Page 319 of A Vicious Love

The sound wrapped around me.

I hissed and brushed her hair back from her face because I needed to see her. “You’re doing so well. Mouth so sweet, body opening for me. This is how I’ll get you ready.”

Her eyes shone with dazed pride.

I curled my finger slightly, searching.

Her whole body jolted.

There.

I smiled the pressure tearing through me. “Found something?”

She pulled off me with a broken breath. “Jamison⁠—”

“Back on me, baby. I’ve got you.”

She looked almost drunk with it, but she obeyed, lips parting for me again, taking only the head as I guided her. The discipline it took to hold still while she sucked me and clenched around my finger deserved a monument.

I would accept her mouth as tribute.

I moved my finger again, slow and shallow, then deeper when her body welcomed it. Her thighs opened more, trust spreading through her hips. She sucked a little harder, gaining courage from my praise.

“Careful,” I rasped. “You do that and Daddy’s going to need religion.”

Her eyes warmed with shy amusement even as she had me in her mouth.

Little brat.

I added no more yet. One finger was enough for now. Her body needed patience, and I had promised. But I let the rhythm build gently—my hand stretching her, my thumb brushing where my mouth had made her come, her lips soft around the aching head of me.

She was giving me everything in pieces.

I leaned down and kissed her hair while she sucked me, the gesture so tender and filthy together that it should have been impossible.

“That’s it,” I whispered. “Just like this. We’ll make room for me, baby. You’re going to take me because I’ll make sure your body wants every inch before I ask for it.”

She whimpered around me.

I closed my eyes, breathing through the pulse of pleasure.

Then I opened them again.

I would not miss one second of her.

She took me deeper by accident at first.

A brave little pull, her lips soft around the head of me, tongue moving with that shy curiosity that had already put me closer to losing control than any experienced woman ever had. Then her hand tightened on my thigh and she tried again, taking more.

My entire body locked.

“Sienna.”

She paused at the sound of my voice but didn’t pull away. Her eyes lifted to mine, as if she had decided she could be nervous and greedy at the same time.

Dangerous girl.

I slid my fingers through her hair, gathering it back from her face so I could see every expression. “Slow. You don’t need to prove anything to me.”