“But bad girls don’t get what they want right away,” I tsk, removing my hand and bringing my fingers to my lips as I suck off her sweet taste.
“I wasn’tthatbad,” she pouts, clearly frustrated that I left in a high state of arousal.
“You had my dick in your hand while your brothers talked to me about cramps and getting older,” I point out, turning her around and lifting her up on the black felt pool table.
“That was pretty funny,” she giggles. “And fast thinking on your part with the whole cramping thing.”
“You have no idea how hard that was to pretend I wasn’t on the brink of orgasming.”
“Are you kidding me?” She asks, shocked. “You do it to me all the time,” she laughs.
“It’s different,” I frown.
“Why? Because you’re in charge?”
“Exactly,” I grin. “Now lie back for me and be the good girl that I know you can be. I want my mouth on this pussy, and I’m not stopping until I have you screaming my name on this pool table.”
THIRTY-NINE
SAVI
Lying down,I feel the soft felt against my back as my legs tremble from the heated look in those blues. This man is on a mission, and I’m the one he wants to conquer.
I know I probably took the limo too far, but I couldn’t help myself. Between the wine and feeling his eyes undressing me as I danced, it had me desperate to touch him.
Once I got started, I couldn’t stop. I was on my own mission to get this man to hand over his control to me. And God did he ever. It was hot as hell seeing him lose control from my touch and doing something so forbidden while everyone else had no clue that this gorgeous man was falling at my mercy.
Looking at me like the devil himself, he slowly unbuttons his shirt and discards it on the floor. His intense gaze stays trained on me as he runs his hands down my legs again.
Grabbing my ankles, he places them on his shoulders. His eyes turn hungry as he glances down at my exposed center.Sliding his hands under my ass, he lifts me higher, so I have no choice but to lock my legs around his neck and hold on.
He’s so tall that the only part of me left on the pool table is my head and the top part of my shoulders as my body lifts to meet his demands.
“I’ve been waiting all night for this, sunshine.” His low voice penetrates the air and sinks into my skin, giving me goosebumps as I wait with bated breath for what I know will be intense.
The first swipe of his tongue, and I’m a goner as he dives in, leaving me grasping for something to hold on to as my fingers try to dig into the table. Lifting my hands above my head, I curl my fingers around the side of the wooden pool table as my spiked heels dig into his skin.
His low growl vibrates against me, shooting sparks of desire straight to my core as his tongue sucks and pulls on my flesh.
“Jesus,” I gasp, lifting my hips as I thrust myself against his mouth, relishing in the feel of his stubble against my throbbing skin. “Oh, God,” I moan, as his tongue dives deep inside, making my legs quiver and my heart race.
“Beg,” he orders, leaving my center and swiping his tongue along my inner thigh, leaving me with an unsatisfied ache.
“Please…” I pant. “I need more…please,” I beg, knowing I’ll do anything in this moment to relieve the pressure building between my legs.
“There’s my good girl,” he murmurs against my skin. “Sink those heels into me. You’re going to need something to hang on to.” He lightly bites my inner thigh before his teeth find my swollen clit.
I feel his tongue swirl around it before he latches on and sucks hard, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. My heels dig harder into his shoulders, and I close my eyes on a moan, arching up further as a willing sacrifice.
“Yes,” I moan loudly, feeling my body begin to fall. He does things with his mouth that should be criminal, as he brings me to the brink of an orgasm in two seconds flat as my body explodes into a million shattered pieces.
His name is ripped from my lips on a scream as I pulse and surrender to him as intense pleasure swallows me whole.
Licking and sucking every last drop, my body eagerly bends to his will and gives him what he’s been wanting to devour.
When he’s finally sated, he lowers me down slowly. I watch, dazed and fascinated, as he unbuckles his pants and discards them along with his boxer briefs and shoes.
He’s a masterpiece to look at as my eyes scan the length of him.
