Even through his trousers, it was evident that he was already rock hard. Fifteen seconds ago, I’d been desperate to come, but gazing up and seeing the way he looked down at me, that desperation changed. I shifted from ready to bepleased to wanting to do everything in my power to please him. Between my legs still throbbed to be touched, but it became secondary to satisfying this man.
I reached for the button on his slacks, pulled down the fly, and slipped my hand inside in a frenzy.
Jagger groaned as I wrapped my fingers around him and squeezed hard, then he bunched the back of my hair into a tight fist. “It doesn’t look like you’re feeling very punished at the moment.”
Fearing he might decide I didn’t deserve even this, I forwent the teasing in favor of lunging forward and taking him deep.
Jagger let out a string of curses. “Fuck. You love it, don’t you? Look up at me while you suck my cock.” His hand at the back of my head pulled hard, causing a burn at my scalp, and he slipped out almost to the tip before pushing me back down. “Just like that, baby. Take me deeper.”
With every bite of pain, I grew needier and needier. The ache between my legs intensified, and I reached down to touch myself.
“No coming means no coming.” Jagger spoke with a stern voice. “Now lock your hands behind your back and keep sucking.”
I whimpered but did as he’d instructed and clasped my hands together above my ass. Jagger’s gaze took in my new position and his eyes shut. “God, you look so damn perfect. I could come just from seeing you like that.”
The strain in his face told me he was telling the truth. I’d been bobbing my head, meeting his thrusts, but now he abruptly stopped me from moving and took over.One. Two.On the third stroke, he buried himself deep and let out a guttural roar. It matched the intensity of the gush that rushed down my throat, nearly choking me.
We were both breathless after he pulled out. Jagger bent over with his hands on his knees like he’d just run a marathon while I unclasped my hands and leaned forward with my palms to the floor.
“Jesus Christ,” Jagger mumbled. “I can’t make you wait to get off after that.”
I smiled. “It’s okay. That got me off almost as much as you getting me off.”
He shook his head with a laugh and scooped me into his arms, cradling me against him. “We’re going to have to find a new punishment for disobeying.”
CHAPTER 25
Sutton
Jagger Langston was a hand holder. Who would’ve guessed?
I looked down at our joined hands resting on top of his thigh in the back of his Maybach as we made our way to the restaurant in bumper-to-bumper traffic. My legs were crossed at the knee, and my eyes caught on the ankle bracelet he’d bought me.
“Thank you again for the anklet,” I said. “It’s beautiful, and I love the sentiment behind it.”
He squeezed my hand. “You’re welcome. It should’ve been the first gift I gave you.”
“You made up for it with your note.” I smiled. “By the way, when did you get it? You were still in DC when it arrived, but the card looked like your handwriting.”
“I bought it the morning after you tossed my first gift at me, at a shop in DC.” He glanced over. “To be clear, I’ve never purchased anything for anyone at that shop, and I’ve never given a piece of jewelry to a woman other than itemssimilar to what I sent you the first time. And those were not the carat weight of what I sent you.”
“How did you get this one to me?”
“I had Sam drive it back home to deliver it. He’d driven me down to DC.”
“But you stayed?”
Jagger nodded. “I took a flight home when I was done so he didn’t have to come back.”
“It was very sweet of you to do all that.”
He frowned. “What did I tell you about thinking I’m sweet?”
In the last hour he’d kissed my forehead, helped me pick out what to wear to dinner, and told me I was beautiful five times. People aren’t who theytellyou they are; they’re who theyshowyou to be. Though I kept my mouth shut.
A few minutes later, Jagger’s phone buzzed. He dug it out of his pocket and looked at the screen. “Crap, it’s an Ohio area code. I need to answer this. Excuse me.”
“It’s fine. Go ahead.”
