Page 39 of Hide and Seek

“Do you like it?” His thumb skims the area in question, offering a little pressure.

“Most of the time,” I tell him, grinding against his hand.

“Good girl,” he says as I hear the distinct sound of his zipper releasing. “You’re off the hook for today, but don’t think I’ll forget, doll. Iwillclaim your ass, but when I do, you’ll be begging for it.”

I press back against his thumb, loving the pressure as his fingers massage the walls of my pussy. “Mmmm, so bossy today.”

Knight scoffs before gently removing his fingers from deep within me, making me yearn for more, instantly feeling the loss.“Next time you want to play the role of dom, you better make sure you’re truly ready to play,” he tells me before lifting his glistening fingers to my lips. “Suck them clean, Morticia. Taste how fucking sweet you are.”

Oh God. This man.

My mouth falls open without hesitation, and as he pushes his thick fingers inside, I roll my tongue over them, sucking them clean. “Just like that,” he purrs as I feel him release his thick cock from the confines of his pants behind me. “Condom?”

“God, no. Don’t ruin a good thing,” I breathe. “I’m on birth control.”

Knight groans, and while I don’t exactly know him intimately or know how many sexual partners he’s had, I trust him implicitly. Without a doubt, he would never touch me if there was even a chance he wasn’t clean.

He grunts behind me, and I hear the soft sounds of his fist pumping up and down his cock, and fuck, I’ve never been so jealous. I want every ounce of his pleasure.

“Take me, Knight.”

In one swift move, Knight fists my hair, wraps it around his wrist, and yanks my head back, forcing my spine to curve and my hips to thrust toward him. I’m silently begging for him to have his wicked way with me, and he understands precisely what I want.

“So fucking beautiful,” he rumbles as my pussy clenches. I’m absolutely drenched for him. He closes the small gap between us, and when I feel his bulbous tip against my clit, slowly dragging through my wetness, my body trembles.

“Don’t make me wait.”

“Patience, Morticia. I’ll give you what you need, but I intend to take my fucking time as I devour every goddamn inch of you.”

Fuck yes.

His cock flinches against my clit, and my eyes roll as he slowly drags back toward my entrance. My body shakes with anticipation as it all becomes too much. He keeps me on the edge, teasing and tormenting me with a silent promise of just how thoroughly he’s about to fuck me, and when I finally feel his tip at my entrance, a sharp gasp escapes my lips.

“Inch by fucking inch, Morticia,” he tells me, slowly pushing inside, taking me one inch at a time.

“More,” I pant, desperately trying to push back against him, to impale myself on that thick cock, but he holds me too tight, having complete control to destroy me at his leisurely pleasure.

“Ready for two?”

“Please.”

He inches in more, taking me slightly deeper, and though he’s barely inside me, I already feel myself beginning to stretch around him. My body trembles, and I realize if he takes it any slower, I’m bound to break. “God, Knight. Now.”

His palm cracks against my ass, and I suck in a loud gasp, my pussy tingling as wave after wave of undiluted pleasure rocks through my body. “What did I tell you about being patient?”

Holy hell. I’ve never felt so alive in my life, but when he gives me a third inch my pussy spasms around him, stretching to accommodate his sheer size. “Fuck!” I cry, and when he gives me a fourth and then a fifth, my thighs begin to shake.

Knight groans. “How much more can you take?”

“All of it,” I breathe.

“Six?”

“Yes.”

He inches deeper, and when his cock flinches inside of me, it fucking destroys me. My chest heaves against the counter of his breakfast bar, and I reach forward, gripping the edge and white-knuckling it as he gives me a seventh inch.

“Oh God,” I groan.