Page 123 of Prey Tell
Her brows knit together, and she tilts her head slightly. “But we hadn’t spoken in months,” she says cautiously.
I nod once. “That didn’t mean I stopped thinking about you.” Her eyes widen slightly, and I continue. “I saw it in a store, and it reminded me of you. The pockets…” Her lips twitch. “I’d heard about your engagement, and I wasso fucking closeto sending it to you. But then I saw you with him in Perky Roasters a few days before your engagement, and you looked so happy. You were laughing. Smiling. I didn’t want to complicate things. So I never sent it.”
Her eyes are flicking across my face, and she holds a hand up to her mouth. “You asked me why I was wearing black like I was going to a funeral.”
“Yes. It was the first time I realized that you might not be as happy as I thought you were. It’s why I tempted you with an invite to one of my parties.”
She taps her lips as she considers me. My cock is so hard inside of my pants—and as my eyes do a slow perusal of her body, it starts to physically ache from not being inside of her tight heat.
“Did you want me there that night?”
I rock back on my heels. “I did. But I couldn’t admit it to myself. I refused to believe you’d be interested in all of this,” I tell her honestly.
“You idiot,” she breathes, teasing me. “You could have led me off the side of a cliff and I would’ve followed you.”
I smile. “I am an idiot, Parker. I should’ve said yes that night.” She inhales sharply, her naked chest rising and falling. “I pushed you away for so long, but not anymore.”
I unbutton my shirt as she pulls her lower lip between her teeth. “I love the dress,” she admits, grinning.
Smirking, I pull my shirt off and start to undo my belt. “I knew you would.”
“And how much did that scrap of silk cost?” she asks innocently, cocking her head.
I pull my pants down and watch the way her eyes take in my boxers and the hard, leaking shaft inside. I palm myself a couple of times, and her pupils bloom darker as she watches me.
“I can’t remember,” I lie. “Probably less than a million dollars.”
She pushes up into a sitting position. “Can I touch you now, sir? Please?”
I’d planned on fucking her into my bed, but it’s been almost a week since I’ve been inside of her, meaning I should probably take the edge off. It’s going to be a long night. Epiphanies and telling her exactly how I feel notwithstanding, I want to show her how much I’ve missed her. I want to give her pleasure, dragging it out over and over again until her cunt is weeping. But right now, I want nothing more than to see those pretty, pink lips around my cock.
“You may,” I tell her, walking closer. “Lie down.”
She snaps her eyes up to mine. “But—”
I shoot her a warning glance, and she drops back onto the bed. “Turn around so that your head is hanging off the bed.”
I see the instant she realizes that I’m about to fuck her mouth. Her lips part and she eagerly turns around, her neck and head hanging off the side closest to me.
God, she will be my undoing.
Just seeing her laying on my bed, perky tits bouncing as I slide my cock down her throat…
I remove my boxers and walk up to her. “Open your mouth, Parker.”
She does as I say, and my bed is at the perfect height for me to slide right into her mouth. I hiss as her teeth graze the underside of my length, but after I take half a step closer, I’m able to slide in with less resistance.
“Okay?” I ask, my voice gravelly and hoarse. It feels sofuckinggood. She gives me a thumbs up. “You remember your non-verbal safe word?” I ask, trying not to smile when I imagine her humming the theme song to Wolverine with my cock down her throat. Another thumbs up. “Good girl. Now, take a deep breath,” I instruct. Her eyes find mine as I pull out. She inhales, her tongue dancing over the head of my cock, and then I slam into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.
“Fuck,” I groan, wrapping a hand around her upside-down throat as I piston in and out of her hot, wet mouth. “You take my cock so well, Juliet.”
She flattens her tongue, and I moan as my head drops forward, as I lean over her and rest my free hand next to her shoulder on my duvet. She gags a couple of times, but otherwise, she handles it like a champ. I haven’t gone in fully, and I’m considering it as she reaches behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling me deeper, further down her throat.
“Yes, just like that,” I hiss, fully fucking her mouth now. I move my hips slower so that she can catch her breath andfuck me,she looks so good taking me like this.
I never want to let her go, never want to give her up. If that means I have to hoard her all to myself like a fucking dragon, then so be it.
My balls begin to tighten as my cock hardens further. “Juliet,” I gasp, her name falling from my lips like a prayer. “I’m close.” My entire body goes taut as her mouth sucks me in tighter, hollowing her cheeks, and then I fall over the edge. “Fuck,” I hiss, going still as my cock pulses down her throat. She swallows with every jet of cum I shoot into the back of her throat, and if I wasn’t already in love with her, that act alone would convince me to worship her forever. I let out a final roar, placing both hands on the bed beside her as my cock bobs against her soft tongue. Slowly, I pull out, and she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.
