Tessa scores her nails down my back, moving for my ass and pushing, trying to get me to give in, but I don’t.
I want her desperate. I want her to have phantom feelings of this.
“Please, baby. Please…I need you.”
I pull out completely, and she practically cries out, but I bring my lips to hers, kissing her softly and then, wanting her to have a little more satisfied, I reach between us and rub her clit. “You’ll have me later, but I want you to wait.” She moans as I increase the pressure. I stare down at her with her brown hair fanned out against my pillow, her heart-shaped lips forming a perfect O as she struggles for breath. When I started this, I planned to stop right before her orgasm hit, but seeing her like this, I want to watch her in full glory.
I finger her, my thumb moving to her clit, pushing in and out, no longer thinking my plan was all that smart.
Instead of being inside of her, I’m punishing myself by not giving in.
“Killian,” she moans my name. “Please.”
“That’s it, angel. Let me give it to you,” I coax.
Her fingers dig into my arms, her body lifting off the bed. “I’m so close.”
I can feel her cunt pulsing around my finger. I give her more, sliding in a slow rhythm, wanting to make this last as long as I can.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her. “Watching you like this…God, I wish I could sear this into my brain. Every inch of you is perfect.” She pants and her body starts to tighten. “Just like that, Tessa. Let me see you come. Let me feel you fall apart around my fingers.”
Her head tilts back, eyes closed, as I rub faster, pump harder, and then she releases. Her rough cry fills the room and all the empty parts of my soul.
Before I can move, her hand wraps around my cock and she starts to pump. Fuck. I can’t hold back.
I was already teetering on the edge after watching her, feeling her, touching her, but this…
I move her hand away, but she protests.
“No,” she says firmly. “I want this.”
“I know you do.”
Keeping my eyes on hers, I pull my fingers up between us and slowly lick the taste of her off. Her pupils dilate as I moan, wishing I had my face there so I could have more.
“Well, that’s not fair,” she murmurs.
I glance down at her with a grin. “What’s not?”
“You got to taste me, I think I should as well.” She pushes against my chest until I roll to my back.
I want to deny her, but I don’t.
I grip her arm gently as she starts to kiss down my chest. “Only your mouth,” I command.
“For now.”
And then Tessa gives me a blow job I’ll never forget.
“Killian, it’s good to see you,” Desmond Sanchez says as he extends his hand.
I return the handshake. “Desmond, how are you?”
“Good. Can’t complain.”
Desmond and I have had several business dealings over the past three years. I’ve sold him three horses, and one of them is a grade two stakes winner.
He is also one of the buyers who canceled his purchase of one of my horses, which is why I’m at this damn auction.
