Page 126 of Waiting in the Wings


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He groaned, fingers brushing across my jawline as I wrapped my lips around him, my cheeks hollowing out as Isucked with long, slow pulls.

He gripped my chin roughly. “There’s nothing I love more than seeing a queen brought to her knees.”

I moaned around him, looking up at him through my lashes. He stepped back, pulling himself from my mouth. “You can apologize later.” He smiled wickedly, pulling me up to stand. “Because first, I’m gonna fuck you until you’re shaking beneath me. You’lltake what you want from my cock, and I’ll watch you come undone for me while all those fucking walls you built shatter around you.Thenyou can get on your knees and apologize with your mouth, and I'll come down that pretty throat.”

Good God, this man’s mouth.

I smirked at him. “Do you want me to call you ‘sir’ while we’re at it?” I asked a bit facetiously, testing him.

His eyes narrowed, not missing my sarcastic tone. “Get your ass in the bedroom.”

He wasn’t one of those men that needed to be in charge in the bedroom, and he rarely tried to dominate me. We both liked it when I was the one issuing demands, but occasionally, this side of him came out to play, and I didn’t mind one bit.

“Yes, sir,” I taunted, saluting him before I turned and hurried into my bedroom.

“You’ll pay for that, princess,” he growled, following at my heels.

He ripped my shorts off, tossing them across my room. His eyes raked over my body as I stood before him in my hot pink bra and matching thong.

“On the bed,” he demanded. “On all fours.”

I complied, and the sound of his clothes hitting the floor made me squirm in anticipation.

His hand coasted up the back of my thigh, stopping at my right cheek. “You can never just do as I say. You have to be a sarcastic little brat about it.”

He removed his hand and brought it back down with a hard smack on my ass, massaging the sting away immediately.

I moaned as heat pooled between my thighs.

“I like making you work for it,” I confessed.

He grunted behind me, giving me another swat with his hand and rubbing away the sting with his palm before kissing it better. My body shuddered under the brush of his lips.

“I’m always up for a challenge, princess. You know that.”

I bit my bottom lip, hiding my smile. “Yeah, I do. You gonna fuck me like you said or just spank me until I come?”

His hand came down again, this time on the other cheek, and I groaned into the sheets.

“You’re trying to egg me on. It’s not gonna work today. I’ll fuck your needy little pussy when I’m good and ready.”

I whimpered as he knelt behind me, pulling me up against his chest. His fingers ghosted across the fabric of my panties.

He chuckled in my ear. “Christ, princess. You’re soaked.”

I laid my head back against his chest while his fingers rubbed across my clit lightly, circling it a few times before it was gone. I groaned at the loss of his fingers on me.

“Let’s get a few things straight before I give you what you want.”

I nodded against him, my fingers digging into his thighs to prevent me from giving into the temptation of touching myself. I wanted him so badly it hurt. I ached with it. But he held me up, fingers skating up and down my body. His touch enough to drive me crazy, but not nearly enough to satisfy the need clawing in my belly.

“I want you, princess. Every fucking inch of you. Body and soul and heart. I want it all.”

A whine escaped my lips as his fingertips brushed over my nipple. He tugged my bra down, and both breasts spilled over the top, as if they were being served up on a platter. He nipped at my neck, hands kneading at the soft curves of flesh on display.

My breathing turned shallow, and I arched back into him.

“Please?” I begged.