“You’re never going to stop until you know I’m completely safe, are you?” I sauntered to him on my kitten heels. Suddenly, all I wanted was to make this man understand just how much I desired him.
His lazy gaze flicked along my body, taking it in. “You make it sound like a bothersome objective.”
“Not bothersome.” I unfastened his belt with one hand, eyes still trained on his. Next, I rolled down the zipper of his Armanidress pants. “But impossible. We both know some things are out of your control.”
“Not when it comes to you.” His vehement, soft tone made me tremble so badly I wanted it injected into my veins. How I thought I stood a chance against him, I’d never understand. I craved him like the night desired the moon. Like the desert longed for water. What we had, it was wild and chaotic. But it was uniquely ours. No love would ever match.
I dropped to my knees and circled my fingers around the base of his cock. It was already hard and throbbing, the tip shiny and purple, full of blood; shivers ran up and down my arms, and I tilted my head, giving his cock a long, lustful lick that made his hand wrap around my hair. There wasn’t enough of it to tug yet, and the little I had was handled with surprising gentleness.
“What about sex, Tierney?” he drawled. “Regular, normal people sex?”
“You’re the one who said we’re not normal people.” Reaching forward, I covered his crown with my mouth, slowly taking him all in until the tip tickled the back of my throat.
I knew he wanted what other couples had. Missionary. Eye contact. Some kind of emotion. But I couldn’t. Not yet.
“You want me to fuck your face?” he crooned.
“Yeah…” My voice trailed off, liquid heat rushing to my center.
I could feel my pulse thrumming against my clit.
“Ask nicely.”
“P-please?”
“Nicer.”
I blinked. He smiled charitably, like I was an adorable, little puppy. Was he going to give me what I wanted? Was he going to finally degrade me?
“Open your mouth, Tierney.”
I did so fast my head spun. There wouldn’t be a second time, I sensed. Achilles did not like treating me the way I was used to being treated in bed.
He grabbed my jaw, peered inside with those dead, icy eyes, and spat into it. “Swallow.”
A rush of warmth shot to my core, and my muscles squeezed against nothing. It felt so alarmingly good I thought I was going to implode. What we were doing was so sick, but nobody knew how to touch me like he did.
I tried closing my mouth to swallow, but his grip on my jaw tightened. “Nah. With your mouth open. You need to work those throat muscles anyway.”
I tipped my head up, letting his hot saliva slide down my throat. It was gratifying and hotter than anything I’d ever done. Because it was Achilles who did it, and because away from me, fromus, he was very good at being cruel. It wasn’t his second but hisfirstnature.
“Good girl.” He grabbed the back of my neck and pushed all the way in until his cock followed the shape of my throat, stuffing it to the hilt, refusing to move. He pulled out of my mouth, only to thrust back in in one violent movement. I choked, coughing as tears prickled my eyes. “You’re so pretty when you cry.” He didn’t stop. Only picked up his pace, fucking my face, humming to the sound of my gagging as I tried to keep my lunch down.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He thumped his head against the wall behind him repeatedly. “I’m coming in your throat, and I want to go so deep you’re not even gonna taste it.”
All I could do was nod. I felt the hot, thick liquid coating the back of my throat, and I had to breathe through my nose. After he finished, he let out a ragged breath and let go of my neck. I collapsed at his feet, giggling to myself.
“What’s so funny?” He tucked himself in and fastened his belt before offering me a hand to stand up. I took it. It hadonly been three seconds, and he already looked as unruffled and clean-cut as though I didn’t just suck his cock in the middle of our walk-in closet.
“I was just thinking about Enzo.”
“Enzo?” His murderous glare silently informed me he was about to kill his own brother if I didn’t explain myself.
“Enzo,” I repeated, trailing a fingernail along the collar of his shirt. “I thought about how he’s always so worried about his protein intake when eighty percent of mine comes in the form of your cum.”
Thatdidmake Achilles bark out a laugh. He wrapped his arm around my neck and jerked me to him, kissing me hard. “Nice one, funny girl.” His lips moved over mine. “Think about someone else ever again when we’re together, and I’ll chop off his cock.”
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