Free Be My Everything by Ella Jade Page B

hair brush against his stomach and then he was
completely engulfed in her warmth. He thrust his hips forward, hitting the back
of her throat, but she didn’t stop. She continued to bob her head back and
forth as she scraped her teeth against his sensitive skin, just the way he
liked it.
    “That’s my girl,” he breathlessly moaned as he pulled on her
hair. “This is the way to please me.”
    He thought it was almost a crime he’d have to punish her the
rest of the weekend. It was wasted time, and he hated to squander a single
minute of his time with her, but he was already entirely too soft on her.
    “Hmm,” she hummed around his cock. The vibration sent him
over the edge as he spiraled toward his release.
    “Don’t waste a drop of it,” he screamed as he shot his load
down her throat.
    He softened in her mouth as he got his breathing under
control while she licked him clean. She stayed completely still, waiting for
him to speak.
    “Fix my clothes,” he ordered.
    Once she got his pants back into place and shirt tucked in,
she buckled his belt and ran her hands down either side of his thighs,
smoothing out the creases. She continued to rub her hands against his legs and
then up to his hips, but he couldn’t take it anymore. Part of him wanted to
carry her up the steps and make slow love to her all night long.
    Make love , he thought. What the fuck was she doing to
him?
    “Enough.” This was exactly why he couldn’t allow her to be
intimate with him. He had to stay in control.
    She quickly removed her hands and sat back down on her
heels, dropping her head. He knew he was hurting her feelings, but it was
better for her in the long run. She shouldn’t develop an emotional connection
to him. He wasn’t capable of reciprocating. That was why he’d entered into this
life in the first place. He didn’t want all the baggage that came with a
relationship. It wasn’t anything he ever saw for himself. He was a busy man who
knew what he liked in the bedroom and didn’t want to waste time with all of the
nonsense that came with a normal relationship.
    “I’ll take my dinner in the dining room.”
    She looked up at him, but didn’t move right away.
    “Now.”
    He walked down the foyer and sat at the large table,
spreading his newspaper out in front of him. The dinner portion of the evening
would be easy, he had ordered out and had it sitting in the warming drawer in
the kitchen. He ordered enough for both of them, but he intended on making her
serve him first before he allowed her to eat.
    A few minutes later, she appeared in the doorway with his
plate in her hand. She slowly walked toward him and set it down in front of
him. He already had his place set, so he picked up the fork and motioned at his
glass.
    “I’ll take white wine from the bar.”
    She hurried over to the bar off the study and returned with
the bottle. She poured him a glass and then set the bottle down on the table.
    “Thank you,” he said as he glanced down at his feet.
    She immediately realized what he wanted and kneeled before
him.
    He savored his meal, reading the paper at leisure and
sipping his wine. Katherine didn’t take her eyes away from him. He’d purposely
picked her favorite meal, eggplant parmesan from Vinnie’s Bistro. He wanted her
to anticipate her dinner and wonder if he’d be allowing her to have some.
    He took longer than usual to eat, dragging out her torture
over what was to come next. When he was finally finished, he pushed his plate
away and abruptly stood up. She quickly looked at the floor.
    “Once you clear the table, you may eat in the kitchen,” he
said. “Then you’re free to go to your room and think about the way you defied
me earlier this week.”
    She didn’t say anything, but he knew she wouldn’t.
    “I’m meeting some friends for breakfast in the morning,” he
informed her.
    He rarely spent time away from her on the weekends, but he
was busy at work and the fact that he wasn’t going to be