My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(75)

She thrilled at his words, excitement surging through her. “Yes, sir. I am gladly yours. And you are mine,” she dared to add.

Dex rolled her nipple gently between his fingers, plucking it just enough to make her wet between her thighs and pull a gasp from her.

“You started to ask me for something, Kate. To show you my sincerity. But I had to have my hands on you, and didn’t let you finish.” He flashed her a smile. The same smile that made her knees weak every time she saw it.

She sucked in a breath and blew it out slowly, trying to calm her raging hormones long enough to form a coherent sentence. “The other night was wonderful, but there was one thing we didn’t get to.”

He raised one dark brow in question. “What would that be? I thought we covered quite a bit of ground for one night.”

His heated gaze sizzled over her skin, and she shivered. “We definitely did,” she agreed. “But I want to taste you.”

The muscles in his arms jerked and then relaxed, making her realize he had nearly yanked her to him and lost himself in her again, but then stopped. After a few long seconds he released her hair and sat back, dropping his arms at his side. “I’m all yours, Kate.”

She sucked in a breath as excitement simmered in her stomach. She slid onto her knees on the floor beside him, then pushed Dex’s thighs apart so she could kneel between them.

He made no move to direct her actions, so she took full advantage of the freedom.

She leaned forward and pressed open-mouthed kisses against the hard ridge under the fly of his dress slacks. She lingered at each spot long enough to warm it with her hot breath, pulling a low moan from Dex.

She chuckled against him as she found the top of his zipper and slowly slid it open. It was quick work to unfasten the button and peel the soft, expensive material back so she had full access to his boxer briefs.

Dex reached for her, and she swatted his hands away and shook her head.

“We’re just getting started,” she told him, and glanced up from under her lashes to see the lust etched into the planes of his handsome face. “I set the pace for this.”

He sucked in a breath. “I did say I would show you my sincerity.” His jaw clenched and he laid his hands beside him on the love seat.

Surprised that he relinquished control so easily, she pulled down the front edge of the boxer briefs so his cock popped free.

This would work, but she wanted more. “These are going to have to come off.” She leaned back onto her shins and slid off each of his dress shoes, and then tugged at the leg of his slacks.

Dex took the hint and stood to take off his pants and underwear, laying them beside him on the love seat. He sat down again and she edged between his spread thighs, grasping his cock at the base in one hand and cupping his balls with the other.

His thighs tensed on either side of her, and his fingers tightened into fists beside him, as if to keep him from reaching for her.

Kate leaned forward slowly and blew a long stream of warm breath over the head of his cock. He made a sound of need in the back of his throat, and she couldn’t wait any longer.

She traced the tip of her tongue along the slit on the wide head of his cock to capture the pearl of moisture that had gathered there.

The salty-sweet flavor burst inside her mouth, and Dex jolted, as if her tentative touch had speared pleasure through him like an electric shock.

“Mmm.”

She couldn’t help the sound as she took his tip inside her mouth and laved the sensitive flesh with her tongue.

Dex blew out a harsh breath, and she could tell he battled against taking control. But she wanted to draw this out. To play out her fantasy for as long as she could.

Her newfound power thrilled her and made her core clench.

As much as she wanted to feel him explode down the back of her throat, she also wanted him inside her again.

Dex had become her own personal addiction, and the idea scared her a little.

She slowly took more and more of him until he bumped against the back of her throat.

Kate dropped the back of her tongue, opening her throat wide like she did when she yawned, to avoid her gag reflex. She took as much of him as she could.

He was thick, so she had to make sure she didn’t scrape the sensitive skin too much with her teeth. Although when she lightly grazed him, he moaned and arched his hips before he seemed to realize what he was doing, and relaxed back against his seat.

She gripped him firmly around the base and sucked him in and out of her mouth while stroking him, gently fondling his balls, and pressing against the sensitive spot just behind them where his testicles attached to his body.

Dex’s breathing became more and more labored until his eyes slipped closed, his thigh muscles twitching where they touched her sides.

As she set up a steady rhythm, she caught more hints of his salty-sweet flavor as they burst over her tongue.

He began to gently buck inside her mouth, and she adjusted her rhythm to match.

Whenever his balls began to tighten against his body, she slowly massaged them until they relaxed, to prolong their play as long as possible.

There was a wicked feminine power about turning on such a virile, strong man this much. Having control of his pleasure, and drawing it out.

Dex was breathing hard, nearly panting. Sweat had broken out on his forehead.

He looked amazingly sexy when he was aroused and on the edge of losing control.