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He walked slowly toward me, and I noticed his dick had gotten hard in the last few seconds even though he’d done nothing but stand a few feet away and look at me.

He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. “I don’t hear an apology, tiger.”

“What is all this?” I forced myself to break eye contact and look at the pictures. I didn’t trust myself with a naked Oscar Drago. I could hardly trust myself with a fully clothed Oscar Drago.

“What does it look like?” he asked.

“Pictures,” I said, stating the obvious. “Of me. But why?”

“I told you I like to take pictures.” I could feel his eyes on my face, pulling my gaze back to his against my will.

“But why me?” I asked, looking up at him,

He reached out, dragging his thumb along my lower lip, his gaze never leaving mine. “Because you’re so fucking beautiful,” he said, his voice hoarse.

He paused, his stroke of my mouth pressing against the seam of my lips. I knew what he wanted, and I knew what it would mean if I let him in, but I didn’t have the strength to fight my attraction to him anymore.

I didn’t even want to.

I opened my mouth and took his thumb between my lips, sucking until he groaned.

Then he was sliding his hands into my hair and crushing my mouth under his in a kiss so consuming everything else fell away.

Chapter41

Willa

Kissing Oscar Drago was like being caught in a riptide. At first you thought you were swimming, but a second later — when it was too late to do anything about it — you realized you were drowning,

And it was definitely too late to do anything about it. I was drowning in Oscar’s mouth and the stroke of his tongue, his dick at attention and pressing against my stomach, doing all kinds of crazy things to my already soaking-wet pussy.

I ran my hands over his pierced nipples and damp chest, over his stomach, then took his erect cock in my hands.

He hissed at my touch. “Careful, tiger,” he warned. “I’ve been waiting for you to do that for a long time.”

He sucked on my neck, and I stroked my way up his thick shaft, running my thumb over the two silver barbells pierced through his swollen head. “Did this hurt?”

“Pain is just a construct,” he said, his breath a hot whisper across my neck.

“Very funny,” I said, stroking my hand down his cock.

“Nothing about this is funny,” he groaned.

“What…” I stopped what I was doing and pulled away long enough to look down at the metal I felt at the base of his dick. I hadn’t realized he had more than the piercing on the head of his dick, but now I saw that there was another barbell at the base, below his stomach. “What is this?”

“What does it look like?” he asked with a chuckle.

I rolled my eyes. “I mean, why here?” I’d seen a penis piercing or two, but never at the base.

He cocked an eyebrow in a suggestive expression that was sexy as hell. “Think about it.”

I did, and my pussy immediately clenched with excitement. The barbell at the base of his shaft was positioned to stimulate a woman’s clit during sex, and I suddenly couldn’t wait to give it a test run.

“Jesus, Oscar.”

He grinned. “What can I say?” He leaned in to kiss my neck, flicking his hot tongue out to lick my skin. “I’m committed to your pleasure.”

I sighed. “I can’t wait to test your, er...commitment.”

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