I get the message loud and clear.
He might obey, but he won’t beg.
And any illusion I had that I’m actually in control just slipped away.
He’s toying with me-letting me have my turn, so to speak, before he takes back over.
I slide the tip of my tongue along his weeping slit.
“What if I do?”
I ask.
I see a wicked glimmer in his eyes.
“There are punishments for girls who tease.”
A zap of lightning goes straight to my clit, and the inner walls of my core contract.
Yep.
He’s got my number.
Apparently he understands me better than I do.
Maybe this whole time I have subconsciously been daring him to punish me.
I exhale on the head of his cock, but still don’t take it into my mouth.
It surges in my hand, thickening to an alarming width, veins popping.
“Ask me nicely,” I purr.
“Show me, Silver.”
“Show you what?”
I smile up at him.
I’ve definitely got him where I want him now.
“Show me heaven.”
Well, all right, then.
He’s not begging, but he did ask nicely.
I slide my tongue under his cock as I engulf it in my mouth.
Billy jerks and sucks in a sharp breath at the sensation.
I take him deep, going slowly, so I can relax my throat.
“Oh, fuck,” he mutters when the head of his cock hits the back of my throat and keeps going.
I cup his balls.
He lets out a pained exhale.
“Aubrey…”
I like hearing my name in those pained tones.
Knowing I’m the one who made the manicured billionaire lose his cool.
I hollow my cheeks to suck him hard as I pull back, and his hand tangles in my hair.
He closes his fingers in a fist and uses my hair to guide me in and out.
I pop off and run my tongue around my lips.
“Did I say you could touch?”
He releases my hair, but his fingers drift to my throat.
He gives me a hand necklace-not squeezing, just cradling the column of my neck.
“May I touch you here?”
His voice is deep and raspy.
I swallow under his hold.
My brain skids around in my skull for an answer.
Half of me wants to tell him no.
Reestablish control.
Refuse to let him dominate me.
But I soaked my panties the moment he put his fingers there.
So I settle for a non-answer and take his cock back in my mouth.
He keeps his fingers around my throat, but his thumb lightly strokes up to my chin, as if he’s tracing the location I’m taking his dick.
His fingers tighten when he gets excited, but the moment I stiffen, he releases, moving his hand to massage my nape, then traveling back up into my hair where he fists it again.
He guides me faster, and I let him for a moment because it’s hot as hell, but then I pop off again.
This time, he instantly releases my hair.
I lift his cock with my hand and lower my face to his balls, licking, then sucking them.
Billy’s breath grows harsh.
When my nose brushes his dick, he chokes on a sound and stiffens.
Billy
The scent of my seared flesh momentarily clouds Aubrey’s delicious nutmeg and honey aroma, and I rub my nose to clear it.
Her silver nose ring burns my dick, but nothing in the world would make me stop her.
For one thing, I’m immune to pain-I took too many beatings as a child to even register physical discomfort anymore.
But more than that, I’m in fucking heaven.
I’ve had at least a thousand blowjobs in my lifetime, but none have ever felt like this.
I can’t decide if it’s her scent or the fact that she hates me that turns me on so much.
Maybe I like that she insists on maintaining her alpha nature, even while on her knees pleasing me.
I haven’t had a female like her before.
I haven’t had this sense of craving that goes beyond the physical, straight to my core.
Like the very essence of me craves Aubrey.
Her impossibly long, thick curls cascade around her shoulders and down her back.
She moves my cock to the other side of her face and continues sucking my balls and the burning stops.
The flesh will blister, but it will heal by tomorrow.
I watch as the lovely human extends her tongue to lick a long line from my balls up the underside of my dick, all the way to the head.
I see her gaze snag on the red welts at the base of my cock, so I move quickly to distract her.
I catch both her wrists, hold them together and tug them upward as I stand, pulling her off her knees with her arms stretched above her head.
“Do you want my tongue or my cock in that ripe pussy of yours?”
Her pupils dilate, and she sways on her feet.
A fresh hit of lust rockets through me at the scent of her arousal.
“Both.”
“Greedy.
I like that.”
I rip her shirt off over her head.
She’s wearing a pale pink lace bra beneath it that makes my mouth water.
She shoves her shorts and fishnets down her hips.
“You would.”
Holding her gaze, I slowly shake my head.
“There’s that mouth again.”
She looks right back at me.
Is she daring me to take her in hand?
I know by the scent of her arousal that the idea turns her on, but it’s a big leap when I don’t have verbal consent.
I suspect she simultaneously wants my dominance and to maintain control.
Or she wants me to take her in hand, but to let her save face at the same time.
I’ll have to tread carefully.
If this goes wrong, and she tells Madi, Brick will cut off my dick.
I spin her around and press her upper back down over the side of the bed.
She tenses and holds her breath but doesn’t fight me or protest.
I unhook her bra from the back.
Anticipation sparks everywhere in my body.
My need to consume her flames hotter.
I want to dominate the hell out of her.
To own that hot body.
To show her everything I make her feel.
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