Page 49 of Reign of Psychos

“I have some shoes for you. Would you like me to bring them in?” Louise chirruped from outside the door.

“No, we’re good. Leave us please,” Cassian growled. He pulled me back, letting me feel how hard he was as his hands curled around my waist.

“You haven’t paid for this dress yet,” I pointed out, my eyes locked on his. “I should probably change before it gets ruined.”

“Let me help you with that.”

He pushed the silky straps off my shoulders. The gown slid lower, hovering precariously on the swell of my breasts for a moment, before slithering down and resting on the curve of my hips.

I’d removed my bra before trying on the dress, so my tits were bare. Aching for his touch. Desperate to feel his hot, wet mouth on them.

I watched through hooded lids as he cupped each tender globe, testing the weight of them. He rolled my nipples between his finger and thumbs, half smiling when I moaned softly.

The bastard was teasing me. He loved to push me to the edge and leave me there, hovering on the cusp of pleasure so blinding I could barely think straight. Well, two could play at that game.

I pushed his hands away and spun around, dropping to my knees. When I looked up, he arched an eyebrow questioningly. But I just smiled and then lowered my gaze to the prominent bulge tenting the front of his perfectly tailored pants.

Cassian rarely wore jeans. He preferred pants and shirts, or for more formal engagements, suits; always designer.

He took pride in his appearance, in his perfectly coiffed hair, clean-shaven jaw.

I wanted to see him come undone. See him fall apart on my tongue for once. Worship at his altar.

So I undid his pants and tugged his boxers down. His thick cock sprang free, jutting out from his taut abs. His gaze darkened as I parted my lips and took him inside my mouth. A small groan echoed around the room, and I smiled around his shaft.

He tasted salty and fresh. Delicious and decadent.

I took him deeper, using my tongue to tease him as he slid in and then back out. His hand gripped the fine hair at the nape of my neck as he looked down at me.

“You want me to fuck your mouth and come down your throat, sweetheart?”

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Her eyes widened at my filthy words before she popped off my dick, licking her lips lasciviously.

“Yes, I do.” My balls tightened at the thought of filling her mouth with my cum. So much cum.

We’d not had sex since leaving Ireland. Kyril and Landon had both been hording Thea. Neither of them minded sharing, but we’d made a gentleman’s agreement that Thea needed rest. I was pretty sure Landon had fucked her in the pool at least once, but aside from that, she’d been going to bed and falling asleep almost immediately.

And besides, I’d been more than a bit distracted by trying to figure out how to get my mother away from my father’s toxic control. Once Milo had a plan for the clinic’s security system, I would storm in there and remove her.

Dad might think he held all the cards, but he had no right to imprison my mother against her will, and it was time he realized that. He and his evil partner in crime, Dr Lassitor, would get what was coming to them soon enough.

“Stand up.” She frowned, annoyed I was calling a halt to her little game. “Take off the dress,” I explained. “I want you to wear it later, and we don’t want it soiled just yet.”

Her expression lightened as my words sank in, and she smirked, but quickly did as she was told. She laid the dress over a nearby chair and stepped back toward me. The sight of her in nothing but tiny little silk panties was almost my undoing. I gripped the base of my shaft and breathed in and out, trying like hell to regain some control. Once the urge to fuck her until she screamed abated, I gently pushed her back down onto her knees.

“Tap my thigh if you want me to stop, sweetheart,” I said, not wanting to hurt her. She nodded as she knelt before me like a good little sub. “Good girl.”

The flare of heat in her eyes told me she enjoyed being praised. Thea was nobody’s idea of a submissive, but she definitely had a praise kink.

“Now open wide and take me all the way.” She did as she was told, gagging slightly as I hit the back of her throat. “Breathe through your nose… good girl.”

Damn, it was hot seeing her plump lips stretch around my cock, tears prickling in her eyes as she fought for oxygen.

I closed my eyes for a moment as my impending orgasm surged forward like a runaway train. While I wanted nothing more than to come in her mouth, I also wanted to prolong the exquisite delight of seeing her suck me off.

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