Page 38 of Holly Ever After

“So fucking good,” I hear him growl.

My head feels heavy when I look down at him. Our eyes meet and that dark stare burns me where I lie, pinning me to the bed.

I couldn’t move if I wanted to, and I don’t fucking want to.

He shoots me his signature smirk before he devours me like a man starved.

“Sean, don’t stop.”

The pressure builds and my head tosses from side to side as I try to keep my eyes locked on him. I can’t. My head falls back as the intensity of his mouth on me swells. I’m so close to exploding. I need him to give me release.

“Sean,” I cry out.

His head rises, making my body go cold, my eyes fly open, and I realize why he stopped.

“No.” I try to wiggle away, but he holds me tight, pushing me back to the mattress, his face right there when I look at him. He’s so close, I can feel his hot breath on my face. “Please.”

Great, now I’m begging, and I don’t even care.

“How do you want to come?”

“I want your cock inside me,” I sob. “I need you.”

“No. You’re not coming until I give you permission. Understand?”

Do I understand? How the hell can I understand when I can’t even think straight, when my body is throbbing with such need, tears fall on my cheeks.

“Say it,” he leans in, his mouth a hair away from my neck. “Say you understand.”

“I understand,” I cry out. “I understand.”

“Good girl.” He crawls up my body to kiss my neck.

My head flies back as his words sink in. He smiles wickedly down at me. I can’t believe the things he says to me, the things he makes me feel.

And good girl?

Holy shit.

Gasping when his mouth covers my nipple, I arch into the feeling. His tongue swirls around until I’m panting and whimpering. It’s so intense I’m going insane as he moves on to my other breast.

“Sean.”

“Not yet,” he whispers, flicking my nipple with his tongue.

“I need to—”

“No,” he says, smirking down at me.

“Please,” I cry, as his teeth nip at the tip of my nipple. “Please,” I plead again, as he bites down hard.

“Please what?”

I'm fisting the bedsheets so hard my hands are beginning to spasm, but I don't care. I need this. I need him.

The heat builds and builds, but there's a distant buzzing distracting me.

You've got to be kidding me.

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