Page 31 of Lukas

Chapter Twelve

Reina tensedbut moved to the edge of the bed, obviously ready to slide to her knees. Lukas caught her by the chin before she could drop to the ground, forcing her brown eyes back up to his.

“Do you have a problem with being on your knees?”

She shook her head.

“Blowjobs in general?”

“I thought we were done with the question and answer session of our program.”

That sassy mouth. He had to hide his grin as he reached down to kiss her. He gripped her hair tightly in one hand and ran the other down to her ass, giving a pinch that turned into a squeeze. Within a few minutes they were both breathing hard.

Damn it, she could distract him better than anyone had ever been able to.

“Are you opposed to sucking my cock, princess?” There were things he didn’t know about her, allowances he would make if there was some good reason for her not to want to do it.

“No, not opposed,” she finally whispered. “I’m just not good at it.”

Seeing as how just looking at her hot little mouth was enough to get him three-quarters of the way there, he didn’t think there was going to be a problem. “How about you let me be the judge of that?”

She gave a little shrug. Damn it again, with the too much time to think. She’d been fine when he’d first got naked and then had gotten inside her own head again.

“On your knees, princess. No more thinking. Or if you’re opposed to your knees you can lay on your back on the bed with your head over the edge. I’d gladly fuck your hot little mouth that way.”

She flushed as she turned and studied the bed like she was trying to envision what he’d said. Damn little engineer had to understand everything.

He put a hand on her shoulder and pushed her down. Giving a blow job while hanging upside down was something they could work up to—damn, he would love having that clear access to deep throat her, but for right now, hell, he’d take her any way he could get her.

“You know what, little brainiac? I’ll give you step by step instructions, how about that?”

And just like that, the tension that had flooded her system was gone. Interesting that she could take clamps and a flogging in stride but nearly panicked at the thought of doing something she didn’t feel competent at.

She dropped to her knees, falling exactly at the perfect height.

“It’s like any skill, princess. You can get better at it.”

She smirked up at him. “With practice?”

“Smart ass.” Maybe he should tell her how his brother had trained his wife to give him the perfect blowjob—with a vibrator attached to her clit. Whenever she did something he liked, he would reward her by turning it on high.

Of course, Dominic had also had a cane in the other hand. If Cassandra did something with her mouth he didn’t care for she’d get a few hard swats on the ass.

The thought of that sort of training with Reina had him growing even harder.

“Oh, my God, what just happened?” she whispered.

“I started thinking about regularly scheduled blowjob training for you. Jesus, woman, get your lips on me right the fuck now.”

She grabbed him at the base and licked like he was her favorite-flavored lollipop. He didn’t even try to hold back the groan.

“That was good?”

“Yes. Fuck. Do it again.”

She lifted him this time and licked all the way from the base to the tip of his cock. Then she swirled her little tongue around the tip, peeking up at him with those chocolate brown eyes.

“What did I tell you about dishonesty, Reina?”

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