Page 90 of Reckless King

“You’ve had me inside you. My tongue, my fingers…”

“No, not your fingers. Not your tongue.”

“That’s all you’ll get until I’m ready.”

He spins me and backs me out of the elevator, all the way to the huge dining table. Then he lifts me, depositing my ass on top of it. “Let me see you,” he growls.

I press a palm to the smooth, cool surface and raise my hips so I can rake my skirt up again. Then I part my legs. The air is cool on my slick flesh. Once more, Tate drops to his knees, latching on to my clit over the black lace and sucking. The heat and suction, even through my panties, are enough to make me gasp.

“I can’t get enough of your taste,” he groans. “These are ruined though.” He twists his fingers in the sides of my thong and rips, then tosses them to the floor. Next, he deftly undoes the straps of my heels. “Feet on the edge,” he demands. “Keep your thighs apart. Let me look at you.”

The thought is just as nerve-racking now as it was the first time we did this. But just like then, I’m too desperate for him to care. I brace my heels on the edge of the table, but looking at him looking at me is too overwhelming. So I lie down and stare up at the ceiling, my muscles already trembling in anticipation.

He doesn’t dive right in. The warmth of his breath washes over me, but he stops there. For all the sense of urgency he had before, now he’s playing with me. First, he eases my thighs farther apart, and then there’s just the lightest of touches, skimming over my sensitive skin. He brushes a kiss to my leg, and another closer to where I need him. Then he licks a line up my inner thigh, stopping just short of the mark. His next move is a nip that has sparks shooting straight to my aching core and a moan escaping from my lips.

His responding chuckle is dark. “Does my butterfly like a hint of pain with her pleasure?”

I don’t know. I’ve never experienced anything like this before. Certainly not with Eric, nor with any of the men I casually dated through college.

“I like what you make me feel,” I say.

He pauses, his breath hot against my skin. “Fuck, Violet. You don’t know what you do to me.” He bites me lightly again, not hard enough to hurt, just to send those sparks shooting along my nerves to my throbbing clit. “Remember what I said to you on the dance floor?”

Dipping my chin so I can see him, I rack my foggy brain for a recollection of anything other than this moment. “Th-that you’d make me come until I was exhausted, and then you’d give me your… your cock.”

From between my parted thighs, he pierces me with a feral look. “You don’t look exhausted to me, butterfly. You look needy. You’re not ready for my cock yet.”

A whimper escapes me as my muscles flex and quiver in response to his words.

“I’ll take care of you, Violet. Make sure you’re ready for me.” His tongue traces a line along my other thigh. “You taste so fucking sweet.”

My skin flares hot when it hits me—the insides of my thighs are wet from my arousal, and he’s tasting me with every swipe of his tongue. A hint of embarrassment prickles through me, but it dissipates quickly, because he leaves no doubt as to his enjoyment. He sucks and licks my inner thighs, stopping every time he gets close to where I’m desperately aching for him.

“Please,” I beg.

He looks up, eyes blazing. Holding my gaze, he slowly lowers his face and presses a soft kiss just above my clit. My sex clenches. “Is this what you want, Violet? You want my mouth on you again?”

“I need you inside me.”

“Soon, butterfly. Soon I’ll fill this sweet, hot cunt. When you think you’re done, when you think you can’t take any morepleasure, I’ll bury myself deep inside you and make you come one more time.”

His words make me that much more desperate. I’ve never felt so hot, so ready to implode in my life. In this moment, I’d happily do whatever he wanted.

He focuses between my legs again and lightly blows against my overheated skin, making my back arch. “So beautiful,” he growls. “Such a pretty fucking pussy.” He parts me with his thumbs, and I slap my hands to the table to keep from squirming.

Finally, he pushes one finger inside me, and even that small stretch has my nerve endings coiling in anticipation. He eases out slowly. “So tight,” he says, expression almost pained. “I can’t wait to give you my cock. See how well you take me.”

“Yes.” My voice is a shredded whisper.

He adds a second finger, burying them deep, twisting his hand until the heel of his palm makes contact with the top of my sex. Finally having pressure where I need it the most has the breath rushing from my lungs. I push myself up to my elbows so I can watch. The sight of him pulling his fingers out of me, then replacing them with his tongue, sends an electric thrill flaring up my spine. When he spears it inside me, my mouth opens on a silent gasp and my head falls back between my shoulders.

Tate doesn’t give me time to adjust to the new sensation, pushing his fingers back into me and licking from where they’re filling me to my over-sensitized clit. I almost sob as my legs shake. He’s working me up and holding me on the edge until I’m desperate for relief, but never giving me enough to push me over.

I whimper and writhe under him, begging for more. Finally, with two fingers pumping in and out of me, he curls his tongue and flicks. I cry out and clamp down around him as heat and pressure build hard and fast in the pit of my stomach.

My hands grip his hair and pull as he sucks on my throbbing clit and presses his fingers against a spot that rips a gasp from me. With my eyes squeezed shut, I flex up, pressing myself harder against his face.

I’m on the precipice, ready to shatter, when he pulls his hands from me and stands. A cry wrenches itself from my lungs. I’m so desperate for release. Of their own accord, my hips buck, seeking friction, pressure, anything that will send me hurtling over the edge. He doesn’t leave me empty for long. His fingers are there, filling me again while he circles my clit with his other hand. The dual stimulation has me writhing under his touch, crying out as he works me back up.

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