That sends another thrill through me.
He kisses me softly.
“Can I get on my knees for you?”
His fingers flex on my hip and his jaw ticks. “Is that where you want to start?”
“Desperately.” Heat works its way through me.
“Fuck, kitten. We’re going to have so much fun together.” He kisses me again, rougher and deeper, like he’s struggling to stay in check.
He tosses a pillow to the floor at his feet. “Be good for me.”
I clamber off his lap, a little awkwardly and with Flip’s help since my hands are bound.
Flip regards me with lust-heavy eyes as I sink to my knees. He runs his hands down his thighs and rolls his head on his shoulder as he rises to his full, imposing height.
He steps forward, gazing down as he caresses my cheek and tucks a single finger under my chin, tipping it up. “You are a fucking vision, Tallulah.” He bends and kisses my forehead.
When he straightens, gone is my sweet boyfriend and in his place is the villain I asked for.
“Get my cock out,” he orders.
My hands are unsteady as I fumble first with his belt, then the button and zipper on his jeans. It’s awkward with my hands cuffed, and I’m jittery with excitement.
I free him from his pants, thick and hard. I reach for him, but he shakes his head, so I stop.
“No more hands,” he grits out.
I drop mine to my thighs.
Flip fists his cock and strokes roughly. I wait for his next command, nipples tight and pussy already throbbing.
“Are you my good girl?”
I nod, biting back a needy moan.
He presses his thumb against my bottom lip. “Open for me.”
I part and he slips his thumb inside, pressing on my tongue.
“Suck.”
My cheeks hollow.
He grins, expression devilish. “Treat it like your favorite ice cream cone.” He brings the head of his cock to my lips.
I swirl my tongue around the crown, sucking the head into my mouth, releasing with a loud pop, before I repeat the action, but this time I drag my teeth gently over the ridge, eyes locked on his. A slow grin pulls up one corner of his mouth.
I kiss the tip, then run my tongue around him again. “What now?”
“I’m going to guide you.”
How often have I fantasized about this exact experience? On my knees, him looking at me like I’m his. “Teach me how to please you.”
His lip curls deliciously. “Tap my thigh twice if it’s too much or you don’t like it.”
“Okay.” I’m nervous, but excited, because with Flip I’m safe to explore and learn what I like.
