Page 241 of The Heart You Kept

“You have two minutes,” I growl.

“Yes, sir.” She turns and I slap her hard on the ass.

“Let’s fucking go.”

ALORA

I stare at my reflection, I’m in the bathroom of the main bedroom with wall-to-wall mirrors. The black lace lingerie fits like a glove. It cuts away at the breast, barely covering my nipples and it laces up the front like a corset. It has lace and velvet panels with black satin ribboning and a snap crotch. It looks like something from a hardcore bondage porn film, not something your wife would wear…but maybe that’s the point. I smile as I turn and look at my behind, barely covered with lace.

Deviant.

Where did he even buy this?

I feel him before I see him and turn to see Edward leaning with his shoulder against the doorjamb. His hair is messed and his olive skin looks stark against the crisp white T-shirt and light blue jeans. Big, deep blue eyes hold mine and he has something in his mouth.

“Hi.”

He pulls it out and licks his lips. “Sucking on your butt plug.” He gives me a slow, sexy smile.

“Why would you be sucking on a butt plug?” I breathe.

“To warm it up for you.” His hungry eyes drop down my body. “To warm you up for me.”

Jeez….

I swallow the lump in my throat.

“Come here,” he whispers as he unzips his jeans. “Suck me.” He picks up a towel and drops it to the floor and points to it. “Kneel.”

His words snap me out of my mood and I want to please him, more than anything I want to please him. I drop to my knees and his hands go to my hair as I struggle to pull his jeans down over his hips.

His cock is hard, making pulling his jeans down over it difficult. Damn this thing has its own zip code.

“Hurry. The. Fuck. Up,” he growls.

The jeans finally give way and his thick hard cock springs free; my eyes linger on his manhood. God, his dick is beautiful, the joy it brings my body is like nothing else.

Thick veins course down its length and pre-ejaculate drips from the end.

It looks angry…. Hungry.

Holding himself at his base, he rubs the tip over my mouth, smearing the pre-come across my lips. “Open.” He fists my hair in his hand and I part my lips, purposely not enough so that he has to pry them open.

This is what I love doing…teasing him, just enough so he loses control.

He lets out a low growl as he pushes forward. I keep my mouth parted only slightly, I want him to fight to get it in.

Cupping his balls, I slowly lick his end and his breath catches. “Yes….”

I smile as I lick him again, his grip on my hair tightens as he guides my head where he wants it to go.

Watching Edward Prescott come apart is my favorite extreme sport. And extreme it is, because once he loses control there’s no going back. There’s a very fine line between pleasure and pain. He fucks hard and unapologetic.

Primal as the human race, this man was built for sin.

His dark eyes hold mine as I open my mouth and he slides it deep down my throat until my gag reflex kicks in. “Take it.” He fists my hair harder. “All of it.”

I close my eyes as I try to calm myself, this is nothing new. I fight to take him every time, but I know the payoff is more than worth it. I open my throat and he slides right in.