Page 49 of Outlaw

“You’re so angry.” He took a step toward me. “Why is that? Did I not have everything you liked at the sundae bar? And you didn’t eat one of the cherries.”

He was playing games with me, and this had to stop. Mentally,I could not handle this. But telling him that he affected me would show him my weakness, and a man like Linc did not need that power. He had enough already.

I took another step back, and he continued closing the distance until my back hit the wall. An almost chuckle came out in a breath, and he reached up to cup the side of my face.

His thumb brushed over my lips. “In Vegas,you showed me how you could use your tongue and tied at least five cherry stems into a knot. Why not tonight?”

I didn’t respond, but focused on breathing normally. Acting unaffected. Although the area between my legs was anything but.

“I have an idea to loosen you up.” The gravelly tone in his voice made it very difficult for me not to press against him and bury my nose in his chest. Inhale and soak him in. “Why don’t you take off these tight-ass pants that you’ve been teasing me with all night and your wet panties, then lie on the bed and spread your legs? I’ll lick and tongue-fuck your pussy. You can pull my hair while you come in my mouth.”

My knees buckled slightly, and I sucked in a breath.

His hand went to my waist and held on to me. “Easy, Ringlets,” he said gently.

Blinking, I stood there, considering it. Yes, I was that stupid. But I knew what his tongue could do, and I wanted it. The regret that would come was the only thing keeping me from doing exactly as he’d said. His fingers began to slide into the waist of my pants, and I shook my head.

“No,” I breathed.

“Shh,” he whispered, bending his head and brushing his lips against my temple.

“Stop,” I said with a little more force as the tips of his fingers made it inside my panties.

“It’s okay,” he whispered against my skin. His breath smelledof mint and whiskey. “I left it wet and swollen today. Let me take care of you.”

With my body screamingyesand my head shouting backno, I shook my head again as I trembled and panted for breath. I was going to come the second he touched me, and I didn’t want him to have the satisfaction, but the urgency to feel it was taking over. My body was winning the battle.

His middle finger slid between my folds as his hand cupped me. “You keep telling me no, but your pussy is so wet that it soaked through your pants.” His tone was scolding. “When are you gonna stop lying to me, Ringlets? Where did my good girl go?”

Using his fingertip, he circled my entrance slowly, then ran it up to my clit and did the same to it. The pulsing was almost painful, as its need for attention turned fierce. My head dropped forward against his chest, and I grabbed his arms to keep from falling to the floor.

“You don’t want me to stop, do you?”

His words taunted me. I didn’t care. I just wanted that release.

“You’re dripping with need. Let me lick it up for you.”

“Oh God.” The words tore out of me, and I shook from the thought of it.

“That’s right. I’m your god. I take care of all your needs. You just have to be my good girl.” His teeth nipped my earlobe. “Go lie on the bed.”

My brain did its best to stop me. To remind me why this was a bad idea. But the desire had become my demon, and I was weak.

He continued to tease around my clit without touching it. “I can feel your clit throb. Let me lick it.” His tongue swiped at my neck. “Suck on it. I want your pussy juices in my beard so I can smell you.”

That was it. I nodded, and he stepped back enough to let me move to the bed. My body was so worked up that I struggled toget my bottoms off. With Linc’s eyes on me, it was even harder. Once I had them to my ankles and kicked them off, I turned and climbed onto the bed.

“Wait.” Linc’s hand grabbed my left thigh and held me still. “Stick your ass in the air, then spread your legs and show me that pussy.”

As if I needed anything more to make me crazed. I laid my cheek against the bed and did as he’d said, widening my legs.

“Better than my imagination,” he said gruffly.

The mattress sank in as he moved in behind me. His warm breath had me gripping handfuls of the cover beneath me. The first swipe of his tongue made me jolt as a whimper came from me.

“Fuck, that’s incredible. That’s a good girl’s pussy,” he praised, then ran his tongue from my folds to my other hole.

I tensed as his tongue circled the forbidden, untouched spot. It felt taboo and dirty, yet I felt a small gush, and my excitement began to trickle down my thighs.

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