“You weren’t my target, but something pulled me toward you that night.And when I heard your voice, saw your mouth move, I couldn’t stop looking at you.Couldn’t stop imagining those crimson lips wrapped around my cock.”
Warm, bare skin brushed my mouth, his unmistakably hard erection, the bit of pre-cum moistening my flesh.
“Now open those lips for me,” he said, his voice thick with hunger.“And please me.”
ChapterTwenty-Six
Henry
Ariana’s mouth opened for me without hesitation.
The moment I felt the heat of her lips close around me, I had to fight to keep myself from coming undone like an inexperienced teenager.
I looked down at her, and the sight of her nearly knocked the air from my lungs.I couldn’t believe she was here.Couldn’t believe any of this was real.That she was on her knees.Blindfolded.Trusting me.
When I’d said goodbye earlier, I thought I’d spend the rest of the night replaying the way she looked across Gideon’s table.How easily she’d slipped into my world.How badly I’d wanted her.Wanted her more than I wanted air.
I never expected a knock on my bedroom door.
And I certainly never expected her to walk in, strip down, and kneel for me.
This was the biggest fucking turn-on I’d ever experienced.
Not because of the blindfold.
Not because of the restraints.
Not because of the way her lips tightened around me in an instinctive need to take more.
It was her trust that completely unraveled me.
Her surrender.
The fact that she gave them to me freely.
I threaded my fingers through her hair, guiding her gently at first.“Loosen your jaw,” I murmured, my voice thick with lust.
Ariana immediately complied, her jaw relaxing.
“There you go.Take me deeper.”
She obeyed again without hesitation.Just the fierce, stubborn bravery she didn’t realize she possessed.
“Good girl,” I groaned, letting my hips move just enough to test her limits.“You take me so fucking well.”
Her answering hum vibrated through me, almost making my knees buckle.
I tightened my grip on her hair, holding her in place as I thrust into her mouth with controlled precision.Every sound she made, every swallow, every breathy moan she let slip dragged me closer to the edge.
“Look at you,” I rasped.“Mouth full of me.Can’t see a damn thing.Hands tied behind you.And you’re still giving me everything.”
My praise had the desired effect, and she increased her efforts, meeting each thrust with unwavering determination.
“Fuck,” I bit out, my jaw clenching so hard it ached.“I love seeing you like this.Trusting me like this,” I grunted, every nerve ending in my body on fire.
I was getting close.Too damn close.
As much as I wanted to let go in her mouth, watch as she swallowed every last drop, I wanted everything else with her more.
