad. “Open.”

She does, and it makes me pause. “How bad does it hurt?”

Tara’s brow furrows. “Bad. But I want to keep going. I want to taste your come, Sir.”

I don’t want her in pain just to chase down my pleasure. No kink shaming, but that’s just not for me. “I’ll give you a taste, Butterfly.” Swiping the drool off her chin, I add my own spit to it and jerk myself off with her waiting impatiently for my load. “Tell me you want it.”

“I want it. I want all of it.” She leans forward and sucks on one of my balls again, pulling it into her mouth until my eyes cross.

“Fuck, woman.” I jerk off faster. “Stick out your tongue, baby.”

She releases my balls and does what I ask. I come all over her tongue and lips. One rope lands on her chin and I swipe it, gathering it on my thumb before I stick it in her mouth. “Suck it clean.”

Tara does everything I say.

“Did you swallow every drop?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Cupping her chin, I stare down at her. “Let me see.” The room spins when she opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out. She swallowed my entire orgasm. “Such a good girl.”

“I want more.” Tara leans forward and grabs my balls again. I pull back. “Please?” she begs. “I want you to sound like that again, Sir.”

Sound like what? “What noise did you like?”

If I know what makes her melt, I’ll figure out what makes her freeze too.

“My name,” she says, paralyzing me.

I didn’t say her name, did I? Wait. No. Wait. Did I?

Fuck.

“You just screamed my name like it was…” She clams up and backs away. Pulling up to her feet, Tara shakes her head. “Never mind. It’s stupid.”

I grab her arm, stopping her from walking away from me. “How did I say it?” Morbid curiosity alone has me almost begging to know her answer.

“Like… you’ve been in Hell and…” Her gaze softens. “And I was the angel that pulled you out.”

She rips her arm out of my grip and disappears into the bathroom, leaving me naked and alone in the suite with my heart in my hands.

Shit.

Chapter 28

Tara

It’s stupid to read into anything Ryker says and does. He’s a cunning hustler. It’s a mistake to ever consider the possibility that he’d fall for someone like me. I’m a temporary problem with an expiration date, not his salvation.

And he sure as shit isn’t my savior, either.

I should have never tried to dominate him. No matter how great it felt, I messed it all up. I just wanted him to grovel and worship me and admit something he’s probably never said to anyone else.

I’m so fucking stupid and arrogant.

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