Page 74 of King of Praise
I suck harder and he curses. His hips snap forward one final time, burying himself deep in my throat as he cums. Hot spurts of his release flood my mouth as he cries out my name again. Iswallow eagerly, drinking down every drop he gives me, my eyes never leaving his.
His grip in my hair loosens as the last pulses of his orgasm fade, but he doesn’t pull away. Instead, he stays buried in my throat for several heartbeats, both of us panting, connected in this intimate moment. When he finally withdraws, his thumb brushes away the tears on my cheeks with surprising tenderness.
“Such a good girl for me,” he murmurs, his voice thick with satisfaction. “So perfect letting me claim your mouth like that.”
Micah gently guides me to my feet, his large hands spanning my waist with careful possession. Standing, the height difference between us becomes more pronounced—his six-foot-four frame towering over my five-foot-eight. Looking up at his face, I see protective strength tempered by genuine care.
He kisses me deeply, seemingly unbothered by tasting himself on my tongue. When we finally separate, both breathing heavily, he steps back to take in my appearance properly. His gaze lingers on the delicate lace barely concealing my breasts, the tiny bow nestled between them drawing particular attention.
“You planned this,” he says, pleasure lacing each word. “Bought something special just for me.”
I nod, heat rising to my cheeks. “I wanted … I needed to show you. To prove that I choose this. Choose you.”
Understanding floods his expression. After Lucas’s controlling abuse, my willing submission carries extra weight.
“Show me.”
A smile tugs at my lips.
He takes another step back. “Show me everything you’re offering.”
I reach for the hem of the lingerie top with trembling fingers, but he stops me with a light touch.
“Slowly, lovely. Let me savor watching you unwrap my gift.” The possessive note in his voice sends fresh heat pooling between my thighs.
I watch as he strips off his remaining clothes, revealing a body that never fails to take my breath away. He’s already beginning to harden again, his impressive length twitching I untie the little bow and let the straps fall down my shoulders.
I don’t know how, but his eyes darken even more when my bare breasts are on full display.
“Panties. Now.”
His eyes track my movements as I slip my fingers into the sides of my panties and slide them down my legs. I step out of them one foot at a time.
His eyes roam up my body, fire licking my skin from his intense gaze. Once he’s had his fill, he stalks toward me.
His hands are surprisingly gentle as they explore my body—first my hips, then waist, until they settle on my breasts.
“So beautiful,” he murmurs. “Such a perfect gift you’ve given me.Mygood girl.”
The praise makes me arch into his touch, seeking more contact. He chuckles, using one large hand to still my movements. “Patience. I plan to take my time enjoying you properly.”
I gasp when his mouth finds my neck, alternating between soft kisses and sharp nips. Meanwhile, his fingers trace patterns over my breasts, teasing my nipples into hard peaks. I’m trembling within minutes.
“Please,” I whimper.
“Shhh,” he soothes. “I’ve got you. Let me take care of you at my own pace.”
He drops to his knees before me, a position that should diminish his dominance but somehow only enhances it. His hands slide down my sides to grip my hips, steadying me as hepresses open-mouthed kisses along my thighs. The heat of his breath so close to my pussy makes me squirm.
“So responsive,” he praises. “So eager for my touch. Tell me what you need, lovely.”
“You,” I gasp as his tongue traces along the line of my inner thigh. “Please, I need you.”
“More specific,” he demands, sliding his hands around me and squeezing my ass. “Tell meexactlywhat you want.”
The command forces me to voice desires I’ve always been ashamed of expressing.
“Your mouth, sir,” I whisper, enjoying the low rumble that comes out of him at my use of the name sir. It pleases me that he likes it. “I want your mouth on me. Please, sir.”
