Page 107 of Unlawful Seduction

We shook hands and I could see another veil had faded from her eyes, another moment of trust returning.

With a devious expression crossing her face, she slowly dropped to her knees. I didn’t need to grill her on what she was doing.She immediately wrapped one hand around the base of my cock, sliding her other hand between my legs. When she squeezed my balls, I slammed my palms against the wall. The urge to fuck her like some wild animal was growing stronger.

She blew across my cockhead before darting her tongue across my sensitive slit. When she lifted her head, she purposely dragged the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip.

“Be careful teasing me, Doc. You know I have little control.”

“That’s what I was counting on.” She squeezed my balls again as she sucked on the tip of my cock. Goddamn, her jaw muscles were strong. I arched my back, throwing back my head as the heated sensations began to rise.

Every move she made was controlled, a far cry from the hunger furrowing inside of me. She sucked on the tip for almost a full minute while she twisted her hand around the base creating wave after wave of friction.

Her actions were perfect, practiced and I could barely contain my need to take over, fucking her mouth. I cinched my eyes shut as she continued tormenting me, now running her tongue along the underside of my shaft.

The moment she wrapped her wet mouth around my testicle, I slammed my hand against the wall several times. Nothing had felt quite so incredible in one hell of a long time. I found myself panting as she swirled her tongue back and forth, sucking just enough my thoughts were spinning out of control.

After purring, she zigged and zagged her tongue back to my cockhead, engulfing the tip. That was all I could take.

I fisted her hair at the scalp, jerking up her head until she was forced to look at me. “Suck, baby. Suck me dry.”

Her eyes were twinkling, something else I’d been forced to miss. And something I would never take for granted. I rolled onto the balls of my feet, driving several inches into her hot, wet mouth. The slight strangling sound only fueled the rush and electricity we shared. Our chemistry was off the charts, enough so I was now the one having difficulty focusing. She did that to me, the woman who was never far from my mind.

I continued fucking her mouth, my pulse racing from my attempts to keep control. When the tip hit the back of her throat, I held her head in place. There was something so refreshing about her gasping for air as I studied the way her jaws were puffed out in acceptance of my wide girth.

I was still very much a bad man.

She placed her long fingers against my thighs, never blinking. Never complaining. There was so much emotion in her heated gaze, much like I knew there had to be in mine. There were so many things to say, decisions to be made.

But not tonight.

I pumped into her mouth viciously, every muscle in my body as tense as in hers. There was nothing I’d enjoyed more than spewing my seed down her throat, but I’d never forgive myself. I longed to drive my cock so deeply inside her sweet pussy she screamed out my name.

That’s exactly what was going to occur.

After a few additional plunges into her sweet mouth, I pulled all the way out, stumbling backwards. That was how much tension was riding every muscle.

She remained on her knees, panting as hard and fast as I was doing.

I raked my hand through my hair, laughing softly as my cock continued to throb. Relief had better come soon or I’d go mad.

Taking a single long stride, I lifted her into the air, forcing her legs around my hips. She shuddered visibly, her eyes shimmering as her breath skipped.

My cock ached, the desperate need to be near her increasing. I pulled a single finger into my mouth, unable to take my eyes off her as I sucked. The look on her face became more intense.

Her feistiness had returned in full force. As soon as she dragged her tongue across her lips, I wasn’t certain we’d ever leave this room. When I eased her finger from my mouth, she wrapped her fingers around my neck, pulling me down. I planted my hands on either side of her, staring into her sinfully gorgeous whiskey-laced eyes.

“What does the bad girl want?” I couldn’t resist asking, although I winced.

Every time she laughed nervously, my balls tightened. “Everything.”

CHAPTER 27

Mallory

Everything.

The word spoke volumes yet was as vague as any word in the English language could be. But I meant what I’d said to him. There was nothing else I could say that would capture the sentiments of what had been drifting through my mind for two full days.

Only I’d wanted to toss it in his face, telling Beckett that he wasn’t capable of providing me with anything, let alone everything.

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