Page 78 of Heart of The Night

I sucked harder, pumping him faster.

‘Cara…’ He was breathless. ‘I’m going to come,’ he warned, his thrusts slowing.

I took him all the way in, ignoring the pain in my jaw, the tears that ran down my cheeks, the urge to pull back. The sound of him hitting the back of my throat, over and over again, echoed in my ears. Fuck, he was so damned big.

‘Cara, I mean it. Unless you want it in your mouth, you need to stop.’ He sounded feverish, like his self-control was hanging by a thread.

I moved my head quicker, squeezing him firmer while my other hand massaged his balls.

Then, finally, the most beautiful moan poured out of him. His release flooded my mouth, filling it up until I had no choice but to spit or swallow. I quickly gulped down every last drop, then drew back, heaving for air. As I gazed up at him, catching my breath, the flavour of him lingered in my mouth – not bad at all. It hardly tasted like anything.

William stared back at me, his chest expanding and deflating with his deep breaths. ‘Show me,’ he commanded.

Kinky.

Opening my mouth, I proudly revealed that I’d swallowed every drop.

A crooked smile played on his lips. ‘What a view. I’d gladly lose myself in you forever.’

Chuckling, I got to my feet and stroked his chest. ‘Gladly?’ I echoed, my brow arching with scepticism. ‘You’re in handcuffs for a reason.’

He bent down, nuzzling my nose with his. ‘Let me out of them, Cara,’ he said softly, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. ‘You’ve had your way now.’

I shook my head. ‘No, not yet. I think I’ll hang on to my power for a bit longer.’ My hands went to his shirt buttons, nimbly undoing them one by one.

‘You’re being unfair,’ he moaned, shoulders sinking.

Smirking, I shifted my gaze to the view I slowly exposed beneath my hands. It made me salivate. I’d never stop appreciating how fit he was.

‘You’re so sexy, William,’ I said, spreading his shirt wide open and running my hands over his firm torso. Biting my lower lip, I clawed down his muscular chest and watched the red marks emerge after my nails.

‘Right now, I really wish I weren’t,’ he grumbled and turned his profile to me, scowling.

Chuckling, I gripped his shirt and pulled him toward the living room. He stumbled, struggling to step out of his trousers, then shot me a glare.

I stifled another laugh, realising I was basically taunting a caged beast. ‘I’m a bit scared to release you now. Maybe I’ll make you sleep in those cuffs.’

‘Don’t you dare,’ he snapped.

I flashed him a devilish grin and led him to one of the sofas in his living room. Placing my hands on his shoulders, I shoved him down onto it. He pouted up at me as I reached for the hem of my dress. Slowly, I peeled it up, revealing the black lingerie I was wearing beneath. By the time the dress was over my head, William was gawking instead, his jaw practically on the floor.

Leering at him, I dropped my dress on the shimmering rug and swivelled around, eyeing him over my shoulder. I stroked my buttocks, then gave them a spank.

I’d never seen him ogle me so blatantly and thoroughly before. Unashamed, his eyes roamed up and down my body again and again. After a long, deep breath, he closed his mouth and locked his gaze onto mine.

‘Let. Me. Out!’

I turned toward him, my eyes widening when I noticed that his dick was erect again. A slow grin spread over my mouth as I stared at it. He didn’t need to say a word. His physical reaction already made me feel like the most gorgeous woman in the world. Holding his gaze, I sank to my knees before him and stroked his rigid cock.

He swallowed, staring at me with a frenzied look in his eyes. ‘I need to fuck you more than I need to breathe right now.’

‘Don’t worry, darling,’ I purred and moved to straddle his lap. ‘You’ll be inside me soon.’ Wrapping my arms around his neck, I shifted so that my breasts cupped his jaw. His stubbly chin fit perfectly into my cleavage, and I smiled as I felt the coarse strands graze my skin.

‘Don’t they feel good, Will?’

His breath spread over my sternum and collarbones. ‘Cara, I’m in pain. Please.’

I drew back just enough to see his face. He had closed his eyes, his features twisted into a mask of suffering. Grinning, I grasped his jaw, aligned my lips with his, and leaned in until our mouths were a breath apart.

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