I give him the same wicked look he gave me earlier, my fingers teasing over the bulge straining against his pants. “I know, I know. If someone interrupts while your cock is in my mouth, you’ll murder them,” I note, squeezing him through his pants before backing up astep. “So, you’d better make sure we aren’t interrupted,” I add, sinking to my knees.
Sin’s eyes flare, and he finally releases a shuddering breath. “You’re going to be the death of me,” he utters, and then starts stripping off his clothes.
I watch with unfiltered need, acutely aware that this isn’t my first time kneeling on this platform.
But this time, I don’t feel powerless.
Tonight, I’m taking my power back.
I take in every rigid curve of his body, until finally looking up at him through my eyelashes.
He groans, stepping closer. “If you look at me like that, this is going to be over before it even starts.”
The thought of making him lose control sends desire rippling across my body, and without hesitating, I run my tongue along the base of his dick.
Sin’s fingers thread into my hair, but instead of waiting for him to guide me, I ignore his grip and take him fully into my mouth. There’s resistance when his thick length hits the back of my throat, but I push past it, not stopping until my lips wrap around the base of his cock.
“Fucking, fuck,” Sin curses, and I ignore the gentle tug he gives on my hair as he tries to pull me back.
This isn’t submission, it’s dominion.
I keep him deep in my throat, not moving, until Sin finally releases my hair. Only then do I pull back, running my tongue along the base of his cock.
He jerks forward, and I grin, finding he’s grabbed hold of the throne to steady himself.
I suck his cock back into my mouth, teasing the tip for a moment, liking the way his legs twitch at thesensation, until my fingers dig into his thighs for purchase, as I take him deep into my throat.
“Fuck, baby – kitten.” Sin’s fingers twitch against my hair, but then pull back, like he’s remembering I’m in control.
I work him faster, bobbing my head over his dick. His thick length slides easily into my throat, and I suck harder when I hear his curses become stuttered gasps.
My body is still sensitive from my orgasm, and even the friction from my movements is causing pleasure to pool in my core.
“Baby, I’m going to come,” he chokes out.
My throat tightens around him, and a second later, he groans as liquid heat spills down my throat.
I take my time, licking him clean as I ease him out of my mouth.
“Fates above, kitten. You fucking wreck me,” Sin breathes, before pulling me back up and kissing me like I’m oxygen.
Our tastes twine together, and he picks me up, his fingers teasing at the edges of my slit.
I moan, rolling my hips to chase the pleasure.
“Are you ready to claim what’s yours?” He asks against my mouth, and it’s only then that I realize we’re in front of the throne.
I tug at his hair, all traces of anxiety forgotten. “Please.”
“Good girl,” he praises, pulling me onto his lap as he sits.
The throne is cold, but Sin’s body is molten behind mine. He takes his time, spreading my legs so that theyhang over each of the armrests, baring me open in front of everyone here.
His fingers trail up my thighs, not stopping until he’s circling my clit. He keeps his movements slow and reverent.
“Look at them,” he whispers, and his other hand comes up to tease my nipples.
The small circles he’s tracing over my clit grow a little stronger, and I ignore his soft command, squeezing my eyes shut and rolling my hips into his hand.
