Page 46 of The Lieutenant

I wanted to run my fingers through his thick hair, but knew he’d make good on his promise. Maybe I craved a spanking. Maybe I needed him to take full control over me.

The man was devouring me, his sounds more raucous than before. I shifted back and forth, rolling onto the tips of my toes as I offered him all of me. I was a little wanton hussy and loved every second of it.

Panting, my pulse racing, I could tell I was close to a powerful orgasm. Before this man, this brutally handsome man, I’d never had a climax this way. He knew my body. He sensed exactly what I needed. Soft and tender. Hard and fast. I was blindsided by the pleasure.

“That’s it, kitten. Come for me. Fill my mouth with your sweet juice.”

He had no idea how much I wanted to do just that.

He stroked my legs with the fingers of one hand as if coaxing me. I could feel the wave as it began, one so full of pleasure that my voice was temporarily lost.

“Oh. Oh. Oh…”

I could feel the moment the eruption began, the crazed heat becoming an inferno. I felt outside my body, incapable ofmoving. My pulse had skyrocketed, my mouth open as I tried to scream from the extreme ecstasy. But other than rough pants, there was no sound.

The wave was amazing, driving me closer and closer to pure nirvana.

Havros continued to lick, refusing to let me go, his hold so firm I felt as if I was floating on air.

I crested the wave, the slow motion of easing down just as startling as when the climax had begun. Every muscle tensed and as if I was fighting for self-preservation, I could no longer keep my position or hold my hands above my head.

The grip I suddenly had on his hair was insane. I could tear his long locks from the roots as my body bucked to the perfect rhythm of his magical tongue. I shifted my arms, locking them around his neck. When I dug my fingers into the top of his back, he didn’t react in any way. I’d seen the blood I’d drawn earlier and I’d done so on purpose.

What did that make me?

As a wave of light and sparkles floated in front of my eyes, I lolled my head. I could no longer keep them closed, but was unable to see anything but shadows and forms. The waves of emotions crashing over me were perhaps the most incredible experience of my life.

My legs were no longer usable. If he wasn’t still right there between my legs, holding me up, there was no way I wouldn’t have tumbled to the floor.

He licked my inner thighs before starting to rise. I peeked, incapable of following his instructions. As the bad girl reared herhead, I was glad I had. He was even more magnificent without his clothes.

As he stood in front of me only a foot away, I sucked in my breath, another series of intoxicating vibrations dancing over me. No man had the right to be that damn good looking. He was perhaps the most exquisite creation of sensuality I’d ever seen in my life.

He loomed over me, his massive body seemingly twice the size of mine. I expected him to show signs of anger, but his devilish grin drew me into a moment of rapture. The way he rolled his index finger from one side of my jaw to the other was the most possessive action so far. He lifted my chin, shaking his head so slowly that I knew I was in trouble.

“Now it’s time for you to suck my cock, baby girl. Do you think you can handle me?”

The stunning man allowed me to lower my head so I could take a full look at his incredible cock. I’d been right when I’d questioned whether it would fit. His shaft was long, thick, and throbbing, the veins on the sides matching the pulsing cords in his neck.

“Yes. Always.” My answer was cut short as he pushed me to my knees. With my hands still tied, he had full control, but I was determined to bring him to his knees.

He fisted the back of my hair, holding me in place. I was offered an up close and personal look at his muscular legs. The man lifted weights, likely had since he was young. His muscles stretched and ebbed as he flexed, his entire body tensing as I teased him the way he had with me.

Blowing across the tip of his cock.

The bulbous head of the masterful creation was purple, pre-cum already slicking his sensitive slit. I was momentarily entranced by its beauty, licking my lips in appreciation. Continuing the tease was my prerogative and I raked the edge of my nail down the underside.

He yanked on my head, giving me a stern look as he pointed a single index finger, slowly lowering it to the tip of my nose. “You should remember how dangerous you consider me to be.”

In response, I darted out my tongue, licking straight across the pearl beads. He roared his response, slamming his hand on the window with enough force it rattled.

Using two hands, I stroked his cock, both twisting and turning gently at first. He watched me, his eyes never blinking. I could swear they already had difficulty focusing. He kept his hold, his chest rising and falling.

I licked down the underside, enjoying the taste, tangy yet sweet. His scent was even more intoxicating than before, the deep musk invigorating my senses.

“Look at me, kitten. I need to see your eyes as you suck me.”

I did as I was told, tingling even more from the way he was studying my actions. Nudging his cock with my nose, I rolled my fingers around his thick balls. I was still teasing him, wanting nothing more than to experience every inch of him. It became tough to see his face, but I could tell by the way he was twisting his mouth that I was driving him crazy.

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