Nobody's Lost (Rescue Me Saga #5)(50)

The girl knew what she wanted. He chuckled before taking her nipple into his mouth once more. His finger teased the sides of her hood before he moved down her slit to press against her opening. Her virgin opening.

He teased her hole until she relaxed her pelvic muscles, and his finger slipped inside. In and out, deeper each time careful not to rupture her barrier.

The things he’d learned from Carlos, who had gone to school to become a gynecologist after his stint in the Navy.

Not wanting to overdo it, he retreated and returned to playing with her clit.

“Yes, there! I like that best of all.”

“I’m sure your clit has had many a workout with your Hitachi.”

“Um, yes, Sir, it has. Not nearly so much as since I met you.”

He grinned. Jesus, she was so responsive. He wished—

Wanting to get her off and put an end to his torture, he increased the strokes against her swollen clit and sucked harder on her nipple.

“Oh, yes! Yes! Keep doing that! Oh, please don’t stop!”

Stopping was the furthest thing from his mind. If they’d agreed to having sex in their negotiations, he’d be on top of her now. Good thing he’d been thinking with his uppermost head then.

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Megan felt as though her body would come apart when Ryder let go of her nipple. She started to ask him not to stop when he took her other nipple between his teeth and pulled. Hard. She arched her back and wiggled her pelvis to get the maximum contact with his finger.

Alone in bed with her Hitachi, she had no trouble zeroing in on what gave her the most pleasure and took care of business in no time. Ryder seemed to be prolonging her release. Why didn’t he hurry? Couldn’t he tell she was near the breaking point?

The heel of his hand pressed against her mound, and his fingers spread her lower lips open. She exhaled the air she’d pent up only to gasp for more when his finger began flicking rapidly against her clit.

“Yes! Yes! Don’t stop!” Please don’t stop this time. So close. Just when she thought she’d fly off the cliff, he slowed again, and his finger stopped touching her clit.

“Ayeeee!” Her body screamed for release. Sweat broke out on her skin, and she felt she was sticking to the sheet. “Please, Sir! This is torture.”

His mouth left her breast. “I’m sorry. Would you like for me to stop torturing you, as you call it?”

“Nooooo! Don’t you dare stop! But you could go faster, couldn’t you?”

“Is the submissive instructing her Dom now in how to grant orgasms?”

This was no time for such discussion.

“Please, Sir. Use your incredibly talented fingers and mouth to bring me to a screaming orgasm. Whenever you’re ready, of course.” There. Did that appease him?

He didn’t move. She wished she could see his expression. Had she pissed him off? Would he stop now?

“I see I have a brat on my hands.”

Brat? What had she done? Oh, well, perhaps there was a manipulative tone to her words, but she didn’t see that she was being all that bratty.

“I need you, Sir. I need this. Please!”

His mouth returned to her nipple, and she sighed inwardly, preparing herself to wait until he was ready to give her the orgasm she desired. When he began trailing kisses toward her hip, she wondered what he was going to do next.

The mattress dipped as he put more weight on it and straddled her body, his knees pressing against her sides. They hadn’t agreed to make love, but he had been the one reluctant to do so. Would he rid her of her pesky virginity tonight?

He pressed wet kisses against her inner thigh, and she realized he wasn’t facing toward her but away from her. That would be an awfully tricky position— Oh, God! Surely he didn’t mean to—

His mouth pressed against her curly mound. She tried to squirm away, but his hands applied pressure to her thighs as he opened her up.

“So beautiful.”

Heat suffused her face. He was looking at her—there? She had no words to say until his wet tongue flicked against her clit.

“Oh, no! Stop!”

Why didn’t he stop? He continued to play with her clit with his tongue. Oh, yeah. Stop wasn’t a safeword. She didn’t think she liked this, even though it was anything but physically painful. Should she use her safeword. She really should.

The feel of his tongue on her most secret place felt so delicious, she couldn’t bring herself to stop him.

God help her, she wanted this.

She wanted him.

She lifted her pelvis to give him better access, but he pressed her back into the mattress with his hands on her pelvis. His tongue continued to focus its actions on her clit and everything else faded from her thoughts until he began pressing a finger against her vagina, and she nearly came off the bed. No! She willed her body to lie still and found that, when she didn’t squirm around much, he hit the mark more often.

Maintain discipline.

Be a good submissive—and he will reward you.

His finger entered her vagina again at the same moment when the flicking of his tongue increased against her clit. An involuntary movement, her hip jerked upward.

His mouth left her. “Lie still.” His firm command had her lowering her butt to the mattress and waiting for him to resume.

“I think you’ve had enough.”

“Noooo! Don’t leave me hanging like this, Sir!”