Page 20 of Insatiable Park Avenue Prince

“Oh, I do like the way you beg…” Sin released my hands. “Now, if you can keep your hands there while I get undressed, I’ll give youexactlywhat you’re begging for.”

As Sin took a step back, I imagined the backs of my hands were glued to the wall in an effort to keep them there. Anything to guarantee I would get what he was promising.

Sin shrugged out of his jacket and laid it over the chaise longue, then reached for his shirt and pulled the hem from his open pants. That gorgeous hair fell forward as he reached for the bottom button, and as he began to undo each one, my cock pounded a little harder.

Goddamn, he was sexy. This striptease only added fuel to the fire. When he peeled the shirt off, revealing that ripped body, it was a miracle I didn’t collapse on the floor.

Sin balled his shirt up, tossed it aside, then slid a hand down over his abs and into his pants. I bit down on the inside of my cheek as his hand began to move, and when he straightened his dick and pulled it free of his briefs, I couldn’t hold back my moan.

The arrogant smirk he aimed my way only increased his overall effect on me, and when he kicked out of his shoes and let go of himself to remove his socks, I sent up a prayer that he was about to remove everything else.

In one dick-hardening move, Sin was as naked as the day he was born, and sweet mother of God, he looked even better than I remembered.

My mouth parted, the sight of his huge, veiny cock almost making me cave. But no. I wouldn’t give in. Not with his promise looping in my head.

“Impressive.” He chuckled and stroked his dick like it was a beloved pet. “You must want this pretty bad, huh?”

When he gripped the wide, plump head and pre-cum spread over the top of it, I whimpered.

“What was that?”

Thatwas my dignity leaving the room, because hell if I wasn’t about to do anything and everything he asked of me. “I want it so damn bad.”

Sin ran his other hand through his thick mane of hair, pushing it back from his face, and my knees weakened a little.

Then he crooked a finger at me and said, “Then come here and fucking take it.”

NINE

kelly

DONOVAN’S LOOK WAS so damn hungry that I was surprised I was still standing.

His lips were kiss-swollen, strands of his blond hair fell over the golden mask he wore, and those pants I’d ripped open showcased a cock straining against his dark grey boxer briefs. Donovan looked undeniably sexy as he leaned against the wall watching me strip for him. He was utterly wrecked, and we’d barely even gotten started.

When I crooked a finger at him and told him to get over here and take what he wanted, he moved with an urgency that had me gripping my dick harder.The greedy fucker muscled me back until my ass hit the end of the chaise, and then pushed my hands away.

“This is mine,” he said in a voice full of lust as he ran his fingers along the underside of my cock.

Having Donovan finally touch me the way I’d been dying for him to hit me harder than I expected, and my breathing became unsteady. I had to remind myself to draw this out. Blowing my shit too soon on my first partner shoot was a surefire way to fuck this up before things really got going, but I’d underestimated how hot I’d be once I had him where I wanted him.

I took his chin in my hand and brushed a rough kiss across his lips. “Then I expect you to do something about it.” I unfastened the tie at his throat, pulling the material free as I smiled savagely. “Now.”

Donovan dropped to his knees before the word rolled off my tongue, and I didn’t even have time to breathe before he licked a warm path along the head of my dick. His hazel eyes darkened, watching me as he swallowed every bit of my pre-cum.

I wanted more of that sinful mouth, but as I reached down to guide myself deeper, he batted my hand away. He wasn’t lying about being possessive, and that was so hot that a rumble of pleasure vibrated through my chest.

With his tie still dangling from my fingers, I grabbed each end and lowered it down to the back of his neck, tugging him forward slightly. He didn’t want my hands interfering, but I could still use whatever leverage I had to draw more of his mouth onto me.

A wicked gleam filled his eyes as he looked up at me from under impossibly long lashes. He had his lips wrapped around the head of my cock, sucking on me like he’d never tasted anything so good in his life.

He drew his mouth back with a loud pop, and his lips curled. With one hand cradling the underside of my dick, he pressed kisses up the length of me and said, “You have the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. And I can’t wait to feel every inch of you in my ass.”

Before I could respond, Donovan took me back inside the warm heat of his mouth and wrapped his hands around the base of my erection. I couldn’t believe how much of me he was able to suck, and as my dick reached the back of his throat, I tightened my hold on the tie on the back of his neck, keeping him there. I hadn’t even meant to do it, but it didn’t seem to faze him as he swallowed.

This definitely wasn’t his first time sucking a big dick, that was for sure, and while the thought of him with anyone other than me made my fists tighten, I was definitely benefiting from his expertise.

Donovan began to move his lips up and down my length, sliding his blond head closer to my body with every inch he took. When I once again hit the back of his throat, I held him, still growling out my pleasure, and when he swallowed, my toes curled against the floor.

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