Free Dom Fever (Devlin Black #2) by Alaska Angelini

strength to separate me even more. I turned my head to look back at him as best as I could. The lust on his face as he stared at where we were joined caused me to tighten around him again.
    “ Such a pretty pussy.” His finger left me as he pushed his tongue back into me. But it didn’t last. The moment I could feel myself build up again, he stopped. “I’m going to undo your hands and you’re going to suck my cock. Eyes on me the entire time.”
    I was rolled to my back while he took off the restraint. His hand buried in my hair and I kept my stare to his as he led me to the thick length that called to me. With him on his knees and me on all fours, I was at the perfect height, but it didn’t stop him from leaning back. He put one hand out behind him while he kept locked to me with the other.
    Pre-cum beaded the thick tip and I swirled my tongue around the head at a leisurely pace, letting his taste take over my senses. I’d basked in it the first time. There was something about the salty maleness that made me want more. Another first for me. And I’d begged then, too. Pleaded for him to come in my mouth. He hadn’t, but I could remember how much he fought to not give into me. The power I knew I held in that moment had stuck with me. I could push him again. See how far I could bring him to the edge….
    Slowly, I licked up and down, getting him nice and wet. Letting him see me glide down the side as his lids lowered the smallest fraction. As I came back to the top, inch by inch I let him fill me, withdrawing, and pressing my lips into the length as I ascended. His deep moan vibrated his body,
    I took my time as I lowered, letting him push toward the back of my throat.
    “God, you’re fucking amazing.” Pressure from his fingers tightened in my hair, holding me still. Keeping himself buried and nearly suffocating me with half of what he had to give.
    He pulled me back, biting his bottom lip as he led me to his tip, just to bring his cock deeper. The rhythm increased, each stroke of my mouth making him sweat even more.
    “ Shit.” Faster he thrust, holding me tighter. I increased the suction, causing his mouth to open. The breaths he exhaled became quicker. Heavier. He jerked me back, groaning, and bringing us both to our knees.
    “You deserve to come for that.” His hand cupped between my legs and he pulled my lips to his. He drank in my moans while he eased two fingers in my pussy.
    The skill he had at rubbing against the right areas at the right time had me panting against the intensity. It hadn’t taken him long to have the wetness flowing. My hands curled into fists, the temptation to reach out and touch him, agonizing.
    “So close. I can feel you tightening around me. Don’t you wish that was my cock?”
    The force along my G-spot had me making sounds I wasn’t even aware existed. They were a cross between a moan and something born out of torturous yearning.
    “Sir. Please.” The sob was uncontrollable and I hardly even felt the tears as they ran down my face. He kept holding me off ; bringing me right to the point of losing control, only to take it away. My whole body was trembling and still he continued to draw it out.
    His hand left my hair, sliding over my cheek until his thumb rubbed over the wetness that stained my face.
    “Beg me more.”
    My cry came out even louder as he took me to the edge and held me there. Caressing my channel, enticing it to the heaven that awaited. But all he gave me was some pleasurable mix of hell. A need so profound that I cried harder and begged even louder.
    “Sir, please. Sir.”
    Over and over, I pleaded with him. The minutes dragged out for what felt like an eternity. Until, with one slide of his finger, and four words, he set me free.
    “I own this body.”  
    Spasms hit hard and I couldn’t stop my hands from flying to his shoulders as I dug my nails in deep. My screams echoed off the walls, no matter how much I tried to stop them. I was shaking so badly