Free Worthless: New adult paranormal romance (Age of Blood Book 2) by May Sage Page B

little problem obvious.
    He was going to embarrass himself. Fuck, he’d almost come then and there.
    “Slow down, naughty girl,” he said, an idea that might save him from himself crossing his mind. “I wanna watch you play first. Show me how it’s done, Cecilia.”
    Her blush was so damn adorable.
    “You want me to…”
    “Oh, yes. I want you to.”
    From her expression, she’d never been asked before; her partners had most probably been all about immediate satisfaction – theirs, needless to say.
    He patted himself on the back for this one. Foreplay was going to be the main dish today.
    There was one thing he needed to come to terms with, though: he was going to milk his cock within the next five minutes, whatever happened. But he also knew it would be just as hard about three minute after, especially if she carried on peeking at him under her long eyelashes like that.
    She spread her legs wide in front of him and he swallowed painfully. Then, her hand dipped in between, teasing her clit at first; after, one finger went inside…
    He opened his fly and took hold of his dick, pumping it, breathing hard with her. She was looking right at him, eyes wide, and after a while, he just couldn’t resist, he had to touch her.
    He started kissing her feet, before heading up slowly, lingering at her nub. He kept going up, stopping on her breast to lick her broken nipple, relishing the way his teasing made her tremble. By the time he was in front of her, kissing her lips, his cock was just against her entrance, but instead of taking her like he wanted to, like she wanted him to, he ground it against her.
    “You’re so wet, precious,” he told her, when he could force himself to push away from her lips.
    She moaned in response, throwing her head back.
    He was rubbing against her clit, against her inner lips, and just like that, she was close to coming.
    His mouth went to her neck, finding her prominent scar and he bit her right there.
    Holy shit, he’d never been as hard. She tasted better than the first cold beer of the day, the bottle of water after a long run, and along with her sweet, refreshing blood, he could taste her arousal increasing exponentially while she fell over the edge.
    “Good girl,” he praised her as she drenched his dick. “We do like a good squirter.”
    “Michael…”
    “What, you want my dick precious? That’s not exactly how it works, though, is it?”
    She whimpered, wincing as though the need was physically painful. It probably was, but he knew she could take it.
    What she couldn’t take was a gratuitous fuck. If he plunged into her because he could, she’d be grateful now, but later, she’d think it was how the world worked: men took.
    “You’re going to have to earn it.”
    She was going to have to admit she wanted it – beg for it.
    “Please…”
    Well, she had that part down.
    Smirking, he got up, doing his utmost to ignore his throbbing prick of a dick.
    “Ok, precious, here’s the deal. We’ve both had a long day. I think you want to use me as a distraction. I’m not fond of being used, especially if you want to make this a one time thing. You’re going to have to convince me you actually want me.”
    She looked shocked to the bones – which was the entire point of his whole speech.
    “How?”
    He smirked at his own wickedness, sitting down behind his desk.
    “Crawl to me, sweetheart.”
    Fuck. He hadn’t expected her to obey so eagerly. He’d thought she’d question this and ponder whether he was worth it.
    But there she was, on her knees, her heavy breast dangling underneath her.
    He couldn’t help it; he pushed it.
    “On your back, legs spread as wide as you can. I’m going to bind your legs to the bed,” he informed her casually.
    She flipped on her back and brought her legs close to the columns either side of their bed without a question.
    Hell. He was quite literally drooling. He should have been ashamed of himself but whatever people said, there was