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A possessiveness.
A need that can’t be put into words. Whether I’m ready or not, I’m slowly becoming his, and there’s nothing I can do to stop it, even if I wanted to.
I turn and slowly unbuckle his pants before freeing him from his black boxer briefs. His fingers sink into my hair as I admire my view. He’s thick and swollen, just begging for mytouch. I lick my way up to his piercing and swirl my tongue around his tip, tasting his arousal that’s already coating him.
“Fuck,” he moans, gripping my hair tighter. “You have no fucking clue what you are doing to me right now.” He’s breathing heavily as he watches me slowly torture him.
“Now it’s my turn to make you scream,” I say, wrapping my mouth around him and bringing him deep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
MILES
My teeth clench and my muscles strain as I let her set the pace. I watch her head bob in the mirror as her naked body kneels before me. It’s an image that will stay with me until my last dying breath.
I decide to see how far my little sinful angel will go. My fingers tighten in her hair as I guide her down my length. Her moan vibrating against my cock tells me she’s enjoying my dominance.
“I’m going to fuck this pretty mouth now,” I say through clenched teeth as I hit the back of her throat briefly. “Tap my leg if it becomes too much and you need me to stop.”
She tongues my ring again, and I almost fucking lose it. I’m on the brink of letting go, but I force myself to remain in control. I want to drag this out for as long as I can, and I’m not finished with her yet.
“I need to know you understand,” I grit out as her lips torture me some more.
She nods her head and digs her fingernails into my ass. Pain mixed with pleasure streaks through me, and that’s all the permission I need as I guide her roughly over my cock.
“You take me so fucking good,” I praise, moving my hips to fill her deep. I feel her jaw relax as I hit the back of her throat again. Her nails bite into me, and I welcome the pain. I’m coated in her saliva as it drips onto me before hitting the floor. I watch her naked body in the mirror as it moves to take me all in, and I feel myself tighten.
I plunge deep one more time, hitting the back of her throat as I release on a loud roar. My body pulses as I shoot down her throat over and over again. I feel her throat swallow every last drop as she eagerly takes what I have to offer.
Sweat beads down my chest as I breathe heavily from the aftershocks. She continues to suck me until I have nothing left to give. I feel her tongue swirl over my ring one last time before she releases me with a pop.
I peer down at her through hooded eyes as she wipes the corner of her mouth. Her dimples appear as a smug smile crosses her features.
I haul her up and swipe my tongue across her bottom lip, tasting myself on her. Nothing has ever looked so good as her lips coated with my cum.
“We’re even,” I grin. “Your note was higher, but I was louder.” She giggles and wraps her arms around my neck. “God, that was fucking amazing, Liv,” I breathe against her neck. “I wasn’t too rough, was I? I’m pretty sure I blacked out at some point and lost some of my control.”
“No,” she shakes her head against my chest. “It was perfect. You are perfect,” she softly adds.
“Look at me,” I lift her chin with my finger until our eyes meet. Her big hazel eyes hold everything I want to see. She’s letting me in, and I know she’s feeling this strong connection between us that has nothing to do with sex.
“I meant every word I said earlier. I don’t want to share you. I know we are still figuring things out, but I want youto know that I’m not sharing myself with anyone else either. Since the day we met, I haven’t even looked at another woman. You don’t ever have to worry about that with me.”
Her eyes search mine, and I hope she sees the truth in them. I’ve been holding back with what I’ve been feeling for fear of scaring her off, but I can at least give her this.
She nods her head, and I feel relief when I see the trust in her eyes.
“I decided to trust you before I came here tonight. I had a talk with Gizmo, and he assured me you were a good guy. Thank you, though, for being honest and telling me that.”
“You had a talk with Gizmo, and hetoldyou I was a good guy?” I raise my eyebrow and question her sanity.
“I know it sounds crazy,” she laughs, “but I was talking to him, and he barked right when I asked him a question, and then, I swear to God, I saw him smile at me.”
“You heard the bark?” I chuckle. “God, it’s awful. I’ve seen that creepy smile, too.” I shiver, and she giggles.
“Once you hear it, it can never be unheard.”
“Trust me, I know,” I laugh.
