Free Exquisite Danger by Ann Mayburn

myself I deserved an orgasm for putting up with his shit.
    He leaned back on his haunches and stared directly at my sex with a hungry, ravenous look. “Gonna make you come with one finger.”
    “I want your mouth,” I pleaded in a low whisper.
    “Can’t give you my mouth. I do that and I won’t be able to keep from fuckin’ you.”
    I spread my legs wider and tilted my pelvis to his face, my need for his tongue on me growing by the second. “Please.”
    I must have sounded as desperate as I felt because he chuckled. “Shhh, you’re gonna like this.”
    With that, he slowly dragged his middle finger up and down my clit, moving the hood and watching me closely as he touched me. It felt good, a warm and mellow pleasure that seeped into my bones. His finger slid down and dipped into me for a moment, giving my sex something to clench onto, before sliding his wet finger up my slit to my aching nub. To my surprise, he flicked my clit and it stung making me flinch away.
    “Come back here,” he growled, and wrapped his arm around my hips, gripping my ass as he held me.
    I whimpered when he returned to his play, my body moving restlessly against him while he built my arousal. My senses sharpened, and as I stared down at him, I took note of how incredibly fit he was, and how his muscles rippled and shifted with his movements. I placed my hand on his firm shoulder, rubbing the smooth surface before lightly running my fingers through his hair. He let out a soft humming noise that was pure pleasure.
    “Look at that hard clit of yours. Love how you get off on me, baby girl.”
    Speech was beyond me at this point because he was now circling my sensitive nub with a firm touch that sent waves of pleasure through me. He’d found the perfect way to caress me and I shivered as my orgasm approached, but I felt empty. I needed him to fill me up, to fuck me, to make me scream his name while I came all over his cock.
    “Shit,” Smoke hissed and abruptly stopped touching me.
    With a growl, he tossed me back onto my bed, jerking his pajama pants down enough to free his thick erection. He stroked himself from root to tip while his gaze devoured me. “You want this?”
    I tried to formulate a reply, but I was way too interested in the bead of pre-cum poised on the tip of his cock
    “Swan,” he barked and squeezed his dick, adding more moisture to the tip. “You want this dick?
    I licked my lips. “I want to lick your pre-cum.”
    He shuddered, then rubbed his thumb over the flushed crest of his dick, gathering up the liquid there and smearing it on his tip, making the deep pink skin shiny and tempting. “Sorry, baby, gotta fuck you right now before I bust a nut just kneeling here.”
    My breath came out in a harsh rush as he tossed me up on my bed on my back. He descended on me, spreading my legs with one hand while shoving his slick thumb past my eager lips and over my tongue. The taste of him exploded in my mouth just as he began to push his hard length into me. The combination slammed me straight into orgasm, my muscles tensing and my hips thrusting up into his. As I arched beneath him and chanted his name, he pounded hard and deep into me, painful enough that it startled a yelp out of me, but he didn’t let up. In fact, he tilted my hips so I took him even deeper, each thrust a punishing blow to my body. I didn’t know how long I could take it, but when he returned to rubbing and flicking my clit I took everything he gave me and wanted more.
    “Harder,” I whispered.
    Smoke’s savage growl seemed to reverberate in my soul, and I tensed around him. The sensation of him inside of me, his fingers playing with me, and his sweat-slick body rubbing against mine tipped me over the edge into a harsh orgasm. My body clenched down, making Smoke work to pull out of me and thrust back in. After three strokes that perfectly matched the pulsing release tearing through me, he came with a roar.
    Panting, he collapsed next to me, his body