Page 62 of Buried Beneath Sin

Beatrix’s smile doesn’t return but she nods and lowers herself before me. Her eyelashes flutter as she looks down. How can a woman like her—vengeful and full of wrath—be so demure and bashful too? It’s a fucking oxymoron. One I’m going to thoroughly enjoy.

“I think you need to get me warmed up before we start playing, don't you?” I ask her.

“Tell me how?” Her voice is small but when she peers up at me, I see curiosity and excitement glittering back at me.

My smile feels hard as I tug off my towel and throw it to the side. Beatrix’s gaze falls to my hardening cock, her eyes widening, then has the nerve to lick her lips. A trembling hand reaches for me, a flash of eagerness lighting up her amber eyes. I smack her away. My pet yelps and looks back up at my face.

“Ask if you can touch me. Ask methe rightway,” I command, loving this power of her.

“Can I touch you, Sagan? Sir?”

The soft plea is so sweet I don’t think I could deny her even if that’s what I wanted to.

“Go ahead,” I offer.

When Beatrix’s hand wraps around my cock, I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from groaning. Her thumb slides over the head of my dick lightly before she gives me a tentative squeeze. I instantly grow hard in her hand. Her other hand comes up to cup my heavy sack before rolling it experimentally. I hum, pleased with her touch.

“May I...” Beatrix’s gaze flickers up to my face. “Put you in my mouth,sir?”

If Knox called me sir, there would be a mocking playfulness to it. But Beatrix? There’s almost a reverence to the word. I suppress a shiver of excitement.

“Is my Little Viper hungry?” I'm practically panting and she's only fondling my balls. What sorcery is this?

“Yes, sir. May I have a taste?”

Well, damn. She seems to be fully invested in her role now. I wonder how long I can keep her this way. Forever seems like a good place to start.

“Have your fill, pet.”

Beatrix smiles and it nearly steals my breath away. She'senjoyingserving me. This is better than my fantasies. Leaning forward, she wraps those full lips around the head of my dick. Her tongue slides through the slit, a careful exploration and tasting—just as she had asked. Beatrix’s other hand continues to fondle my balls, gripping them just a little tighter. I capture my moan before it slips past my lips. My dick lengthens quickly, hardening faster as it eagerly reaches for the back of her mouth. Beatrix's tongue circles me again before her mouth slides down the rest of my shaft. She takes me all the way into the back of her throat in one slow, hot, wet descent.

“You're doing good, Little Viper. Just like that,” I gasp as my hips jerk forward.

Beatrix hums and the sound vibrates around me. Brat, she has to know what she's doing to me when she does that. I shudder as her mouth slides back off me only to descend once more. My balls are caressed and played with as she continues to suck my cock. Her mouth waters; drool drips from the corners of her mouth and down to my sack. Her sucking is light, unhurried or determined—it's practically lazy. It’s as if she wants to torture me.

Her torture feels incredible.

As if she can hear my thoughts, Beatrix tilts her head to look up at me. As our eyes meet, the tip of my dick drags against the roof of her mouth. The sensation is phenomenal, and I can't stop from jerking my hips forward. My dick slips to the back of her throat, and she gags. The sound is beautiful. With a hard thrust, I shove my cock back down her throat to hear gag again.Her throat constricts and she struggles to breathe around me. I groan. Beatrix tries to pull her mouth away, but I grab her by the back of her head and keep her in place.

“You begged for this cock, remember? Now I’m giving it to you. So be a good girl andchoke.”

Beatrix sputters and gags, tears spring up in her eyes as she struggles against her instincts so she can please me. It's a beautiful sight. Her hand leaves my balls as she braces both of them against my thighs.

“Look at you, taking my dick like a good girl,” I mutter, loving how her face is turning colors. “Between you and Knox, I bet I’ll always have a warm place to keep my cock.”

Finally, I let go of her head. Rather than jerk away from me altogether, Beatrix breathes heavily through her nostrils as she takes a second to collect herself, her lips still wrapped around my dick. When she's composed, she starts to bob her head once more down my length. Her determination is incredible. At this rate, I know I won't be able to last.

“That's quite enough of that.” I pull my dick free of her mouth. The small pop is a satisfying noise. Beatrix looks up at me, expectantly. “Get on the bed.”

Beatrix opens her mouth to ask something but changes her mind. Quickly, she scrambles to her feet to climb onto the bed. She perches herself on the edge of the mattress and waits patiently for my next orders.

Fuck, Beatrix is such a good pet. So obedient…

I follow her. As I move toward my pet, a myriad of different scenarios play out in my head. All of them ending with me inside of her. Stopping just in front of Beatrix, I nudge my head. “Scoot into the middle of the bed, sit with your knees up and legs spread open so I can see your pretty pussy.”

“Sir!”

“What's wrong, Little Viper? Shy?” I taunt.

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