“Very,veryproud, Sir.”
Her fingertips skimmed north, finding my swelling need and stroking me through the fabric of the fancy trousers the hotel had acquired for me.I groaned at the sensation, knowing I yearned for her mouth even more than I desired to see Ian behind bars.
“Let me show you how much.”She caught her lower lip between her teeth, gazing up at me from under those long, dark lashes.“Let me remind you how much I love you.”
“Oh, God.”
My head lolled back against the stack of cushions I was propped up on.I knew if I relaxed onto them properly, my injured back would scream at me for relief, but given the current heady provocation, I was considering giving in regardless.
“Sir?”Her hand continued to rub over my growing erection, her constant pace and stimulation making it difficult for me to think clearly.“May I please make you come?”
“Fuck, little girl.”
Staring at her, I was struck by how far we had come in such a short space of time, and it wasn’t only the fact we’d left Fortorus that dominated those changes.
I was the one she’d chosen to submit to, but even though I was sitting while she knelt, it was patently clear which of us held the power.Whatever authority I’d held over her had evaporated somewhere on the English Channel, empowering the delicious woman on her knees to become more than my equal.
She had supremacy in that suite, and locking gazes with her, I suspected we both knew it.She could have done anything, could have asked for anything, and there was nothing I wouldn’t have assented to.
“You know I can’t say no to you.”I considered kissing her, but I didn’t want to do anything that risked altering the rhythm of her right hand.
“Then say yes, Sir.”Her brow rose, daring me to defy her, and God help me, there was no way I was going to.
“Yes.”My reply was guttural and filled with unspent craving.
Bracing myself for the pain of the contact behind me, I leaned back and unbuckled my belt.My brain registered the hurt, but pushing the leather aside, I ignored the pain and started to work on my zipper.
“Allow me.”Her free hand caught mine, halting its progress and edging the zip down.“You relax, Sir.”
“I want that robe off,” I told her, desperately clinging to the fallacy that I was still the one in control.
“Of course,” she replied sweetly, pausing the sublime cadence of her hand to shrug the fabric from her slim shoulders.“Is that better?”
It will be as soon as you start doing that again.
My hips jerked forward, urging her delicate fingers to restart their act of devotion, and reading my no doubt frantic expression, she shifted back into position and complied.Stimulating the outline of my cock, she ran the fingertips of her free hand under the waistband of my underwear, teasing me.
“I’d like to roll these down, please.”She leaned forward, kissing my abdominals while she waited for my approval.
“Do it,” I snarled, scarcely recognizing the sound of my desperation.
Who the frantic man with the whipped skin was, I couldn’t say.He wasn’t any version of Adam Harper I recognized, yet watching while she rolled my boxer shorts south and released my cock, I realized what should have been obvious.My journey to that point didn’t matter.I was truly happy for the first time in my life, exulting in the attention of the woman I loved, and when she ran her tongue over the base of my dick, I was weak at the sight of her.
“Fuck, Caroline.”My breathing sped up at the sweet torment.“Do it, little girl.Suck me.”
“With pleasure, Sir.”
Her breath was warm against my sensitive skin, the heat of her mouth all-encompassing as she took me in her mouth and slid her way down to my balls.
Reaching for her hair, I let out a throaty moan the moment my crown grazed the back of her throat.She felt so good, and she was so hot and welcoming, all I could think about was how I wanted the intimacy to never end.Even though I knew we were due at The Hague in a couple of hours and I was sure leaning against the cushions would be doing nothing for my back, I no longer heeded those logical calls.The moment was all about Caroline and her astonishing act of devotion.
She mewled as she swallowed me, and I rolled my hips to meet her advances, reveling in the steeping intensity.All concept of time collapsed around me as her ministrations continued, my eyes closing and my fingers tightening in her hair.All that mattered was the knowledge that she had the skill and command to bring me to climax, and gasping at the growing urgency, that seemed to be all the power in the world.
When the first waves of release smashed over me and I fought for breath, I was aware of nothing but the gentle rhythm of her hand at the base of my cock and the way her tongue lapped at everything I had for her.I had no clue how long I was sprawled there for, hostage to the dying embers of my passion, but at some point, my eyes must have opened, and I witnessed her rise between my legs, flicking her tongue over her lips as she met my gaze.
“Is that better, Sir?”She smirked at me.
“So much fucking better.”I leaned forward, dismissing the strain in my shoulders as my lips brushed over hers.“Thank you, little girl.”
