Page 27 of Caged Heat

“You taste better than I could’ve ever imagined, Nora. Come on, let’s get you dressed and back home.”

“Wait, what?” I asked, lifting my head. “We’re not going to… you know?” I asked, my forehead creasing in confusion.

“Not yet. You’re still not ready for me, and I refuse to hurt you. Don’t worry, though. It just means I get to prep you more.”

While I liked the sound of that, I couldn’t deny I was disappointed the night wasn’t ending in sex. I went twenty years without any, but I was apparently a fiend now that I’d had a taste.

August helped me dress, tucking my ripped panties into his pocket with a salacious look on his face. He quickly picked up all the items he’d brought and placed them back into the cooler, taking my hand before he led me to the car. It was quiet as we drove out of the secluded forest, a hundred thoughts racing through my head.

Was he being honest? Or did he not want to have sex with me?

Should I offer to do something for him?

Why would he pass up sex? Was it because I wasn’t any good at it?

“Whatever you’re thinking over there is wrong. I told you I don’t play games, dove. While I want to fuck you more than you know, I’ve waited this long already; I can wait until your body is physically capable of taking me.”

“It feels unfair,” I admitted, chewing on my bottom lip.

“I’m not sure what type of men you’ve been with, Nora, but you don’t owe me anything. Besides, if anyone ever tries to tell you that wasn’t just as pleasurable for me as it was for you, they’re liars and are manipulating you.”

“You really mean that,” I said, seeing the sincerity on his face. “You enjoyed getting me off.”

He scoffed, glancing at me momentarily before glancing back at the road. “Of-fucking-course I did. Immature men make it out to be a chore to pleasure a woman, but a real man knows the true benefits of it. Besides, I’m what some people refer to as a pleasure Dom. I get off on bringing you to climax. Giving you orders and having you follow them is the highest form of sexiness, right after watching and hearing you come. Believe me. I’m not lacking anything tonight. And when the time is right for us, when you’re ready for me, it will be the perfect culmination of everything. I like a little edge play.”

His words flowed over me, wrapping around me like a gentle caress, and I could almost feel them in my soul. He wasn’t lying. August enjoyed seeing me come more than coming himself. It was hot in an entirely new way.

A feeling of reckless sensuality surged up in me, and I wanted to return the favor. Not because it was expected but because I wanted to experience what he was talking about. I had the sudden urge to want to watch him come apart, and nothing would quench the need until it happened.

Unbuckling my seatbelt, I scooted into the center and put on the lap belt before he could say anything. He lifted an eyebrow, but when I only smirked at him, he returned his focus to the road. I took a deep breath and slid my hand down his groin, watching how he reacted. August sucked in a breath, his gaze flicking to mine again.

“Whatcha doing, Nora?” he asked, his voice rumbling through me.

I shrugged one shoulder, cupping him through his jeans. August shifted in his seat, his hand moving down to stop mine.

“No. It’s my turn,” I growled, taking some pointers from him earlier. I watched August’s jaw tick, his fingers flexing on mine as he debated. “Please. I want to feel what you did. To give you an ounce of the pleasure you gave me. I need it. Let me have this.”

He glanced down at me, searching my face before he swallowed and his fingers lifted from mine. Taking his release as permission, I unzipped his pants and tugged down the band of his boxers. His cock grew larger as I stroked him, his breathing increasing as I examined him closely. Hesitantly, I stuck out my tongue and licked the bead of pre-cum that had pebbled there. Saltiness exploded on my tongue, and I swirled it around the tip, searching for more.

The more comfortable I got with his cock, the more daring I became, sucking him as far as I could as I concentrated on him. My lips hurt as they spread around him, my jaw locking with each suck, but I didn’t stop. I could feel him tensing his thighs and abs with each stroke of my tongue, and I understood what he meant. His reaction was sexy, making me want to see what else I could get from him.

I didn’t realize the car had stopped until my seatbelt was released, and I was hauled into August’s lap. I squeaked at the way he manhandled me, loving the feel of his body beneath me.

“You’re driving me wild, dove. Did you enjoy that?” he asked, cupping my face and staring into my eyes. I had a wild hunch my pupils were blown with desire, my lips red from sucking.

“Yes.”

“Are you dripping wet?” he bit out, his hand dropping to push up my skirt. His palm cupped my pussy, the rough texture hitting my clit. My eyes rolled back as I rocked into him, but he pulled his hand back, licking the palm as he stared at me.

“You want to make me come, Nora?”

I nodded, reaching to stroke him again, but August stopped me and held my hands together in one of his. “Then do it with no hands.”

Furrowing my brow, I didn’t understand what he was suggesting. “How?”

August smirked but took his monster dick and rubbed it against my pussy, drenching himself in my wetness. My eyes rolled back again as the tip hit my clit.

“Now, show me how good you can use your hips. Make me come.”

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