Tall, Silent & Lethal (Pyte/Sentinel #4)(107)

“Fucking hell!” he growled as she scooted back so that she could lean over him as she gripped the base with one hand, barely able to fit her hand around it, while the other held her up. She used the first stroke of his c**k to bring the large tip to her waiting mouth.

Wanting to see his reaction, she tilted her head to the side so that her eyes were locked on his as she brought the large head to her mouth and swiped the underside with her tongue. His jaw clenched tightly as every muscle in his body went rigid, his sexy red eyes locked on her as he watched her.

“Do you like this?” she asked, running the very tip of her tongue over the tiny slit of his c**k where his excitement was already beading.

“Yes,” he gritted out between his teeth, forcing himself to stay still when they both knew that he could take over at any minute and probably make her enjoy it.

The fact that he was still letting her call the shots turned her on even more. It also had her falling harder for him, which wasn’t something that she wanted. She already cared too much about him and when the day came that he finally had enough and walked away……

God, she couldn’t even think about it, it hurt so much. This was quickly turning into the biggest mistake of her life, but at the moment she just couldn’t seem to make herself care.

“Like this?” she asked, making a show of moving his c**k forward so that her tongue was forced to rub against the underside of the tip, earning a full body shiver from him.

He groaned loudly as she ran her tongue right back up and then let it slide right back down, hoping for another one of those sexy shivers. He didn’t disappoint.

So she did it again.

For several minutes she contented herself with just teasing the tip as her hand slowly stroked him, bringing him close to the edge, but not close enough. His entire body was strung tight, his jaw was still locked tightly, his breathing was a little unsteady and those sexy eyes of his remained focused on her. Loving his responses, she decided to be a little more adventurous.

“Tell me what you want,” she commanded softly as she pulled back and lightly blew over the tip of his cock, earning a ragged moan that had her ni**les tightening painfully and her ass shifting impatiently, desperate to have something fill her. She ran her tongue over his c**k again, thinking of the perfect response for when he told her that he wanted her to suck his cock, but he took her by surprise.

“I want to trace your br**sts with my tongue, licking and suckling your ni**les while I run my hands over your body,” he said, sounding pained as she swallowed back a groan of her own. Her eyes slid shut as she imagined just how good his hands would feel on her, especially now that her scars were gone.

“I’d run my hands through your beautiful brown hair, running my fingers along your jaw, down your neck, between your br**sts and over the slight slope of your stomach before I moved onto your hands, your fingers and then down your back,” he said, continuing without having to be asked.

“And then?” she asked, licking her lips as she continued to imagine the feel of his hands learning her body.

“I’d wrap my arms around you while I kissed you,” he said, just as she registered the feel of his fingers gently threading through her hair.

“And then?” she asked, her voice barely louder than a whisper.

“Then I’d lay you down on your stomach and kiss every inch of your back while my hands caressed your sides, down to your legs and then finally I’d run my hands over your ass,” he continued, earning a surprised laugh from her that gave her the willpower to open her eyes and join him in this little game.

“And what would you do then?” she asked, cocking her brow in challenge as she leaned forward and took the tip of his c**k in her mouth.

A surprised groan escaped him as his c**k jerked in her mouth and for a moment she thought that was the end of the game, but he proved her wrong.

“I’d kiss my way down to your bottom, kissing and worshipping each cheek as I cupped your thighs and pushed them apart.

“Would you f**k me?” she demanded as she let the tip of his c**k leave her mouth with a wet pop.

“Not yet,” he said, abandoning her hair to caress her cheek.

“Then what would you do?” she asked, watching him as she took his c**k back in her mouth, this time taking more than just the tip.

“I’d tease your pu**y with the tips of my fingers until you were soaking wet for me,” he said tightly, groaning when her hand and mouth met around his cock.

Before she could remove her mouth to ask, he continued, probably out of desperation to keep her mouth wrapped firmly around his cock. Whatever the reason, she was glad that he did.

“When you were wet enough for me, mein Schatz, I’d roll you onto your back and tease your wet pu**y a little more.”

“Mmmmm,” she moaned around his c**k as her sex clenched almost painfully, demanding some attention.

“While I teased your pu**y I would trace your nipple with the tip of my c**k until even that wasn’t enough,” he whispered reverently as she felt her hand slide down her stomach and between her legs to find herself soaking wet. She needed his tongue, fingers, and c**k inside her, but she didn’t want him to stop.

Would die if he stopped talking.

“Soon I’d need that talented mouth of yours sucking my c**k while I spread your pu**y so that I could see just how wet you were for me. I’d trace my finger through your slit,” he said just as she ran the tip of her finger through her wet slit, imagining that it was his. “Then I’d find your pretty little cl*t and run my finger around it once…..twice……three times before I shifted my attention to your pouty little pu**y.”