Page 16 of The Lawgiver's Firebrand
Her body responded, going wet at the sight of him.
He sat on his heels. “Don’t touch me,” Daire warned. “I’ll go off like a rocket.” His hungry eyes feasted on her.
Ari grinned. Cradling herself, she plumped her aching breasts, giving Daire a show.
“That’s good. Pinch your nipples. Hard.”
She did, her eyes tearing with the pleasant pain.
Sweeping his gaze downward, he paused at the juncture between her legs. “Spread wider.”
She did, her attention locked on him.
“Knees up.”
Ari complied, stimulated by his commanding but smooth, velvety voice.
“Use your fingers to show me your pussy. That’s it. I want to see how pink and pretty you are.”
Daire wrapped a fist around his straining dick. “I’m going to slide this inside you. Next, I’ll fuck you until you scream my name. Are we clear?”
Ari swallowed hard, nodding.
“No touching me. Remember.”
“Sure. Get busy before I come just listening to you.”
After stretching out above her on flexed arms, Daire dipped his head for a kiss. Her breasts swelled against his muscular chest, her nipples hardening into tight peaks.
He shoved a hand between them, stroking her stomach, traveling downward to grip her thigh. Daire pushed her wider and fondled the sensitive area between her folds.
Thrusting against him as he teased her with his fingers, Ari moaned. His thumb pressed her engorged clit. Though her body responded, he refused to give her release.
Wicked, he drew back, no longer toying with her swollen nub. Then a finger circled the bud to taunt her again.
“Daire,” she whispered, bowing her spine against his assault. His thick arousal lay hot and heavy against her thigh. When she couldn’t stand not touching, she reached for him.
Daire snarled. Without warning, he grabbed her wrist. “No. No. No. Do not touch me.”
Ari forced her arms to cross under her head, complying with his no-stroking command.
Stretching his hand between their bodies, he guided his cock to her opening. Rather than enter her, he rubbed himself through her moisture. Desiring him, she spread her legs wider, thrusting her hips upward.
He chuckled. “Not so fast.”
“You said I got to choose. I want fast.” She bucked harder, curling a leg around his hips, trying to force herself onto his erection.
He latched onto an ankle and untangled her grip. “You’re a bad girl.” With a throaty laugh, he said, “I lied. I’m always in control.”
Ari cried out in frustration, unable to move when he pressed his full weight onto her.
He whispered, “You are so wet, so eager.”
She sucked in a breath while Daire inched inside her. Crying out, she begged for more even as she stretched to accommodate the width and length of his thick cock.
Then he fucked her. His hips flexed forward. Driving deep inside, Daire shoved in, pulled out, and pushed in again. Out. In. Again. Each motion slow, deliberate, and sensual. Maddening.
Ari wanted to touch the incubus, comb her fingers through his hair, and stroke the solid muscles of his shoulders. He was glorious.
