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I flinch back, and her eyes shoot open. She looks at me with a nod and my body relaxes. Right, the keyword: dark. She didn’t say it. We’re still just playing.
I grab her other breast and pinch it even harder, getting a yelp out of her. I turn and lie beside her, then push her shirt up to her neck.
“You’re such a little liar,” I say, then drag my fingers across her sex.
She moans loudly, pulling on her hands.
“Look at this,” I say, holding my slick fingers up to her face.
She opens her eyes and her gaze darts between me and her arousal. She leans forward and takes my fingers into her mouth. Now I’m the one whispering curses, my dick pulsing so hard I might come right here.
I tug my fingers free with a softpopand she pulls in a lusty breath. “I want…you…in my mouth.”
I smirk. “Not until I’m done with you.”
“Please,” she whispers. “I’ve never tasted you, and I want that.”
She just wants to torture me back.
Fine.
I’ll play.
“Only because you asked so nicely.”
Chapter thirty-two
Reina
Jasper gets on his knees beside me and hooks his thumb in his waistband. I pull my manacles free of the bedpost and reach for him, but he captures my arms and holds them back.
“You just said a taste,” he says, pulling his pants down. “That’s all you get.”
His heated gaze stays locked on me as his cock bobs free of its confines. A sheen of his arousal is beading at the slit and his veins pulse.
“Go on then. Taste,” he says, pushing his hips toward my mouth.
He thinks he’s in control. I’ll show him. I’m going to makehimbeg.
I open my mouth wide and, without touching him, move to envelop his shaft.
He hisses and pulls back with a hard jerk. “No biting.”
I pout my lower lip and bat my eyes. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”
My maneuver has the desired effect. Jasper’s grip loosens on my chain and I draw my hands down to his hips. He runs his fingers through my hair and I moan, leaning into the touch. I rub my hands up and down his thighs and close my eyes, enjoying the way his fingernails massage my scalp.
I sigh, letting my hands wander up his inner thighs, brushing so, so close to his groin before veering out toward his hips. The warmth from his cock close to my face is enticing. I want to hear his deep trill of pleasure. I want to feel him thrust into the back of my throat as he loses control. I want him calling out my name and aching for release.
I inch closer to him and lean my face against his cock. Then I pull back, letting the side of his head drag along my cheek.
“Fuck, Rei.” His grip tightens in my hair and our gazes clash. “Taste me.”
That didn’t sound like begging. Not close enough, at least.
“You didn’t tell me I couldn’t take my time,” I say with another innocent bat of my eyelashes. “I’m enjoying myself.”
He grins, baring his sharp fangs. “No, you’re trying to torment me.”
