Page 55 of Come for Me
He hums, easing his kisses down . . . down . . . down and . . .
His mouth clamps down on my clit, alternating between flicking his tongue against the sensitive bud and sucking my flesh into his mouth. Spreading my folds with his fingers, he dives back in, making my toes curl and my ass clench.
My knees try to turn inward, but the restraints restrict me from the movement I need to chase and tame the orgasm before it erupts faster than I can keep up.
“Oh, fuck,” I moan.
Stopping his feast, he sticks my finger slowly like the tease he is into my pussy. “Yeah, moan for me, just like that. Your body responds so well to me.” He returns to his torturous licking until I’m on the cusp of this orgasm, close to exploding all over his face.
I gasp and sigh, my mouth forming an “O” and brows furrowing together.
“Mm... Does that feel good, baby?” He flicks his tongue against me.
Fuck, he knows it does.
“Yes, my king.”
“I love this fucking pussy.”
“I’m close.”
“I know, baby,” he says with such fake empathy, ceasing his suction on me. “But I want you to come on my cock.”
I whimper at the loss.
Dax stands, removing the rest of his clothes, revealing his erect cock.
It’s so sexy that he’s just as turned on from lapping up my juices.
He crawls up my body, dangling his hard flesh in front of my face. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll take care of you. Spit on it.”
I do as I’m told.
“That’s my good girl, getting my cock ready for you,” he praises as he rubs my saliva all over his dick.
When he undoes my ankle restraints, he throws my free leg over his shoulder, kneeling in front of my needy faucet.
My pussy welcomes his dick home with ease. My mouth parts, and I cry out.
“I love the sound you make when I slide inside you.”
While thrusting and rolling his hips into me faster, he strums my clit. His eyes roll to the back of his head, and the visual of him receiving pleasure from my body adds to the lethal combination. It doesn’t take long before I’m teetering close to the edge again.
“Fuck, you feel so good. You gonna come for me?”
“Yes, my king,” I whimper.If he’ll let me.“Please.”
“Go ahead.”
I erupt under his command, with him grunting his release right after.
He undoes the other restraints and fixes my nightgown, then collapses on his side. After pulling me into a spooning position again, we fall asleep to the smell of his leather, my vanilla, and sex.
Chapter Sixteen
Alaina
Stretching across the soft sheets, I pause when my hand brushes something hard. My heavy eyes drift to Dax’s naked form, and my palm itches to trail a path down his muscles. He seems so peaceful. I give in to the urge to caress and soothe his taut, tattooed chest.
