Page 49 of Deceptive Desires (The Syndicate #2)

Roman

I watch as her spit lands on my cock, and I can’t hold back my groan.

It’s the most beautiful sight, aside from her pussy swallowing me.

She moves her hand up, collects the saliva, and moves it down my hardness, spreading it. Soaking me.

I already feel close to the edge just from her touch, but I won’t let myself come too soon. I know she wouldn’t think less of me, but fuck, it’d be too embarrassing.

“How… how do I do it?” she asks, flustered.

Fuck she’s so innocent. So pure. The fact that I’m the first man, her first experience in everything, fills me with a pride I can’t begin to explain. I’m forever her man. The only man who will ever touch this goddess.

Except for kissing. And it’s taking everything in me not to hunt down the men who’ve had the privilege of feeling those soft, pillowy lips of hers.

“Like this,” I instruct as I wrap my fist around her hand and stroke myself to show her how I like it. I squeeze her hand tighter, needing more of a grip.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” she tells me as she tries to loosen her grip.

“You won’t, sunshine. You could never hurt me.” It’s not the truth though. Although she could never physically hurt me, she has so much power over me. If she were to reject me or try to leave, it’d be like no pain I’ve ever experienced.

But nonetheless, her grip won’t hurt my cock. It’ll be the opposite.

She tightens her grip, and I pump her fist up and down. The feeling of her tiny hand, wrapped around me, jerking me off, has me almost blinded.

My eyes start to fall closed as I’m overcome by pleasure, but then they fly open at an unbelievable feeling.

Cecilia’s tongue licks the precum off my tip, and I can’t hold back my groan.

But it’s nothing compared to her lips wrapping around my head, sucking me in.

I have to press my fingernails into my sides, letting the pricks of pain pull me from the edge.

“Sunshine… you don’t… have to…” I try to grit out, desperation shining through.

She can’t stop. It’ll kill me if she does. But she also needs to know she doesn’t have to blow me.

She locks eyes with mine and sinks lower onto me. Her tongue flattens against my underside, and my eyes rolls back.

“Yes, sunshine. Just like that. Use your tongue, and suck,” I growl out.

Keeping my hips pinned against the mattress is a trial all on its own. Every fiber of my being is screaming to thrust up, to choke her with my dick, but I know I can’t do that to her. This is her first time. I need to be gentle.

She looks at me with questioning eyes, then without releasing my cock, she grabs my hand and places it on her head. I instinctively weave my fingers into her waves.

“Do you want me to guide you?” I ask, wondering how I got so lucky.

She nods slightly, and I get to it.

Despite wanting to take her deeply, I know she can’t handle that today, and I don’t want to scare her.

I bob her head up in down at the perfect speed, not too slow, but not too fast.

She takes me so well.

“You’re doing such a good job. My good girl. So perfect at sucking my cock. Making me feel so good,” I praise her, knowing how much she loves it, and needing her to be validated in what she’s doing.

She moans around me at the words, and the vibration shoots up my spine.

She bobs up and down a few more times, then I feel a brush of fingers against my balls.

“Oh fuck, Cecilia. Hold them, just like that,” I moan out.

She listens perfectly, and fuck if I’ve felt anything better.

She goes extra low, taking me deeper than before, dragging her tongue down with her, and squeezes my balls. I know I’m seconds away from exploding.

I try to pull her head off me, but she fights me, staying attached.

“Cecilia, I’m about to come. Get off,” I tell her, not wanting her to be stuck with a mouthful of my release.

But instead of listening, she grunts her refusal and takes me further down.

It’s the last straw.

I try one last time to drag her away but it’s no use.

I come, my release shooting from me, and down her throat. She takes me so well, swallowing the entire time. The feeling of it, of her milking me fully, is euphoric.

It’s unreal. The image will forever be engrained in my mind. I’ll never be able to look at her sweet throat and not picture her swallowing my release over and over again.

Only when my cock starts to deflate does she pull back and drop me from her mouth.

“Was that okay?” she asks shyly, and I almost laugh at the absurdity.

This goddess just gave me the best experience of my life and she’s doubting herself. That won’t do.

I pull her onto my lap, straddling me, so she can see the truth in my eyes.

“That was perfect. I’ve never felt so good. You can’t be of this earth because nothing from here could ever feel like this. Thank you, sunshine.”

I need her to understand that although I’m not inexperienced like her, she makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. It’s different with her. And I don’t ever want to go back.

“Promise?” she asks with more confidence.

“I promise. You did such a good job, you deserve a reward,” I tell her with a wicked grin.

I place her against the headboard, sink between her thighs, lift her sexy nightgown, and pull down her lacy thong. I inhale her sweet scent before leaning forward, ready for my sweet breakfast.

“Oh no, Roman. You don’t need to do this. That was just for you,” she tells me.

“Absolutely not. You’re soaked from getting me off. You deserve your turn.” I lick through her wetness and groan and the taste. “And don’t ever think eating you out isn’t a treat for me.”

I go to town, having my way with her. It’s not just me on cloud nine. Her wiggling, writhing moans, and groans all show how much she loves this. Needs this.

And when she finally comes, I follow suit, ruining my sheets.

So much for not embarrassing myself.

“Thank you, héroe. I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re perfect, and I love you,” she tells me, her eyes shining with love.

I preen.

I don’t care how I got her. I don’t care what I’ve had to do to be her hero. I don’t care what I’ve hidden from her. Being her hero is everything.

And nothing will get in my way.