moist, pink flesh, but he resisted for a moment and pinched the plump outer lips.
She cried out, her thighs struggling beneath his to open.
“Like that, love?” He slid one finger along the seam of her lips and captured the moisture gathering there. “Oh, I think you do.”
“Bastard!” she groaned.
He lifted his finger to his mouth and painted her cream on his lips. “Would you like a taste?”
“No more,” she cried, a ragged edge to her voice. “Come inside me.”
Oh, to be sure, he wanted to. “You’re in no position to command me,” he replied, his voice gruff with need.
Hot temper colored her cheeks and breasts, and she lifted her head to glare at him. “Oooh! When this ends, I’ll see you sent to the scrap heap.”
“Are you making threats, now? You’re hardly in any position to carry them out.”
“Not threats,” she said, struggling anew to free her hands and legs. “Promises!”
Well, he was man enough to answer her challenge. But first, she needed a little restraint to keep her open and vulnerable to his assault on her senses. He’d allow no escape, no respite to shore up her defenses. He was laying siege.
With his free hand, he reached for the pillow at the head of the bed and clumsily stripped away the case, and then used it to tie her wrists together. Once she realized his intent, she screamed her fury, bowing her back and bucking to lift him from her body.
He grinned. “Do you think you’re strong enough to stop me?” he asked, and then looped the end of the silk fabric around the post at one corner of the bed and knotted it. Now, at least her upper body was restrained.
“You son of a bitch. Untie me now!” She arched her lower body again.
He rose above her, holding himself on his arms. “Such language. Your mouth needs something else to keep it occupied.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she gave him an evil smile. “Bring your cock around and see what I do with my mouth.”
His lips closed over hers, challenging her to strike.
Instead, she returned his kiss, stroking her tongue inside his mouth.
He lifted his head and grinned. “I’m not ready to be made a eunuch. We’ll save the pleasure of your mouth around my cock for after you’re tamed.”
“Never!” she shouted. “You’ll never see that day.”
“I wouldn’t speak so rashly, love. I’d hate your words to give you indigestion when you eat them.” He scooted down her body and gave each breast a kiss. “Such sweet fruit to hang from such a spiky tree.”
“Aaa—gnes!”
“She’s not here, love. And she won’t respond any time soon. She’s sparking on Tonio. Besides, she wants you to take your medicine.” He plumped a breast with his fingers and opened his lips above her nipple.
“Oh no, you don’t! No fruit for you, you freak!”
He latched onto her nipple and sucked it between his teeth, drawing hard, swirling his tongue around the tight bud.
She writhed, twisting her upper torso, trying to dislodge his mouth.
So he bit, bringing her to a sudden, breathless halt.
“No more.” She shuddered, and her legs tensed beneath his. “No more… more .”
He chewed gently, letting his teeth abrade her tender flesh, enjoying the low moans his torture wrung from her throat. He drew back his head, until the nipple pulled free from his teeth, and then he administered soft, wet kisses around her breast, saving deeper suctioning for her dimpled areola.
Priscilla mewled like a kitten and lifted her shoulders off the bed, pressing her breast deeper into his mouth. “The other. It aches. Please .”
He let her breast go, but continued to massage her nipple with his chin while he gazed up at her. “Tell me what you want. Make it nasty.” He brushed his lips lightly over the tip.
Her breath shuddered. “Bite me. Bite my tit. Please.”
“Please what?” His lips tugged the hardened point and let go.
“Please. I don’t know what you want,” she said, twisting her hips. “Tell me what to
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