Page 88 of Reckless King

Desire for her is a physical ache inside me. I can feel the heat radiating off her, but I’m dying to have her pussy pressed up against my already throbbing dick.

She tilts her head, eyes locked on mine. “Is this when I ask?”

I smirk at her and bring my palm to her cheek. “So impatient. I’ll tell you when it’s time. Until then, I want you rubbing that needy clit against me.”

Finally, she sinks down onto my lap. The heat of her soaks into me, instantly tightening my balls.

I grip her ass, encouraging her to move, and she tentatively rolls her hips. “That’s it. Fuck, I can’t wait to have my cock inside you when you’re moving like that.”

She looks up at me through her lashes. “You can put it in now if you want.”

With a chuckle, I bring her face down to mine so I can brush my lips against hers. “I want to. But I won’t. I’m going to enjoy watching you get yourself off just thinking about how good my cock will feel inside you.”

“Oh god,” she breathes.

I drag the bodice of her dress down, revealing her fucking perfect breasts. Then I take her wrists and cuff them together behind her back with my hand, tugging down until she’s forced to arch her back and thrust her chest out.

“Now make yourself come while I suck on these incredible tits.”

She exhales shakily and rolls her hips again. Without the use of her hands to brace her, she has to rely on the muscles of her thighs alone to work herself against my length.

But she does it.

I bend down and take one of those perky pink nipples between my lips. It’s the first taste of them I’ve had since Onyx, and it feels as if I’ve been dying of a thirst that’s finally been quenched. I suck hard, loving the feel of it furling tight on my tongue, then I move to her other breast and bite down lightly.

She whimpers in response, and I smile against her heated skin. From there, her movements get more frantic. She drops her head back, thrusting her tits even farther forward. God, I’mdying to see them bouncing in my face as I fuck her. As I finally take what I’ve already claimed as mine with that ring.

“Such a good girl, rubbing that beautiful pussy against me until you come.” I can’t help but rock up into her, giving her more friction, rewarding her for doing such a good job.

“Tate,” she whispers. “I’m so close.”

“I know you are, butterfly. Do you need me to push you over the edge?”

“Yes.” The word comes out almost as a whine.

I raise my fingers to her mouth and press them to her lips. “Suck.”

She opens for me, and when I feed them to her, she swirls her tongue around them. Once they’re nice and wet, I pull them out and release her wrists so I can drag the back of her dress up and rub my saliva-slick fingers against the puckered muscle between her cheeks.

She stills, her eyes widening.

“Trust me, butterfly. I’m just going to make you feel good. Keep moving those hips for me.”

She obeys, picking up her rhythm again. I use her own movement to nudge the tip of my finger just inside her back channel.

Her lashes flutter. “Oh god, Tate. That’s… that’s so…”

“Keep moving, Violet. Don’t stop. I want to feel it when you come.”

She moans again, and I press deeper, then hold, letting her rock onto my finger, giving her control over how deep she wants it. As she gets used to the sensation, her movements get stronger.

“Seems like my fiancée likes having my finger in her ass,” I murmur. I push a little farther in. “Imagine how good it will feel when I have my cock in here. Do you think you’ll like that justas much? How about my cock in your ass and a toy filling your pussy? When you come, do you think you’ll gush all over me?”

“Tate!” She’s barreling toward release, each moan louder than the one before.

As much as I want to hear her scream, her sounds are only for me to hear. I bury my hand in her hair and drag her mouth down to mine. I slide my tongue against hers, and she’s really moving against me now. Her motions become jerky, and she’s tightening around my finger.

“Let me feel it, butterfly,” I growl against her lips.

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