Capture (Siren Book 1)

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jaw strains to contain him, my tongue stroking the underside of his shaft. But my plan was misguided—even the rare touches that remain, his hand resting on my shoulder, or tracing along whichever parts of me he can reach... they're still too much. Still keeping me too close to that untenable edge.
    He doesn't deserve that much of me. And it won't do him a lick of good. But it's still an anxiety-inducing reminder that no matter how my body trembles, need roaring through me, I don't dare let him make me come.
    His fingers tighten in my hair as he watches me. I can barely spare the attention to note his eyes on my lips, matching sight to sensation.
    I need to end this. Fast .
    I suck harder, closing my eyes so I won't miss out on any little tells. Maybe I just need to pare back everything in my head, until there's only his cock sliding along my tongue, pressing into the back of my throat. Only his moans, and the way his fingers curl against my bare skin.
    A little vein pulses, and I know I'm getting closer. His fingers catch in my hair, stilling my motions.
    “If you think that I'm not gonna come in that sweet pussy, Rachael, you're dead wrong.”
    The soft burr in his voice, that rumble... it could have a hint of threat. And so long as I focus on that, I can ignore the fire it lights in me, roaring through my blood like a contained explosion. I pause, his cock an inch away from my lips, undecided whether to humor him or ignore him.
    He makes up my mind for me, pulling me on top of him until he's hard between my legs, sliding against my slit.
    The pressure's nearly enough to send me over the edge. In the seconds it takes me to catch my breath, I've lost my focus. I still need this done . I'm not giving him more than I absolutely have to. Obviously he likes the dirty talk. I can oblige. “You're assuming that I don't want to feel you come in my mouth.”
    His lips part, his eyes fixed on mine. Bingo . Point, me .
    “I'll tell you what's gonna happen, Calder. I'm gonna ride you a little here. But you are gonna come in my mouth. I insist.”
    I raise on my knees, slightly, sliding the head of his cock against my throbbing clit. It's both for myself, and also to let him know that this is about control, not about withholding either of our pleasure. I don't dare let him know that it is about withholding mine, not sharing something so intimate with an enemy.
    He grabs my hips to readjust himself, sinking into me as much as I'll let him. That faint impatient flush staining his cheeks, the abandon in his eyes... Fuck that man's beautiful. It's not fucking fair .
    I give in, taking him into me fully, letting him stretch me as his eyes roam my breasts, and his hands guide my rhythm. Just a little longer . I only have to wait a little longer before I can touch myself, alone, and do what I brought him here to.
    Calder clutches at my hips, and somehow even giving him that control is unpalatable. He doesn't know it yet, but I've already won.
    I seize his hands and bring them above his head, leaning forward. He clutches me, ceding power to me for the first time. He just has no idea how much I really have.
    A sly smile tugs at my lips, and that awareness stokes the flames inside me to new levels. I don't just want to break him, I want to consume him. I want to own every piece, just to watch it crumble.
    Starting with him now, coming to pieces underneath me. Arching into me, eager to feel our heartbeats against each other. Gasping a nonexistent woman's name as he lets me under his skin.
    I memorize every facial expression, every moan. From here on out, he only exists for me. He's signed his own death sentence in semen.
    His eyes half-lidded in exhaustion and his fingers slack in mine, I release him. “No fair. I said I wanted to suck you.”
    “Later, birdie. A million times later.” He smiles, halfway to giddy, and pulls me down beside him. “Whenever you want.”
    He kisses me, and his lips still taste of my arousal. It rouses me,

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