Page 168 of Beneath the Blue Moon
“Ethan—”
Smack!No sound leaves my mouth at the unexpectedcontact between his palm and my ass cheek.Holy fuck!Where’s he been hidingthis side of himself?I squirm beneath him, and his palm connects with myother cheek.I cry out, but not from pain.
“You like that,” he proclaims.
Fuck, yes!
“Put your knee on the desk,” he says as his fingers find mydripping pussy.
I kick off my torn pajamas and hurriedly follow hisinstruction.That was no cop voice.This voice demands compliance.This is alphaEthan.My alpha.
Two fingers slide inside me, and he moans.
“Every… fucking… time.”Leaning over me, he shows me his wetfingers.“Who’s that for?”
“You.”
His palm comes down on my cheek harder than before, and Iscream as my muscles clench.
“I can’t hear you.”
“You, Ethan!Only you!”
Oh, God, the torture!What is he doing to me?I movemy hips against him, letting him know I need him inside me.The head of hisdick brushes against my clit and I groan in agony.As he slides it along mylips, I lean back, trying to sink down his length.
“You belong to me.”
“Oh, God, yes!”I shout.
He steps away, leaving me panting.What the hell is he waitingfor?
“Not yet, Miss Bryan.Thisisa lesson in patience,after all.”I groan in frustration, my pussy aching from wanting him.“You lookso beautiful like this.”
He steps behind me once more, his dick between my thighs.One hand caresses my ass cheek while the other circles my clit slowly.His handcomes down on my flesh again.This time, there’s no pain, only pleasure.
“My pussy.”
“It’s yours.All yours.”
Next, his lips are on my stinging behind, kissing it better.His fingers continue to torture me, and I writhe helplessly beneath him.Whenhe moves away again, I groan in protest.He walks around the desk, and I lookup to see his gorgeous dick staring at me; he’d just undone his button and flyand released it.I stare back at it, entranced.It’s big… so big… and hard, restingon his stomach.It’s calling to me.I reach out to touch it, but he slaps myhand away.
“Don’t.”
I watch him as he completes a circle around the desk, movingout of sight to stand behind me once again.
“On your knees.”
I scramble down to the carpeted floor and kneel before my alpha.It’s like all my inhibitions jumped out the window.
“I remember a certain drunken request you made.Consider itgranted.”
I know exactly what he’s talking about.I crawl forward andlightly trail my fingers along his shaft; it jumps at my touch, and I leanforward, placing a soft kiss on the head.I lick the pre-cum from my lips andkiss him again.Moving down his length, I drop light kisses on the way.I dothe same coming back to the head and then move down the other side.I return tomy starting point and part my lips, slowly swirling my tongue like a Frenchkiss.A dick French kiss.I bite back a giggle.
“Fuck,” he groans.
I look up at him and find Sheriff’s eyes staring back at me.I hold his stare, wrapping my lips around him.He moans and grabs my hair,forcing himself farther into my mouth.The moment I start sucking, he pullsback.
“Enough.”He jerks his head toward the desk.I move back toit and resume my position.“I’m going to fuck you now.”
