Page 33 of The Delta's Rogue
She cries out with pleasure, and her hand flies to the back of my head to push me forward. Faster than a striking viper, I retract myself from between her legs and snatch her hand in mine, pinning it to the table. I glare at her with a raised brow, scolding her with my expression.
“Sorry, Sir. I got caught up in the moment.” She trails the vibrator down her abdomen to her belly button, where it lingers for a second.
My grip on her wrist tightens, ensuring she only has the use of one hand. “Do you need to use your safe word?” I rub the back of her calf with my other hand.
“No.” She shakes her head, reaffirming her denial. “I’m fine.”
I wait for a heartbeat, making sure, then give her a curt nod and release her hand, bringing mine to join the other on her leg. I massage and caress her calf as the vibrator travels to her pussy, her now free hand moving there as well.
With rapt attention, I watch as she gently rubs her clit while reinserting the vibrator into her pussy, pumping it in and out.
“That’s it, Baby Girl,” I praise, my fingers tightening on her lower leg. “Goddess, you’re so gorgeous.”
I kiss her inner thigh, right above her knee, and drag my nose up her leg towards her pussy, but I stop before I reach it. I’m a man of my word, after all. I told her I wouldn’t be touching her there, and I won’t. Not even if she begs me for it. She needs to know I’m serious when I give her rules to follow.
“Don’t stop,” I say as her movements slow the closer my face gets to her pussy. “Don’t you dare stop until I tell you to.”
Her body tenses, and I kiss the top of her leg where it bends from her hip. She jerks and groans, and I smile against her skin, my hands gripping each of her knees to hold her wide open. Then I lean back again, once more adopting my casual, relaxed posture while I slidemy hands down to her shins, my thumbs digging into her skin as she fights my grip on her.
But I keep her spread. This is my show, and I will not miss one second of her performance.
Warmth climbs my limbs from where our skin meets, as if honeyed mead swirls in my veins and threads of the universe extend between us. The movements of her hips and body slow to match the rhythm of the sensual music playing in the club, but her hands keep their speedy pace on her pussy as she fucks herself with the toy and circles her clit. In and out. In and out. Further and faster with each pass.
Her eyelids flutter, and her breaths turn ragged.
Every muscle in me coils as I hold myself back. Her scent is intoxicating, drawing me to her—teasing me, tempting me,begging meto treat myself to her body.
Sarina’s lips fall open in a silent scream, body freezing for a heartbeat as she teeters right at the tip of euphoria, the world halting too as we wait for her to fall off the edge.
The air rushes from my lungs as she comes. My hands glide up her thighs to her hips as I straighten and bring myself closer, encouraging them to roll with the writhing of her body. Moans and sighs and soft, sweet gasps tie themselves to my soul, and my name on her lips is a link in the chain forming between us.
“Look at you,” I say, letting my eyes float across her body like an unhurried, luxurious caress.
Sarina’s skin gleams in the dim light, the golden undertones shining and glittering brighter than a shooting star soaring through the heavens. She trembles through her orgasm, body sagging with each wave. The heated flush deepens, adding to the gorgeous sheen of her skin. She maintains eye contact with me the entire time, never letting up the teasing of her pussy with the vibrator and her fingers.
“That’s my good girl.” I continue guiding her movements, coaching her through her release, much like I coached her on the dance floor. “You’re such a good little rogue, coming for me and moaning my name for everyone in the club to hear.”
Her head whips around, eyes widening slightly at the reminder that we are very much not alone. Silhouettes of a couple now seated at the table we vacated are visible through the curtain.
“That’s right.” I smile, watching her reactions and pocketing them to use later. “Everyone in the club can hear you, and if they look closely enough, they can see you too.”
She whimpers at that, her eyes closing and her sensual body rolls not at all slowing.
I lean forward to kiss her hand that’s pumping the vibrator in and out of her pussy, adding more pressure to each insertion.
She pants, legs shaking. Her tiny cries from the intense pleasure ring in my ears as a second, smaller orgasm sends her soaring through the starry night sky. Her fingers twitch, fumbling with the toy, as she tries to follow my orders and not stop until I tell her to.
Such a good girl.
“Come here, Sarina.” I slide her off the table and into my lap. Taking the vibrator from her, I press the button on the side that disconnects it from my phone. “I’ve got you.”
She falls against my body, melting into me with relaxed, pleasure-soaked limbs, thighs settling on each side of my hips. I cup her ass, stroking the bare skin with silky touches, and her arms wrap around my neck.
“You did so well, Baby Girl.” I hold her close, the way she asked me to last time, keeping my arms tight around her even as my hands wander and soothe.
She nuzzles into my chest, her lips finding the strip of skin exposed by the loosened top buttons of my shirt. “Thank you, Sir.”
A shudder runs through me as her lips brush my skin with each word, excitement bouncing over my body like water droplets on a drum.
