Slowly, he pulls his hand away from my clit. His eyes never leave mine as he lifts his two fingers to his mouth, dragging his tongue lewdly over them as he laps up my arousal from his fingertips.
“Fucking delicious,” he murmurs, his voice a husky growl. “I want more. Do you want more, princess?”
“I—” My voice is a squeak, my gaze unfocused. “What?—”
“Do you want to come again? Or do you want me to let you out of your trap, little rabbit?”
I can’t think. I feel dazed, limp, still pulsing with the aftershocks of pleasure. “There’s more?” I whisper, and his lips curl up into a wicked, hungry smile.
“Oh, I’m going to devour you, rabbit.”
He lets go of my wrists, circulation rushing back into my fingers as he grabs my hips, lifting me with his hands as he slides down between my thighs. His hands drag down, underneath my thighs, lifting and spreading me open as he looks down at me.
“Fuck, you’re fuckingdrenched,” he growls, and his warm breath ghosts over my swollen, sensitive skin, making me whimper. “Let’s see how fast you can come again, Sabrina.”
I barely have time to register what’s happening before I feel the hot, wet slide of his tongue across my oversensitive clit. I grab at the arm of the sofa above my head, my back arching and hips thrusting up as a sensation even better than what came before washes over me.His fingers felt incredible, but histongue? It feels so good I can barely comprehend what’s happening.
Kian laps at me with his tongue, dragging it down to my entrance and back up again, circling my clit as I gasp and moan, thrashing beneath him. “Kian—Kian!” I cry out, grinding against his mouth as he slides his tongue back up, and I think I hear the muffled sound of his laugh before his lips fasten over my clit, and hesucksit into his mouth.
The sound I make is almost animal, keening as he sucks and licks at the same time—his mouth fastens between my thighs as he holds me up like I’m something for him to feast on. I grip the couch like I’m holding on for dear life, a second orgasm roaring up to follow the first. I feel like I’m losing control of my body, my mind, ofeverythingas the pleasure rolls over me, overwhelming me, and all I know is the sensation of Kian’s hot tongue, his sucking mouth, and the way it feels when he makes me come for a second time.
I feel as if I’ve lost all control as I grind against his mouth, the sensations crashing over me, until I’m lying there gasping and feeling as if I’ve partially left my body.
Kian pulls back, his eyes glinting wickedly as he drags his hand lewdly over the back of his mouth, lips glistening with my arousal. “You taste fucking delicious, princess,” he rasps, as he leans back against the couch, looking over at me as casually as if he weren’t sitting there fully clothed while I’m sprawled out naked and breathless next to him.
“I—” I can’t find words, at first. I sit up, slowly, my hair tangled around my face. I glance down, and see his cock still straining against the front of his jeans, pushing against the zipper. Kian reaches down as his gaze follows mine, his hand covering the bulge as he adjusts it, and I feel my mouth go dry.
Slowly, before I can stop myself, I lean over and slide my hand beneath his.
“Let me,” I whisper, as my heart starts to beat a nervous staccato in my chest.
10
KIAN
Ican tell that Sabrina is nervous. She’s never had a cock in her mouth before—probably never seen one in reality, and she’s looking at my lap as if my dick were a snake that might jump out and bite her.
I should tell her not to. Not tonight. A gentleman, arealgentleman, would tell her that I don’t need anything. That it was enough to make her come. That I’ll go home and take care of my throbbing erection myself, thinking about how sweet her moans sounded as I come into my fist.
But I can still taste her on my tongue. I can still feel the glossy, sticky sensation of her arousal on my lips. Andfuck, I want to see what it looks like when I thrust my cock into her pretty mouth.
“You want my cock, princess?” I murmur, feeling myself throb and strain as the words slip out. She looks up at me, all flushed cheeks and wide blue eyes, and I reach down, brushing her silky blonde hair away from her face as I gather it up in my fist. “You want me to be the first cock in your mouth?”
God, just saying that out loud makes me nearly come. I’m riding a high of victory, the feeling of having gotten Sabrina into bed soswiftly—or at least gotten her clothes off and her first orgasms on my fingers and tongue. She’s mine now, soft and pliable and eager for more, and I know I’ll have her begging for more of the pleasure that I can give her before long.
I’ll have her begging for my cock in no time. And just the thought has me reaching down, thumbing open the button of my jeans as I draw down my zipper.
“Get on your knees, princess,” I growl. “I want you naked down between my legs while I feed you my cock, if we’re doing this.”
She hesitates for just a second, her eyes widening. I tighten my hand in her hair, reaching up with my other to brush my thumb over her lower lip. She shudders, looking up at me, and I tilt my head slightly.
“You like it when I talk to you like this, don’t you? I bet you had men falling all over themselves to get your daddy to let them court you, didn’t you? Just hoping for his permission to have you all to themselves. But none of them did. Instead, you’re here with me, princess. And you like it when I treat you like the filthy little slut that you never got to be before, don’t you?”
She rears back at that, her mouth opening as if to protest, and I hold on to her hair, keeping her in place as her eyes dart around. I can see her deciding if she wants to fight, if she wants to run, or if she wants to give in to the desires I’m arousing in her.
I know a woman who’s never been handled roughly when I see one. And I know a woman who wants it and just can’t admit it to herself, too.
“There’s my little rabbit,” I croon, my cock throbbing as I slowly reach down and ease it out. “Look at what I have for you, princess. Hard and thick and all yours, if you want it.”