Page 54 of Entangled
Tightening my grip, I bob my head like I’ve done this a million times. While I’ve definitely had my share of bananas and popsicles in my mouth—to tease my Myst viewers, of course—this is my first time actually sucking a cock. I don’t really know what I’m doing, but he doesn’t seem to notice I’m a blowjob rookie.
“Feels so good.” Henry cups one side of my face, brushing his thumb over my cheek. The reverent look in his eyes makes me want to please him even more. “Rowan, you’re so beautiful on your knees for me.”
His praise emboldens the wanton creature I’ve become. Eager to ramp up the intensity, I increase my pace and suction, lightly grazing my teeth over him.
That does the trick.
Growling low in his chest, he grabs a fistful of my hair. “Just like that. Don’t stop.”
My eyes water with how he’s pulling my hair and hitting the back of my throat. Sliding my free hand up his thigh, I reach around to squeeze his ass. He moans and thrusts his hips.
I suck him harder.
“Look at me.” He yanks my head back, so our gazes meet. “You’re mine, Princess.” My muffled response makes the feral gleam in his eyes burn hotter. “As much as I love seeing you swallow my dick, I want you on all fours.”
Holy fuck.
I release him with a pop. “What?”
“You heard me.”
“Say it again.”
“Turn around and drape yourself over those boxes. I’m gonna fuck you like the naughty girl you are.” He waits until I obey him, then kneels behind me. Shoving my nightgown up to my waist, he tugs my panties down. “Lift for me so we can get these off.”
Facedown on top of a large cardboard box, the anticipation burns me up. I lift enough for him to remove my thong, loving the feel of his warm hands traveling down my legs.
I peek over my shoulder, and he flashes me a wicked grin, then stuffs the scrap of silk in the pocket of his jacket. “This is mine now.”
“For what purpose?”
“Don’t worry about it.” He nudges my legs apart. “Arch your back and spread wide for me.”
“I like it when you’re bossy. Makes me wanna push your buttons.” I widen my knees and stick my ass out, then wiggle my hips. I gasp as his palm connects with my ass. The sting heats my skin, making me want more.
“Keep pushing me, Princess, and you won’t sit for days.” He slaps my ass again, then lightly brushes his fingertips over the offended cheek. “So pretty,” he murmurs, continuing to spank me.
Each strike burns me hotter. Makes me a little crazier. I never thought I’d enjoy pain with my pleasure, but here I am, soaked and aching for him. I’m so turned on, I’m ready to beg.
“You like this?”
“Yes. Now, fuck me already.” Moaning, I flex my hips back, desperate to feel him inside me.
A low chuckle rumbles in his chest. “You’re a greedy little thing.”
“Please, Henry. I want you.”
“I’ll give you anything you want, Princess.” Moving closer, he presses just the head of his cock inside me. His palm lands on my ass again.
“Henry, oh my God.” I claw the box in front of me. I’m probably digging my nails into somebody’s Christmas package, but I don’t care.
Holding on to my hips, he moves in short, teasing strokes, stretching and filling me. It’s too much but not enough.
“Spread wider, baby.”
I move my knees as far apart as I can, ready to sell my soul to feel him deep inside me.
“So beautiful,” he whispers, no doubt admiring my pink ass. “I love being inside you.” All I can do is moan as Henry grabs my messy braid and wraps it around his wrist. Digging his fingers into the fleshy part of my hip, he holds me in place for a few more shallow strokes. Then he tugs my head back. “You ready for me?”
