Page 142 of The Baby Bargain

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He holds me in place with his palm.

I take him deeper.

Deeper.

Fuck.

I swallow to relax my throat.

When I can't take him anymore, I wrap my hand around him. Then I pull back.

I do it again. A little faster.

I run my mouth over him slowly. So I can savor every inch.

Then again.

Again.

Until he's shuddering and tugging at my hair.

Then I do it faster. Faster.

There—

He lets out a low, deep groan. "Ariel."

My sex clenches. I love the way he says my name. I love that I'm the one driving him out of his mind. I love every fucking thing about this.

I work him with that same speed.

He presses his palm into the back of my head, urging me on.

My body buzzes.

I need this.

Need him.

Need his bliss filling me.

I let him lead. Let him drive my mouth over him. Drive himself deeper.

"Fuck." He reaches for my shoulder. Tugs at the strap of my tank top. "Princess—"

I keep going.

"Fuck, I'm gonna…" He tugs at my shoulders, telling me to stand, to stop.

I should follow orders. I should be a good girl. God, even the sound of it makes my sex ache.

But I want to make him come like this.

I want to taste him like this.

I don't stop.

I keep going. Keep driving him deeper and deeper.

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