Page 26 of Toxic

Before I can respond, he’s kissing me again, softer this time but no less intense. When we part, I’m breathless.

“Now,” Hawk says, a wicked glint in his eye, “where were we?”

TWELVE

As we stumble toward the bedroom, hands grasping, lips seeking, I know I’m lost. Viktor, the danger, the outside world—none of it matters. There’s only Hawk, only this all-consuming need.

Our clothes came off and he eats me up with a possessive glance. I want Hawk so badly. He’s my drug and I can’t stay away.

“Come here,” he commands. I am not in the mood to let him be in charge. At least, not yet.

“No.”

I go against my word and step forward. My pent-up need begs for release. It’s always like this with him. I brushed my lips over his chest, flicking my tongue over his nipple. He groans and it’s enough to make my knees shake. The sound he makes is worth everything.

He slides a hand into my hair, gripping a bunch from the root and holding me in place. I don’t care that it hurts. I don’t care if tears gather in my eyes. All I care about is Hawk’s pleasure right now.

The way he takes short breaths and holds himself tense speaks volumes about his tight rein on his control. He’s fightinga losing battle. I want to tell him to let go, but it’ll only make him fight even more.

I kiss my way down his body until I’m kneeling before him, his cock standing proud in front of me. I want to worship him with my body. My man. I want to lick and bite him and leave my mark all over him. I lick my lips and glance up at him, all the while stroking his length with my hand.

“You on your knees is a beautiful sight,” he says. He looks so turned-on. The fact I can have this effect on him isn’t lost on me. Having seen his reaction to other women wanting his attention but only I can get him to lose control is absolutely empowering.

“I bet I can look even better.”

He watches me with a dark and dangerous glint in his eyes. “My cock in your hand does look good.”

I grin. “Oh, I can do better than that.” I lean forward and circle my tongue over his length. He sucks in a sharp breath.

“Fucking hell, Devin. You love games, don’t you?”

I do. I fucking love every second of our game.

“I can’t wait to be inside your tight, wet pussy,” his voice is rough and low. So sexy. I don’t know how he can get these reactions from my body. I am instantly ready to orgasm just from the mental image of what he said.

I slide him out of my mouth and meet his gaze as I glide my tongue over his length before gliding him down my throat.

“I want my cum all over your body.”

I do too. I want him to do whatever he wants with me, as long as it’s him, I don’t care.

“Look at me.”

I glance up and meet his gaze. He thrusts deep down my throat until I almost choke. I grip his ass cheeks, taking all of him into my mouth. Tears roll down my cheeks and I gag but I love how he grips my hair.

“I. Can’t. Fucking. Wait.”

His words are broken and I become fascinated with the need to have him come down my throat. I jerk and suck hard, tight, until my jaw aches, and swear I won’t be able to speak or chew for a week. But I don’t care. I just want him filling my mouth with his cum.

He tenses and thrusts hard one more time into my mouth. I make so many gagging noises and he finally loses it. He comes gripping my hair and shooting his cum down my throat. When I finish swallowing, he helps me up to my feet and kisses me. The kiss is hot, greedy, and he immediately shoves a hand between my legs. “So fucking wet. I can’t wait to devour you.”

Neither can I. “Then do it. Eat me. Fuck me. Make me come.”

I sit on the bed and spread my legs wide for him. He kneels and pulls me to the edge, draping my legs over his shoulders.

He kisses my inner thigh and grins. It’s full of promise and danger. Then he licks a spiral over my clit and I see stars. “You taste fucking delicious.”

My pussy’s slick and I want to come. It’s hard for me to breathe when my entire focus is on falling off this cliff that Hawk is dangling me over.