Page 61 of Hold On Me

“Shower, Penelope.”

The amusement in his words doesn’t take away from the demand, and I squeak a little ‘meep’as I scurry into the shower, the water instantly warm and the spray washing over me like a soft mist. Dragging my hand through my hair, moving the wet strands from my face, my breath catches when he steps into the shower. The image of every statue of every god I’ve ever seen vanishes from my mind, replaced by the man standing in front of me. He’s stunning. And…

“Oh my god. It’s not gonna fit.” I clamp a hand over my mouth to stop any more whispered words from escaping as his chuckles fill the room.

“It’ll fit, Little One. I’ll make sure of it.”

The water cascades down his body and I can’t drag my eyes away from the droplets trailing lower and lower.

“Tell me what you thought of Kingston.”

My gaze snaps to his and I shake my head a little to clear the lust away. “You really want to talk about him right now?”

He steps around me, circling me, his finger trailing up and down my arm. “Answer my question. What did you think of him?”

“He’s a dick. He gave me the ick.”

He stops behind me, dragging his hand down the planes of my back, and I shiver at his touch.

“Good girl.” His hand skims over my ass and I breathe in deeply. “Next time you meet someone who gives you the ick, don’t hold yourself back. I like your sharp tongue. It turns me on more than you could even imagine. And I don’t want you to change a bloody thing about yourself,Vasilissa mou.”

He moves to stand in front of me, his erection inches away from my stomach and his fingers brushing against the side of my breast, but his eyes are locked on mine. “On your knees, Little One. It’s time to get dirty.”

I lick my lips, letting a grin ghost over them before whispering, “Yes, sir.”

His pupils widen, his eyes darken, and he growls his approval as I sink to my knees for him.

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BEN

Vasilissa mou—my queen—kneels before me and I don’t think I’ll ever be able to top this image in my mind. Her hair is slicked back from her face, her hazel eyes wide and blazing with desire. Her lips are parted in anticipation and I can’t believe my luck that she’s here with me. I gently cup her cheek and stroke my thumb over her lips, which part even more.

Stepping closer to her, I watch in fascination as she wraps her perfect pouty pink lips around my cock, and wish I had a way to store this memory so I could watch it on repeat for the rest of my life. As her warm mouth envelops me, a shiver travels through my body, starting at my toes and travelling up to my head. The hand that was cupping her cheek wraps around her neck and gathers her hair, and a sigh slips from her lips as I gently tug on the wet strands.

“You like that, Little One?” Her responding moan around my cock makes me thrust a little into her mouth. She looks up at me, her eyes wide and open, and I do it again to test whether she’s okay with it. When she moans again, the sound sends waves of pleasure through me. “If it gets too much for you, Penelope, tap my thigh and I’ll pull back. But I want you to take as much as you can. You look fucking beautiful like this.”

She smiles with her eyes and continues to lick my crown as I groan loudly. Encouraged. she does it again, and I have to keep talking to myself to stop from spilling down her throat straight away. Her pretty mouth stretched around me, I push a little further into her and she gags slightly. I pull back, but she tightens her hold on the backs of my thigh and pushes me into her mouth. Fuck, this woman is going to end me.

“You want me to control the pace, Little One? To fuck your pretty mouth the way I want?”

She pops off my cock and nods. “Yes. Fuck my mouth please.”

With a growl, I grip her hair tighter, and as she opens her mouth for me, I thrust in hard, making her gag and pulling another moan from her throat. This woman is perfect.

“You’re such a good girl for me. You take my cock beautifully, Little One. You look like an angel, beautiful and innocent, but on her knees for me, sucking me dry.Moro mou.”

Her hand snakes down her body, heading toward her pussy, and I grip her hair tighter. “No touching, Little One. That pussy’s mine and mine only. When you’re done, I’ll give you the best orgasm of your life, but not yet.”

She frowns a little, places her hands behind her back and gives me the control I crave. She hollows her cheeks as my hips piston forward again and again. Tears stream down her face, mix with the water cascading from the shower, and I can’t hold back any longer.

“Penelope, I’m going to come. Do you want me to?—”

She cuts me off, wrapping her hands around my thighs, digging her nails in and pulling me in even deeper. She swallows around my cock, and I’m gone. With a loud groan, I spill my release down her throat and watch in awe as she swallows every last drop and licks me clean.

“Fuck, Penelope. You’re such a good girl.” She sits back on her heels, a triumphant smile on her face, and wipes her eyes as I drop my head back and try to catch my breath.

“Well, that was better than I expected for my first time.” My head snaps down to look at her and she smiles shyly at me.

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