Page 25 of Royal Flush

To what? I wasn’t certain.

To why she had this kind of effect on me, creating a tremendous need that I had no idea if I could ever escape?

She continued toying with me just like I would have expected, running the edge of her nail down the side of my shaft. The ache was intense, increasing every second and my balls already felt heavy with cum. I gripped the arm of the chair with one hand, gently running my fingers through her long hair.

But her playfulness would need to stop.

“Mmm…” She darted her tongue across my sensitive slit, daring to look at my hooded eyes as if telling me she could stop at any time. That wasn’t going to occur.

I continued raking my fingers through her silky strands, doing my best to focus. Jasmine yanked down the material of my trousers to my knees, inhaling in an exaggerated manner as she brushed the backs of her fingers along the insides of my thighs.

“So big. So powerful,” she teased.

“You have no idea.” I was laughing but the truth was I was considered one of the most powerful men in the country, perhaps the world, capable of influencing corporate decisions and elections.

All because my brothers and I kept a little black book of proclivities. You never knew what information and art would come in handy to keep someone in line. It was a trick taught to us by our father and one that had already come into play. Enemies were rampant, more appearing every day. Why couldn’t people simply work hard to earn their slice of the pie?

She slipped her hand between my legs, rolling my balls through her fingers. “My, what big testicles you have there.”

“The better to fuck you with.” Now, with my elbow on the arm of the chair, I rubbed a single finger back and forth across my bottom lip. I was already at the point of longing to see more of her. At least while she was here, I would keep her under my control.

Big, bad wolf indeed.

As she finally pulled my cockhead into her hot mouth, I tightened my hold on her hair. Every sound she made, every strangled moan brought far too many filthy thoughts straight into the forefront of my mind. I shifted in the chair, doing my best to allow her to get used to the thickness. Watching her was a joy, the way her tongue swirled back and forth pushing that very wolf from his lair.

If only she had any idea of the wicked thoughts I had regarding what I wanted to do to her. Still, with this woman tempering my needs was best, not pushing her out of her comfort zone.

Goddamn, that wasn’t like me in the least.

I chuckled and the dark need continued to increase. “Suck me, Jasmine. Suck me hard.”

Her answer was to pull my cock from her mouth completely, licking down the underside then taking one of my testicles into her mouth. There was an art to the way she sucked, keeping pressure yet able to keep from driving me nuts. When she shifted to my other ball, I let out a deep exhale, my focus starting to fail.

I’d never lost control with a woman before, but I had a feeling I was about to.

When she finally returned her wet mouth to my cock, I gave it three seconds before jutting my hips off the chair, impaling her mouth with half the length. Her strangling sounds didn’t bother me in the least. In fact, the ragged moans were nothing but a powerful aphrodisiac. I used my leg muscles to drive deeper into her mouth until the tip hit the back of her throat.

Jasmine finally acquiesced control, gripping my thighs as I continued plunging into her mouth. Deep throating any woman was a sheer joy but with this woman, I could easily do it for hours.

The way she lifted her gaze, staring at me with huge eyes enticed more of me. My muscles were already strained, my longing to fuck her like some wild animal overcoming the joy of having her mouth and tongue providing me with extreme pleasure.

There was nothing I wanted more than to fuck her, use her.

After a few additional seconds, I pushed her head away, brushing the fingers of my other hand down from her forehead to her cheek. The way she was dragging her tongue across her bottom lip was further enticement. Whoever this girl was, she knew exactly how to handle me.

“What’s wrong?” she asked in a sultry voice.

“Absolutely nothing. Except I need your pussy right now. And I’m the kind of man who will never take no for an answer.”

Jasmine

The hunky man pointed to his lap, cocking his head as if he knew I would obey. I’d found myself enjoying teasing him far too much when so much of me wanted to break free, racing away. I longed to see what he would do, just like in the savage video that had kept me fully aroused.

However, I had the distinct feeling my naughty actions would only result in another round of punishment.

As I stood slowly, I concentrated on the thick arch of his eyebrows, the chiseled angle of his jaw. What little I knew about Braxton was that he was an impatient man. He’d already proven that and did so again by yanking me onto his lap. His grip on my hips was possessive, but it was the magnetic look in his eyes that kept me breathless.

I’d never been around a guy like this, the kind of man who had an instinctive ability to please a woman while maintaining utter control over her.

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