Page 21 of Sinful Demands

“Thanks!” I smiled with the satisfaction of knowing I saved Robert’s soul.

Zell’s expression was extremely unamused. “You owe me a soul.”

“Are you going to punish me now?” I asked sarcastically.

An eager grin spread across his face as his gorgeous irises seemed to lock on my soul. The evil sparkle in his eyes told me I may regret my words. “Absolutely.”

I swallowed hard. A small part of me was scared, but a huge part of me was extremely turned on.

Chapter 9

Kavari

ExcitementfilledmewhenZell slammed the front of my body against the wall of my apartment. His hands grazed my skin as he unlatched the chain on my dress before gliding it off my arms. He shimmied the dress down my curves until he was kneeling behind me.

“Step out,” he commanded. Eager to please, I lifted each foot.

Standing back up, he whipped me around to face him before removing his suit jacket. My eyes watched in anticipation as he unbuttoned his cuffs before rolling his sleeves up, revealing his beautiful tattooed arms. He grinned wickedly, raising a hand to my chest. Five sharp talons protruded from his fingertips making me gasp. His hand was slow to move as he ran the dagger-like nails across my stomach, sending shivers through me. Stopping at the center of my bra, my heart raced as he slid a claw under the edge and sliced it.

The fabric spread open and Zell cocked a brow, his eyes devouring my newly-freed breasts. “These look delicious.”

He craned his head forward, taking my nipple between his teeth and biting down before sucking it into his mouth. I let my lips part in ecstasy, a moan escaping my throat. Everything he did to please me had precise execution. It left me thinking that him hearing my thoughts wasn’t so bad in the bedroom.

He released my nipple and his eyes met mine. “You taste as delicious as you look.” His arms went around my body, using them to turn us around, his back now against the wall. “It’s time for you to show me what you can do,” he said, the darkness in his eyes seducing me. “Drop to your knees and pray to whatever God you believe in that my cock doesn’t completely cut off your air supply.”

His possessive gaze had me obeying him. “Yes, sir,” I whispered seductively before falling to my knees and clasping my hands together like I was praying. Finally comfortable enough to be vulnerable with him, I pointed my face upward, my eyes locking on him. “Does this make me a good girl?”

A low growl rumbled from his throat before he grinned. “A good girl wouldn’t be talking because my cock would be down her throat.”

My fingers were quick to unbutton his slacks and lower the zipper. I pulled his pants down and my eyes widened. I knew he was big by the way he filled my insides last time, but being at eye level with it, I was now intimidated. Worried that I wouldn’t be as good at pleasing him as he did me, I swallowed hard. When I reached for it, he grabbed my wrist, halting me. His other hand tilted my chin upwards.

“Don’t worry your beautiful mind,” he said, hearing my thoughts. “I’m grateful to have you even bless my cock with your lips.”

The things he kept saying to me already had my panties soaked.

He released my hand, freeing me to run a finger down his hardened length. When I got to the tip, it twitched and I smiled at the control I now had. Wrapping my fingers around the shaft, I pursed my lips and pressed soft kisses on his skin before I rolled my tongue around the head, drawing a moan from him. Opening my mouth wide, I curled my lips back and sucked the tip in while glancing up to watch the face he made. His head tipped back with another moan. My mouth salivated with every lick and suck. Now that it was slick, I pulled back.

I pursed my lips again, this time letting spit run from my mouth and onto the head as I looked up at him.

He cocked a brow, watching me. “I knew you were going to be a dirty girl once you took off your self-imposed leash.”

I smirked because he was right. I had always held back during sex because everyone I had been with seemed to be on a different level than me. Not wanting to be rejected for liking what I did, I just kept my desires secret. Zell made me feel like I could be me and he wouldn’t judge me for it.

My wrapped fingers moved up to the head of his cock and spread the spit down his shaft. With my free hand, I grabbed his sac and squeezed before I lowered my head. My tongue rolled around his balls, before sucking them into my mouth.

He released a pleasured groan. “Fuck yes, little bee.”

Once there was friction between my hand and his skin, I stopped, moving back to his cock. I slid it into my mouth, but only halfway. The largeness of him had his skin scraping slightly against my teeth no matter how far I opened my jaw.

His fingers tangled in my hair, massaging my scalp while I sucked. “Take me all in,” he moaned.

Before I had a chance to try, he gripped my hair and shoved his cock as far as it could go. Tears poured out of my eyes, my throat muscles fighting back, tightening around him. No wonder he thought I was going to suffocate from his cock . . . because I was definitely going to. I took short fast breaths through my nose any chance I got as he continued fucking my face.

“Your mouth is perfect, honey bee, sucking me like a good girl.”

His words of encouragement had me working hard to relax my throat. When it finally did, there was no stopping me. His fingers tightened in my hair, his cock sliding in and out of my throat. I dug my hands into the back of his thighs, my pussy clenching, ready to be fucked.

He suddenly yanked my head away, spit dripping down my face. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come.”

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