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His eyes flutter closed and he lets out a rough moan. “Your mouth is fucking magic. Goddamn, maybe I died and went to Heaven.”
The reverent glazed over shine in his eyes shows how much he means it too. The suction I’ve created with how hard I’m sucking on his cock causes a popping sound when I pull my mouth from him. “Trust me?” I question.
He immediately knows what I’m wanting to do with his trust if he gives it. A sharp breath whistles past his teeth as he sucks it in, mulling over his answer. While I wait, I wrap my lips around his tip again, lazily running my tongue in circles around it. “Always,” he responds after a time.
The moment the word crosses his lips, his hands move to the bed and he grips the fabric in a tight fist. There’s a twitch of his body as he clenches all of his muscles, bearing down against the intrusion he isn’t sure if he’ll enjoy. At least that’s what I’m assuming. He’s acting like he’s never experienced any ass play.
I press one of my wet fingers against his hole again, rubbing the slickness onto his sensitive nerves to get him used to my touch. I’m sure Vander knows it’s best to be relaxed for any sort of penetration, if he doesn’t do it on his own soon, I’ll remind him. First, though, I’ll try to distract him with my magical mouth.
Using the flat of my tongue, I lick from the base of his cock to the tip. Once again swirling around the head before sucking him into my mouth. I bob up and down taking him part way so I can really work my tongue along his shaft.
The more I focus on his cock, and he realizes I won’t just shove my finger in, he slowly relaxes. The tension leaves his legs first before the death grip on his cheeks releases, then his fingers uncurl.
I continue sucking his cock, but gradually take more and more down my throat. Lining up my still soaked finger that I haven’t used yet, I time its movements with the motion of my head. I have him so relaxed he doesn’t even notice my finger has slipped past the tight ring until it’s already happened, and I pause when he tenses up, letting him get used to the sensation.
To keep him from overthinking it, I hum while swallowing the rest of his cock down my throat, letting the vibrations travel through his shaft. It works like a charm and soon I’m able to slip the rest of my finger into his ass.
A curse falls from his lips the moment I rub over his prostate, the walnut sized bump lets me know I found the right spot. Making a come hither motion with my finger, I stimulate his P-spot while deep throating his cock. More curses fill the air and it’s not long until his balls are tightening hinting at his impending orgasm.
Before I know it, his hands are in my hair, gripping it in his fists and his body folds in on itself. He almost sits up as he shoves me all the way down on his cock, his grip so tight on my hair that it stings as he pulls a few strands from my head. A bellowing roar is shouted while his cock thickens with each pump of his cum dumping directly down my throat.
His ass squeezes my finger allowing me to experience his orgasm in a whole new way. I gaze up at him and watch with amazement the euphoria crossing his features. His eyes are tightly closed and his perfect lips are parted while he tries to catch his breath. Every so often his teeth bite into his bottom lip, and I can’t help but be jealous, wanting to be the one biting him.
Shudders wrack through his body with the power of his release. As he holds my head shoved into his pelvis, I continue to work my tongue back and forth on his shaft, wanting to encourage his pleasure to last as long as possible. It’s amazing to watch how thoroughly I undo Vander. My stoic, no nonsense, always has to be in control, guard.
When he reaches the end of his orgasm, his eyes finally flutter open, finding mine instantly. There’s no denying the message in his gaze. I wholly and completely own his soul.
Chapter 6
Vander
Never in a million years would I have ever thought I’d be letting my woman play with my prostate, much less enjoying it. The moment she touched my ass, a jolt of electricity raced through my body, and when she asked if I trusted her, a resounding yes echoed through my mind. It took me a moment to come to terms with my answer though.
Vulnerable doesn’t even come close to what I felt letting her touch me there. But the rewards were next fucking level. I’ve never had a better orgasm. Every man wants to be the best his woman has ever had. Remington has always been at the top of my list, but I’m not even sure if she could top herself on this orgasm.
I do know one thing, I’d never trust anyone else to touch me there much less know about it. There’s such a deep connection between my Reginetta and I, I could never open myself up that way with anyone else. She’s my forever, my one and only. The red queen to my dark knight.
We’ve been working with Remington on changing her self perception. Of helping her see that she isn’t so dead inside, that she’s capable of feeling love and compassion for others. It’s the only way a relationship like the one she wants will be truly successful. Which she absolutely proved how much she’s capable of. The growth I’ve seen in her lately has been unparalleled.
Remington Halston, the self proclaimed emotionally dead woman, just thoroughly worshiped me. She put her own desire and lust aside to strip me of not only my clothes but every inhibition I possessed and every wall I’ve ever constructed around my desires for her. I already decided I couldn’t hide from my need for her, but after her performance, there’s no way I can pretend to push her away ever again. She stole my soul. Sucked it right out of my cock like a fucking succubus.
She didn’t stop there though. She took the time to inspect every single tattoo on my body, traced the lines with not only her fingers, but her tongue and lips too. She memorized every dip of my muscles, to the point they’re imprinted in her memory. Then she lavished my cock like it’s the only one she cares about. I know I share her with the others, but she has a way of making me feel like I’m the only one in her life when we’re alone, and an equal owner of her heart when we’re all together. She balances multiple partners like she was born to do it.
The way she watches me has my heart clenching, and like a man possessed, I reach for her, pulling her into my arms and making her straddle me. I need to have her, to show her as much reverence as she did me. I have to find a way to steal even the smallest portion of her soul so she won’t kill me on the spot when she finds out the truth. She has to realize how much she cares about me before it’s too late.
And if she doesn’t, this might be the last taste of her I get.
Her soft as silk skin is quickly becoming my obsession as I run my thumbs over her cheeks, holding her face with both hands and hovering my lips over hers, teasing her with their nearness. My style isn’t normally soft, nor is it romantic. It’s not her thing either unless Jasper is forcing it on her. And yet, somehow we’ve both been acting like we’re making love.
There’s no way to know how long she will tolerate it, but you better believe I’ll take advantage of every moment. My lips graze against hers, before I brush them across her cheek, leaving a kiss every so often, tracing over her forehead and along her nose. A kiss for each eyelid.
I slip my hand into her hair, and grip a fist full. The softest moan slips from her lips when I pull her head back, tiny prickles of pain accompany the feather light kisses down her neck. I’m not all sweetness though, I slip in a few nips here and there, needing to sink my teeth into her skin. Each time I do it, her hips buck, sliding her drenched pussy against my rapidly hardening cock.
Pulling even harder on her hair, her back arches beautifully for me. The hard peaks of her nipples drag against my chest, and I can’t wait to have them between my teeth. But first, I need to worship her collarbones. I won’t leave an inch of her that I haven’t kissed, licked, caressed, or bit.
Her fingers run through my short hair before she digs them into my scalp and guides my mouth to her breasts. I let her get away with it since I was ready to move on to them anyway. Well, I let her guide me halfway. When I get to the center of her chest, I stop and rest my forehead against her, sucking in a deep breath through my nose.
My eyes close, simply taking a moment to appreciate her perfume. It’s the perfect blend of spicy with a hint of sweetness. She smells like extravagant danger. I press a kiss over the area where her heart is thumping rapidly in her chest earning me a scoff that turns into a moan when my free hand grips her tit, immediately pinching the nipple.
