She gives me the smallest nod, everything about her stretched thin. The bond tugs again, and I know exactly what she needs.
“Frankie.” I keep my voice low. “Look at me.”
She does. Her pupils are wide. Her shadows go still like they’re waiting for my command.
“The moment I trace us out of here, I want you on your knees.”
Her lips part. The bond throbs with the pulse of heat I love so much. She doesn’t speak, but she nods. Whatever storm was inside her quiets down.
I lift her against me, tracing us away before the shadows remember why they rose in the first place.
Her knees hit the ground, spreading wide beneath her. Dark curls tumble forward as she bows, her hands sliding into the space between her thighs. Every part of her waits on me.
It makes me feral. Having her pliant, willing to bend for me. She trusts me to break her, and I will. And when I put her back together, she’ll be stronger.
I stand directly in front of her, gesturing to my pants. “Pull them down.”
Hunger slips through her gaze. She drags my pants down, freeing me, lips parted like she’s already waiting. Greedy little thing.
“Do you like making me punish you?”
She bites her lip, nodding, that tiny flash of stubbornness trying to sneak through. I love when she pushes back, but watching her rein it in for me. Fuck! That gets me.
I wrap my fingers around my length. “Show me your tongue.”
She opens wide, tongue out, eyes full of trouble. My little mate knows exactly how to ruin me.
I press the head of my cock to her tongue. “Lick.”
Her tongue traces the tip, then curls along the underside as she takes me deeper, her cheeks hollowing when she sucks.Holy shit, it feels good!When she pulls back, a thin line of pre-cum clings from me to her mouth. She spreads it across her lips, pulling a sharp sound from my throat.
Naughty girl! I don’t want to stop her, but she’s begging to be put in her place. My hand clamps into her hair and I yank her back. “Did I tell you to suck?”
”Nope.” Mischief flickers in her eyes as she smirks, her tone laced with that sexy sass of hers.
Chuckling, I press my thumb against her bottom lip and pull it down, exposing her teeth and gums. “You’re adorable.” I drop my voice, leaving her no room to argue. “Now, open your fucking mouth.”
She hesitates before finally opening, but just barely. Ha, she can do better than that. I hook my fingers inside her cheeks and tug. “Wider.”
She opens as far as her jaw allows. Fuck, she’s beautiful…the way her lips stretch around her teeth. Her pink tongue is waiting to wrap around my cock. I can’t help it. I thrust, hard, hitting the back of her throat, making her choke. But she pushes through it. Stubborn. Starving.Mine.
Her gags and moans fuel the fire inside me while I fuck her mouth. Lips, teeth, tongue, all scraping along my shaft in a mixture of wet warmth. Her eyes water, but she doesn’t take them off me, not even when I grab the back of her head and quicken my pace, or when her tears mix with the saliva rolling down her chin, turning her into a beautiful fucking mess.
She reaches down and circles her fingers around her clit through her pants as she moans around my cock. It feels so fucking good, but I don’t want to come in her mouth, so I pull out, making her moans turn to whimpers. I chuckle at her disappointed look.
I use my thumb to wipe the tears from her eyes, and cup her face. Her swollen lips are just begging to be kissed. “You suck my dick so good, baby.”
She closes her eyes and rubs her cheek against the palm of my hand like she wants more. “That’s because it feels so good in my mouth.” She licks her lips and gives me a devilish smile.
Fuck, I need to bury myself in her. I rip her shirt off and place her on the table.Slow down, Zarreth. Enjoy this.
Her thighs spread when she leans back on her hands, popping her tits out.Gods dammit, she’s sexy.
My thumb runs down her neck, my fingers wrapping around it. I won’t choke her, not after the way I just fucked her throat. I just like to watch her eyes plead for it, and the need in them doesn't disappoint. I pull her forward, taking a nipple in my mouth. It turns into a little point under my tongue.
Her fingers grip the back of my head, thighs rubbing together, while I decide how much to punish her. I settle for a quick nip, making her squeal. Gods, I love that sound.
I press her back until she’s flat against the table. She arches the second I run my fingers along the curve of her breast. The little gasp she lets out when I drag her pants down nearly undoes me. But seeing she’s not wearing a damn thing underneath? That’s what really gets me.
