Page 86 of My Sweetest Temptation

I turned my head away, but his hold on me intensified, his fingers digging into my skin as he secured his grip around my neck. “Don’t ever turn away from me. Your lips are the only ones I want around my dick. Your touch is all I want to feel on my skin. Your name is the only sound I want coming out of my mouth.” He leaned closer until he was in my face. “Now make me fucking come.”

My lips curved into a mischievous smile, and he grinned in return. I put his shaft back in my mouth, and a strangled groan burst from him. I stroked his dick up and down.

He thrust his hips against my face, seeking more, and grabbed my hair in a tight hold. I let him move my head up and down faster. I sensed his impending release, and I worked harder, wanting to push him over the edge.

I sucked and sucked, whimpering as my own need heightened. His moans filled the room, and it just made me wetter. My fingers found their way between my legs, seeking release. I slipped my fingers inside my wet pussy and rubbed my clit.

His hips rocked harder and faster into my mouth, and he yelled out my name. “Fuck, Winter. You like sucking my dick?” My eyes watered when he hit the back of my throat and made me gag.

I gently scraped my teeth along his length and the tip in response. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to come.” I increased my pace as he tried to pull me away.

“Baby, I don’t want to come in your mouth,” he rasped, his voice strained.

I ignored his pleas and continued to suck his dick like a lollipop.

“Fuck, baby. Stop.” He groaned, but I kept going.

Suddenly, he pulled out of my mouth, leaving me breathless. His eyes were wild, and in a swift move, he ripped my dress, making me shriek.

“Damn it, Winter!” He grabbed his dick and gave it a few tugs before come squirted out and landed on my chest.

Yep, that was...kind of...hot.

I stared, mesmerized by the raw intensity of his grunts and watching him come undone.

He blinked and looked down at me like he was drunk. “That’s the fastest I’ve ever come, Winter.”

I smiled proudly.

Without warning, he dropped to his knees, his hands finding my throat once more. “The next time I tell you stop, you fucking stop.”

“So, there will be a next time?” I asked with a smirk.

“Fuck yeah,” he growled.

“And if I choose not to obey?” I teased, relishing my power to challenge him and have him at my mercy.

He tightened his hand around my throat but not hard enough to constrict my breathing. “Then I’ll fuck your cunt hard and fast.”

I leaned in, my breath mingling with his. “Looking forward to it.”

It had been a whole week since my date with Nico, and I’d thrown myself back into work, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was avoiding me.

I replayed that night over and over in my mind, looking for a clue that I might have missed. Did he really enjoy it, or was it just a fleeting moment for him? The thought that he’d maybe lost interest made me nauseous. What if I misread everything? I thought we had something, but now I was left in this limbo, second-guessing every interaction.

The cool air brushed against my face, snapping me back to reality. My shopping bag hung loosely at my side, the crinkly plastic filled with groceries. As I walked, a car screeched behind me. The headlights sliced through the darkness. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Nico storming out of his car with a look of fury and charging at me like a bull.

Oh, crap.

NICO

When Enzo called and told me that Winter was walking home at night from the store, I lost my shit.

What the hell was she thinking?

Winter apparently had gotten under Enzo’s rough exterior. She didn’t know that Enzo was assigned as her bodyguard 24/7. I needed to make sure she was always safe. If I had the choice, I’d move her in with me and handcuff her ass to my bed—where she belonged.

“You’re coming with me,” I snarled at Winter, grabbing her arm with a little more force than necessary, and she winced.

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