Page 118 of Criminally Yours

“There she is.” He wrapped her hair around his fist again and pulled so he had access to her throat. With his other hand, he twisted and squeezed her nipples. Her soft cry spurred him on as he kissed her throat and pinched her pert buds. “Are you wet?”

“Yes.”

“Show me. Slide your fingers in your knickers.” She followed his instructions. He twisted her to face him.

With a dry throat, he gripped her wrist and held her glistening fingers to his mouth. The pure, good girl image he’d forced upon her was stripped away with each suck.

“Fucking perfect. Don’t move.”

He bit her nipple as he pressed his hand between her thighs.

Her lace knickers caught on his knuckles, reminding him of the cuts he wore from beating the man who’d tried to attack her. He countered the memory of violence by teasing her clit, playing with her as she ground her pelvis against his palm, pupils dilated and moans escaping her lips.

Millie’s dainty fingers curled around his shoulders as he sped up. Suddenly, he pulled away. “Naughty girl. I told you not to move.”

“Sorry.”

“Hands behind your back.”

Her eyebrows quirked, but she did as he requested. Metal upon metal sounded from his hand as he turned her and grabbed the handcuffs from his pocket. “Maybe this will show you that you don’t move until I say.”

He secured the cuffs around her wrists.

At the click of the metal, she moaned.

He stood in front of her and pulled down his shorts. Hischuckle reached the depths of his clenching belly when her eyes grew.

“Open that pretty mouth of yours.” Her soft lips opened, shining from the shaky way she’d swiped her tongue across them. “Wider. I know you’ve imagined my dick hitting the back of your throat. Show me what you’ve fantasised.”

He tracked the movement of her throat, tugging on his cock as she opened her lips wider and leaned forward.

At her tortured whimper, he eased his cock into her wet, hot mouth.

“Made for me,” he growled.

At her hooded stare, lust consumed him. The tension that owned his body eased as she bobbed in front of him, taking him deeper.

“So fucking beautiful.”

She blushed at his words, and his dick twitched. His jaw hardened as he studied each bounce of her tits.

Tendrils of hair framed her face, and he couldn’t resist wrapping his hand around her hair again.

She moaned around his dick, the vibration causing his spine to stiffen.

She pulled her mouth away with a pop and whispered, “Tell me I’m perfect again.”

“You’re everything. Complete perfection.”

Heat filled his chest when she licked the pre-cum off the head of his cock, her eyelashes fluttering.

“You’re such a needy girl and perfectly mine. You take me just how I like it.” His control cracked. “I would burn the world down just to have your lips around my dick again. I’d kill every fucker to see you smile around it.”

She engulfed him, making out with his dick like it was her last meal. The handcuffs jangled with each push forward.

He didn’t force his dick down her throat, instead letting her manage the pace, while revelling in her obedience.

Heat built in his belly, but he held off on the temptation to come in her mouth.