Free Dark Savior: A Dark Bad Boy Romance by Stella Noir Page A

as I worship her throbbing clit. Her taste is divine, touched by a hint of sweetness that reminds me of vanilla. She's gasping for air when I take her cute little nub between my teeth and nibble on it, applying and releasing pressure in a constant rhythm.
    Her pleasure fuels mine, and my cock is pressing against the crotch of my pants, rock-hard and begging to be buried deep inside of her. But I want her to come like this first. I've never enjoyed a woman's pleasure as much as hers. Seeing her squirming and hyperventilating deliriously is the most beautiful sight.
    I'm the one who can make her feel this way. I'm the one who's doing this to her, who has control over her in every way. I feel drunk with power at the thought of it.
    She doesn't warn me this time, but just lets it happen. The way her breathing changes is telltale enough, but I can also feel heat pulsating under my tongue. She holds her breath as she's overtaken by her orgasm, while I still hold her hot clit between my teeth.
    Her moans turn into cries of bliss and she spreads her legs even further, as if she's trying to get even more out of this release.
    When her movements start to slow down and cries turn into exhausted whimpering, I straighten up and let go of her legs. She holds her position even without me holding her in place.
    I stand before her, taking in the view of her naked, trembling body spread out so magnificently in front of me, her legs spread and her center glowing with need, while I unbutton my pants.
    My steel-hard erection springs free as soon as I pull down my pants in one swift motion. She's still in her post-climax daze when I shove my dick inside of her. The sigh that escapes her lips as her tight lips wrap around my cock is the most erotic sound a man can imagine.
    She holds on to the edge of the counter on both sides, and her perky tits bounce when I drive my entire length in and out of her with brutish relentlessness. I know, this is what she needs, what she wants. Her entire being is screaming for me to take her, and while I feel like I'm about to burst, I care for her release even more. I want her to come, again and again. I want to see her lose everything, to get rid of that painful sadness that haunts her. Her anguish is part of her beauty for me, but the real fuel is to see it fall apart under my touch.
    She closes her eyes and tilts her head back as she takes every thrust like a good girl. I can feel her legs tense up while she tries to maintain a position that feels especially good to her. And just when I thought the view couldn't be any more beautiful than it already was, a grateful smile adorns her pale face.
    I slow down, eager to relish every moment of this. She hums with approval as I push in and out of her with long and steady motions, letting her feel every inch of my length when I spread her tight entrance.
    It seems as if she's barely aware of my existence with her eyes closed and her head turned to the side, still with that dazed smile on her face. She reaches for her center and starts massaging her clit with her long, thin fingers.
    "Don't stop," she breathes, barely able to say the words.
    Normally, I'd tell a woman to shut up. I'm the one in charge, I'm the one taking. I've never obeyed any of them giving me commands while my cock is buried inside of them.
    But she's different.
    With Meadow, I don't have to be the one in command. Watching her get off on my cock and forget about her sorrow is a lot more enjoyable than barking directions at her to secure my own pleasure.
    I watch her, continuing with my slow thrusts while she approaches her second release. I'm going to join her when she does. I'm close already and know I will burst as soon as I feel her tight orgasmic clenches around my rod. I don't think I've ever been this hard, this mad with arousal.
    Hurry .
    I want to yell it at her, but I don't. While postponing my orgasm takes all the strength I have, I want her to enjoy this and take it as she needs it.
    A hearty