Page 52 of Royally Embraced: RBMC

“I’m already on a round from the previous wound,” Jeter said.

Tori grimaced at the reminder.

“Well, then he can still look at you. Come on, you two crazy kids. Let’s go so you both can shower and get cleaned up. Besides, your friends are downstairs, and they’re driving me crazy. How the fuck do you put up with them?” Kendrick asked.

Tori smiled at Kendrick’s puzzled expression. She wondered what the other men were like and how they had caused the stoic man to be so off balance.

“Let’s go, Vita Mia, before my brother has an aneurism.”

She and Jeter stepped out of the closet to find the space spotless. Tori did a double-take, marveling at how different it looked from only an hour ago. Money truly could work magic.

Chapter Twenty Five

Tori smiled over at Jeter. Four weeks flashed by in no time since they’d returned to California. She lay on the red silk sheets of their bed, waiting for him to return from the club run. Although he’d explained the details to an extent, she’d known from the jump that he couldn’t divulge certain aspects. She accepted that part of his life and loved him for his honesty and trust.

“You look so fucking sexy spread out with your hair cascading like a waterfall on my pillow like that,” Jeter growled.

She gasped at his voice. Her entire body vibrated at the sight of him standing in the doorway, watching him pull off his shirt. Next, he unsnapped his jeans and pushed them down his thighs. He must’ve taken his boots off at the door to the house.

“Did you turn the alarm off?” she asked. Her mouth went dry as his cock sprang free, pointing up and nearly touching his navel.

“Of course. How else was I going to surprise my woman?”

She licked her lips, wondering how she could get him to come closer so she could lick the drop leaking from the tip. All thoughts were forgotten as he stalked closer and pounced on the bed, chuckling at her.

“See something you like?”

“Hmm, I do. Your dick looks really sore. Look at him, all steel wrapped in skin and veins. And the tip is like an angry red mushroom begging to be eaten,” she said, snapping her teeth together.

Jeter straddled her body, pulling her arms above her head. “That sounds kinky to me. How about you put your mouth where I so desperately need it then?” he growled.

She eyed his dick as he eased up her body. “Yes, please.”

He released her arms. “Keep ‘em there.”

Grabbing his dick, he guided himself inside her mouth and began to move in and out while she licked and sucked. Tori hummed, knowing he loved the sensation when she did that. His answering groan had her smiling.

“Enough. I need to taste you.” Jeter pulled out of her mouth, smothering her protest with a heart-stopping kiss.

She melted beneath his mastery, giving him her tongue as he sucked it into his mouth.

He began kissing down her body, taking the sheet away as he did. She’d known he was coming home and wore nothing under the covers.

“You’re the best present I could ask for,” he whispered against her flesh.

Tori grinned. She hoped he liked what she’d planned for Christmas the following day.

“I need to touch you.” She sifted her hands through his hair, watching him move down her body.

“Anything you need, you can have. Watch me, Vita Mia, as I face fuck my pussy. I’m going to lick you until you scream my name. I want to taste your juices until I’m dripping in them, and then I’m going to claim you.”

Jeter stared up at her, his fingers opening her up for his tongue. He swiped through her slick flesh, humming in a deep rumble of appreciation that set her ablaze.

He spread her lips with his thumbs and did the laziest lick that made her arch her back, needing more. He did it again, from ass to clit. The sadistic man chuckled.

“What is it, baby?”

“You’re a pussy tease, Jeter.” She wiggled her hips, trying to get him to do...more.

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