Page 10 of His Lovebug

Matt was fucking sexy on his knees above me with his massive cock punching against the front of his suit pants and his chest heaving. His pupils were huge and dark, which made him look even more dangerous. Out of control.

I moaned.

“You’re captured,” he said, opening his belt. I sucked in a deep breath, and he tugged out his cock. I’d been with guys who were technically bigger—or at least, longer—but his six-inch cock wasthickand hit my P-spot just right every time. The worst part? The jerk knew it. He stared at me with an evil smile that had my toes curling. “Get ready, Baby Girl, because I’m gonna destroy that pussy.”

5

COLT

The Courtesan was known for its luxuries, and it was the perfect place for me and Baby Girl tonight. Quin deserved to be treated like the princess he was, and after my spiral and the words that had stupidly spilled from my mouth, I owed him the best of the best. Bringing him here had always been on my to-do list, but Jackson’s visit had upped the timeline.

I had Quin exactly where I wanted him, sprawled out on his back across the largest bed I’d ever seen, wrists locked in handcuffs and chained to the flower hook attached to the wall. He was a meal that I wasn’t only going to eat but demolish, too. He’d always tasted delicious, and I was going to take a very long time tonight to explore every inch of his skin until he was writhing and begging me to finally take him. I was going to edge him, make him scream, and then cream.

With him locked in place, I took a step back from the bed and slowly shed my suit. He watched, gaze trained on me and mouth parted, and I took pleasure in knowing I had him hungry for more. The thing about my baby girl? He was always so desperatefor it, and his responses to my touches were perfect. He was one of a kind, and there was no way in hell I was letting him go.

If Jackson tried to come between us, I’d get rid of him permanently.

“Daddy....” Quin lifted his hips off the bed, directing my stare to his hard cock nestled in the thin red lace panties.

“Look at you.” Now that I was naked, I pressed my knee back into the bed and crawled up the length of his body, studying the way he shivered at having me close. “So fucking desperate for it, aren’t you, Wife? You want to make your husband happy, don’t you?”

He whimpered, tongue poking out to lick his upper lip as he stared at me from beneath long dark lashes. “Always, Husband. I want to make you so happy. Want you to put a baby in me.”

“Yeah?” One of my favorite games. I teased a finger over the outline of his cock, and he jerked his hips up toward me again, a harsh pant slipping from between his pretty lips. “You like your husband playing with your clit, Baby Girl?”

“So good,” he whined as he threw his head back and tugged at the cuffs. He wasn’t always in the mental space to call his dick his clit, and I was glad I’d gauged his mood correctly. The chain rattled but didn’t budge where it was hooked.

I hummed and leaned down to lick a stripe along his lace-covered hard length, and his whining intensified. He writhed beneath me, and I gripped his waist with my fingers, holding him flat on the bed.

“Daddy, that feels amazing. Please. Want your mouth.”

“Do you?” I chuckled lightly. “How my princess has grown confident from the virgin he was.” I laid a gentle kiss on his inner thigh, close to the hem of the underwear. “Spread your legs for me, Lovebug.”

He opened his knees wider. His asshole peeked out between the swell of his ass, barely visible under the lace but enough forme to see, making my mouth water at the thought of being inside him. Not yet. I was going to tease him until he had no choice but to explode.

I slid my finger along his length again before I dragged it lower, slipping the tip between his cheeks and dabbing playfully against his hole.

He moaned, rocking his hips back against my touch. “Please, Husband.Please.”

“Hmm, you like that?” I licked a stripe over the inside of his thigh, causing him to shudder. “Want me to finger your pussy, sweetheart?”

“Yes, oh yes!” He tilted his hips up, giving me more access. “I’ll do anything.”

I softly scraped my fingernail over the lace above his hole before humming thoughtfully. “Hmm, no I don’t think so, Baby Girl.” I grinned up at him, pleasure curling itself in the pit of my stomach as I stared at his flushed cheeks and desperate eyes. “I’ve got something else planned.” I pushed myself off the bed again, drowning in his pleading whimpers as I drew away from him.

“Daddy. Husband.Matt. Please, I need you.” He widened his pretty hazel eyes at me, lips quivering. “Don’t leave me here.” His hunger for me made him even more beautiful, with his mouth red from where he’d been sucking on his lips and his cheeks flushed. His tongue darted out, and he couldn’t stay still, wriggling and whining.

“Shh, Baby Girl, I’m not leaving you. I’m just getting a toy to play with.” I winked at him as I stalked to a large trunk on the right side of the room.

I’d been here a few times, so I’d requested the toy box. What was inside consisted of the largest array of sex toys known to man. The Courtesan catered to all their clientele, especially those who veered into kinky territory. I wasn’t the kind of personwho experimented in the rougher types of sex, but I did enjoy the use of a good toy when the occasion called for it, which happened to be now.

I opened the lid and perused the collection until I came across two of the toys I wanted. I grabbed the pink vibrator and a matte black prostate massager. Perfect. I walked back over to the bed and threw the toys on the mattress beside his knee.

Quin tugged at the restraints and stared down at the devices carefully, mouth parted in a small huff. “Is that?—”

“A vibrator and prostate massager? Yes, they are.” I grinned and slid between his legs, my cock bouncing and slapping me on the abs with the action. “I want to play, Lovebug. Let me play with you?” I grasped his leg in my hand and laid a kiss on the inside of his knee, then trailed up his thigh until I nosed his trapped cock. “What do you say? Let your husband take care of you? I can destroy you without even entering you, Baby Girl. Just say the word.”

He stared at me from under dark lashes, eyes shining with moisture. “Please, Matt. Unravel me.”

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