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arousal. It amazed her, feeling it as she did, rushing across her nerve endings, sensitizing her flesh,
making her bum.
Her fingers stroked over the hard length of his cock as she sucked and licked at the throbbing head,
moaning at the taste of him. Fresh. Wild. The taste of a storm at sea.
"Beautiful." Her eyes opened, lifting to stare up at him.
A tight grimace revealed the lethal incisors at the sides of his mouth as he watched his cock fuck slow
and easy into her mouth. She swiped at the underside with her tongue and watched his eyes flare. On
the next thrust she curled her tongue, reaching for the other side of his cock where the barb pulsed just
beneath the silken flesh. The hard flesh jerked in her grip as a primitive growl left his lips. The harsh
rumble speared through her, convulsing her womb, clenching in her pussy and sending her juices to
saturate the swollen lips beyond. His hands clenched in her hair, holding her still for each penetration
past her lips.
"Enough." The harsh command had her struggling in his grip, fighting to keep the pulsing head of his
erection between her lips.
Within seconds, he had her stripped of her robe and short gown. Naked, her body damp with
perspiration and tingling with the need for his touch, she knelt on the bed before him.
"You're mine," he stated then, demanding. dominant. "Do you understand me, Megan'? Mine. You will
not disobey me in such a way again." The tone of his voice penetrated the sexual haze fogging her
mind.
"In your dreams, bad boy." she cooed.
Braden stiffened. Her gaze flickered to his cock as a hum of appreciation slipped past her lips. It
looked harder, flushed and thick and eager for her touch. She reached out for it, only to frown as
Braden caught her hands, holding them back from his flesh.
"Lie to me, Megan." He snarled. "Tell me you will obey next time. That you will never do anything so
foolish again."
Yeah. Right. That lie would send lightning whipping through both of them.
She pursed her lips instead and sent him a soft, blowy kiss.
"How about I promise to be careful instead? There wasn't a chance in hell she was going to promise
to give up the freedom she had found with him.
His eyes narrowed. The look sent wracking shudders working through her body as her womb
convulsed at the promise of retaliation.
"How about I show you why you will obey me next time?" His voice was deep, brooding. So sexually
rough it nearly stole her breath.
"Hmm, why don't you just go right ahead and give it your best shot, sweetie." She moved, stretching
out on the bed as she ran her hand along her stomach, stopping a scant breath from the damp curls
between her thighs. "I'm sure I'll pay attention."
She knew she should have been worried. Wasn't there some saying about waking a sleeping lion? No,
tiger. She smiled slowly at the thought as she watched his eyes darken, heard the dangerous, primal
growl that left his chest. Whatever.
Her fingers moved lower, ruffling the soft curls between her thighs as he watched eagerly. Maybe she
could just make him forget about punishment. Her fingers dipped in further as her eyelids fluttered at
the pleasure.
"Keep going." His fingers curved around his cock, stroking slowly as she dipped into her saturated
slit.
"Show me what you like, baby. Then I'll show you what you get."
She gasped as her fingers circled her clit, her hips jerking as fire raced through her belly.
"Let me touch you too,'' she begged, dying to feel his cock spurting in her mouth, the wild taste of his
semen sending her careening past arousal, past pleasure.
"How about I do this instead." He came down beside her, lying close on his side as his head bent to
one hard, upthrust nipple.
She nearly screamed as his teeth nipped at the tender point at the same instant his hand covered hers,
pressing her fingers more snugly against her cunt.
"Pleasure yourself," he ordered roughly. "I want you wild, Megan. Go wild for me, baby."
Her fingers speared the swollen tissue of her pussy as her back arched from the bed. It was
incredible. His mouth at her breast, suckling the dark point to painful awareness as her own fingers
sank into her sensitized vagina.
She shook, trembled as powerful jolts of sensation sizzled through her. Her palm pressed against her
clit, increasing the pressure, the pleasure, until the sizzling currents turned into a fireball, sweeping
over her, leaving her gasping.
"So pretty." He growled, giving her nipple a parting lick before kissing his way down her stomach as
he lifted her fingers from the swollen flesh she had caressed.
A whimpering moan left her lips as he brought her fingers to his mouth, licking the slick juice from
them before laying her hand at her side and moving lower.
Megan could only watch as he spread her thighs and moved between them. His head dipped low, his
tongue swiping through the drenched slit. He raked it tenderly over the painfully sensitive nubbin of
her clit. Her hips jerked as a startled gasp left her lips and the fires began to build again. She couldn't
get enough of him; even in the heat of danger her body craved his, creamed for him, and never let her
forget where pleasure could be found.
"Shhh" The soft, crooning quality of his voice made her realize that the gasping, mewling cries
echoing around her were her own.
Despite the release, she was only burning hotter now. Wilder. She could
feel the arousal, the heady lust pouring through her, demanding ease.
"I can't wait." Her hands gripped his hair, desperate to end the teasing licks and soft touches he was
bestowing on her. She wanted it hard. fast. She wanted him now.
"You will wait anyway." His hands gripped her thighs as he settled himself more securely between
her legs. "Just a little bit longer, baby, and you can have what we both need."
His tongue slid through the swollen, needy flesh teasingly.
"Teasing me to death isn't going to get you what you want." But her hands wrapped in his hair anyway
as pleasure washed over her, through her. Each touch was better than the one before it. Each took her
higher.
"You taste as sweet as spring, as hot as summer." He growled as she felt his fingers stroking the
entrance to her vagina, teasing, tempting.
She arched into the touch, desperate for more. When his finger slid inside at the moment his lips
covered her clit, she was certain she would find release. She poised on the edge of it, straining
closer.
"Damn you, Braden," she cried furiously as his finger slid free, dipped in again, dragged out, pulling
the wet heat of her juices free as he did so.
She could feel the damp warmth easing along her flesh as it flowed lower, encouraged by his
diabolical fingers, to heat the sensitive flesh between her rear cheeks.
She shuddered, unwilling to give credence to the pleasure that subtle caress brought her. Blood
thundered through her veins as his fingers followed, stroking, pressing.
"Braden." Her hands tightened in his hair as fear lent a new dimension to the pleasure rushing through
her.
He stilled, but his finger didn't move.
"Mine." He snarled again. "Before we finish, Megan, you will make that promise to me."
That she would obey? Let him call the shots? She didn't think so.
She shook her head desperately, pulling at his hair, needing him, needing the touch that would send
her over the edge. His fingers pressing into her pussy, fucking her hard and strong as his mouth and
tongue worked magic at her clit. That was what she needed. What she wanted.
His finger returned to the pulsing depths of her vagina as her hips came
off the bed, beseeching, begging for his mouth. He licked, stroked, sucked. His fingers thrust gently,
shallowly inside her as her senses began to burn out of control. She couldn't stand it.
"Damn you. Stop teasing me." She pulled at his hair.
"Promise me."
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