Page 104 of Lethal Legacy

Her mouth is velvet heat. I hold myself in control with iron discipline as I ease into the open, wet cavern. Her soft groan vibrates maddeningly against the throbbing head of my cock, her hand straying down over her belly.

“No.” I catch her wrist and push her hand away. “You don’t get to come that easily, littlevedma.Not tonight. Not until I order you to.”

Her pelvis jolts in response, and she makes an inarticulate cry in the back of her throat that makes my cock jerk in her mouth.

I push further into her. “Tell me whose orders you take.”

She moans, her crimson lips opening impossibly wide to take me.

“Tell me!” My voice is hard and controlled, barely containing the danger beneath it.

“Orrrs,” she garbles around my shaft.

“Yes. Mine.” I withdraw slightly and she whimpers, nodding as she sinks her mouth down greedily onto me. Her hips are rotating in a slow, sensual circle as she tries to gain the stimulation I’m denying her. Moisture trickles down the inside of her thighs, and her swollen mound begins to part, opening to reveal the throbbing button at the center. Her hands reach for my leathers, tugging at them impatiently. I push her hands away, withdraw from her mouth entirely, and peel them off, kicking them aside.

Her mouth is wet and swollen, her eyes narrow slits of lust. She’s staring at my cock, her hips still moving in the slow circles that drive me fucking crazy, as if she’s already imagining I’m inside her. She licks her lips hungrily, groaning aloud when my cock leaps in response. When I steer the head back toward her mouth, she covers me eagerly, moaning in satisfaction as I sink between her lips.

It’s even better than I remember. Lucia’s mouth is almost as hot as her pussy.

Almost.

I’m barely holding on. But there’s going to be time for proper restraint, later. This first round is just a lesson in surrender. The punishment will come afterward.

“Use your tongue.”

“Ah,” she manages, a small, high sound of desperation that has my balls clenching in response. She lashes her tongue around the head and lathes my length, wet heat swirling over every inch. Her ass is moving rhythmically, seeking a touch I won’t give her.

I grit my teeth.

“I told you not to come,” I rasp.

“AH!” The blush I love explodes over her skin, turning every inch of her to rose-colored heat. I can read it perfectly. Both her impatience and her helpless, squirming need.

“Is this what you were thinking about tonight, littlevedma?” She moans around my length, trying to push me further in. “Being on your knees, with my cock in your mouth?”

“Aah!” Her incoherent scream shivers along my shaft. Herhips start rocking again, more urgently this time. Eyes closed, lost in sensation, she slides her mouth up and down my length, her tongue swirling maddeningly around and underneath the head, tracing the veins. Every pass sends a rush of blood to my groin, bringing me close to the edge.

“I told you not to come yet.”

Her hips jerk, then quiver to a halt. She’s on the edge of coming, whether I touch her or not.

I pull out of her mouth abruptly.

“Look at me,” I growl.

She obeys immediately, staring up at me through glazed eyes, her swollen, wet lips open. She’s so close to coming her body is already rippling with it.

“Khuy.” My control is starting to splinter.

“On your back.”

She falls back on the bed, arching her hips toward me.

“Lie still. Hands over your head.” I reach into the bedside table for a silken cord and bind her hands, just tightly enough to keep her there.

She trembles. Her legs are straight, her entire body still, waiting.

“Eyes closed.” I lift her head and tie on the blindfold.

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