Page 264 of Ignite

I suck around the tip and let it pop out of my mouth.

Using my fingers, I delicately run them over his balls, my other hand stroking his length.

I shuffle back and run my tongue along them, just as he asked.

When he whimpers, shuffling against the mattress, I glance up and see him grabbing the blanket for dear life.

“Hallie. Hallie. Hallie,” he pants my name.

“Yes, baby?” I purr.

“You’re making bed rest really fucking difficult right now, darlin’.”

I tut.

“It’s against the law to handcuff my patients to the bed. But I might have to break that for you.”

I run my tongue up his stomach and climb over his body, straddling him.

He tips his head back, and I sink my teeth into his neck. He thrusts his hips up, nudging his dick against my pussy.

I lick along his stubble to his ear.

“Beg for it,” I whisper.

“Be a really good boy, beastie. Beg for my pussy.”

He sucks in a breath as I push my hips down to hold him in place.

“Beg,” I order.

His head tilts, eyes burning into mine. A flash of pure fire.

That switch has flipped.

I bite back a grin.

His hand shoots out, grips my throat, and tosses me onto my back.

My hands claw at his bulging forearms.

I spread my legs as he settles between them. His fingers thrust inside me, the sound of my wetness filling the room.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan.

“Not how this goes, trouble. You want this side of me, don’t you? That’s why you push me. Now you’ve got him. Now beg for it. Beg me to fuck you and make you mine again.”

My body quivers as he slides out his fingers.

“Conan,” I warn.

I feel him grin against my lips.

“You know what you have to do, trouble.”

I wrap my legs around his waist and tug him tighter, feeling his cock pressing at my entrance.

“Do I?”

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