He stands before me, watching as I remove my bra for the second time and let it fall to the floor. Reaching down, he lifts one of my breasts in his hand, squeezing it and testing its weight. His thumb brushes over my nipple and my eyes close, my head falling back.
“Good?”
“Mmm.”
He pinches harder and I sigh, squirming when he does the same with the other one, pulling on them. “I can’t wait to mark up these beautiful tits.”
I whimper when he presses them together, squeezing them harder than before.
“Eyes open,” he instructs. “Unzip me and take me out.”
He releases me, but his hands don’t go far. They find my hair, his fingers combing back the strands from my face. With a shaky breath and even shakier fingers, I undo his belt, the metal buckle clanking, followed by his button. I fumble, nervous, but this only seems to please him, and I’m thinking he likes my inexperience. I think he likes how nervous yet eager I am.
The noise as I tug down his zipper has him panting, and Igaze up at him, wanting to see his face. His eyes are nearly black. Onyx ringed in blue-gray. I lick my lips and he grunts, his grip on my hair tightening. The only indication that he’s barely hanging on to his control.
That thought spirals me higher as delicious anticipation slams through me, spiking my heart rate to a near sprint. I’m winded, panting, my skin humming with how my touch affects him. This man. This king. He’s so powerful, and though I am the one on my knees this time, I’ve never felt sexier or stronger.
I get his pants open and reach in, feeling the outline of his cock through the jersey of his briefs. It’s thick and long and so hard. It throbs as I continue to rub it, his gaze on fire now as he watches me do it. Lowering his pants and briefs, he springs free, and like a girl in a lame porno, I gasp. First time seeing a penis and all. Plus, it’s big. Bigger than I thought it would be. I realize I have nothing to compare it to, but yeah.
One question comes to mind. How is that going to fit? In my mouth. In my pussy. In…other places I can’t even begin to think about. I lick my lower lip and bite it. He grabs his cock at the base, stroking himself once, and I moan at how hot that is. Especially when he gives it a few more strokes and taps it against my parted lips.
“Look at you. So hungry for this.” Another stroke. “This is what you want?”
“Yes.” I’m nearly begging now.
Electricity skitters over my skin as he grips my hair. He bends down so his mouth is by my ear and whispers, “Then open your mouth and suck my cock like a good little girl.”
Without warning, he pulls my hair by the roots, forcing me to cry out at the sting, and the moment my mouth opens, he thrusts his cock in. My hands shoot up, going to his hips as he bottoms out at the back of my throat, causing me to gag and reflexively swallow. He lets out a wounded hiss and my eyes widen in alarm.
He shakes his head, letting me know that was a good sound. “Breathe through your nose,” he manages. “Flatten your tongue.Fuck,yes. Just like that. Goddamn, you’re fucking perfect, Bellamy. Who knew your savage, impertinent mouth could do this?”
With his hand in my hair, he controls my movements, pumping in and out at a fast pace as he fucks my face. He’s big and thick and I’m gagging and struggling to breathe, my eyes tearing. My toes curl into the carpet, my hands gripping him, wanting to push him away but not wanting him to stop.
“Relax, baby. Try to relax. Shit.” He pulls himself out of my mouth and I take in a ragged breath. “I went too rough. Forgive me, I’ve never found it this difficult to contain myself before. It’s you who has me so worked up. Here.” He takes one of my hands and places it around his wet dick.
Tentatively, I give it a stroke, and he groans.
“Is that good?” I look up at him quickly and then back down to his cock in my hand.
“Incredible. Your touch is incredible.”
He feels like velvety steel in my hand. This man, this king, is nothing as I thought he’d be. He’s everything.
His grip on my hair is gone and his hand is on my cheek, wiping away my tears. “For as pretty as you are when you cry for me, I want tonight to be about you. What you enjoy. I have to remind myself you’re new to all this. As much as that makes me hard, I truly don’t want to hurt you beyond the point of pleasure. I’ll give you control. Just this once, because something tells me you’ll blow my mind. Literally. Be adventurous and have fun. Just the way I did with you.”
I blink up at him. Is he kidding? He has no idea how much fun I’m about to make this for both of us.
17
SEBASTIAN
Ishould have stopped. I should have walked away the second she threw out that word.Virgin.I should have forced sense back into my mind because she is so young. She is the nanny to my children, and they worship her. I cannot lose that, and no matter what she says, that’s a risk.
A big one.
Here I am, a king. A thirty-six-year-old father of three. A man who swore he would never bring another woman into this nightmare with me. Now look what I’ve done. I stole her. I captured her and made her my own. A woman who is lovelier than any I’ve ever encountered.
Did I just seal her fate as I did Nora’s?
