Page 24 of The Tycoon

“A thought about orgies, Princess? When I’m playing with your tit? Apparently, I’m not doing a good enough job, then. I’m going to have to rectify that.”

Dropping his head, he takes my nipple into his mouth. Gently holding it between his teeth, he flicks the tip of his wet tongue over it. Slowly at first, then quickly gaining speed. Coaxing a series of whimpers and moans from me that I have never heard myself make.

Lifting my hand to touch him, I catch myself before I reach his arm. Dropping it back to the mattress, I allow myself to enjoy his attention. Every swipe of his tongue quiets my mind and lowers my inhibitions. He’s making my body sing, and he hasn’t really begun. I’m dying to know his plans for me.

As if he can read my mind, he gives my nipple one last lick before letting it fall from his mouth. Kissing his way across my skin, his attention settles in the valley between my breasts, where he claims me again with another love bite.

“Oh, God!” I whine, my fingers twisting into the cream comforter.

Sutton chuckles, I can feel him shake his head. His hand trails to my other tit. Cupping it in his large hand, he squeezes it tightly before relaxing his grip. Again and again, all while the pad of his thumb slides over my pebbled nipple.

“Princess...God has no place here. If you need to pray,pray tome.I’m the only one who can take you to heaven,” he growls.

Gasping from his words, the tone and intention behind them makes me lose just a little more of my mind. What he’s demanding is blasphemy, and I am going straight to hell. Sutton Douglas is my new God; I will worship him until my last breath.

His mouth kisses a line from my chest down my stomach. My abdomen tenses as my self-consciousness comes rushing back. It’s not nearly as flat and toned as I would like it to be, and I loathe the tiny pooch of my lower belly.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmurs, his lips gliding over my curves. “Your body is perfect…and it’smine.Isn’t it?”

Lifting my head from the mattress to watch him, my chest rises and falls with short, broken breaths. I’m trembling like a leaf, but not out of fear. I know once I say these words, there’s no turning back.

“Yes, Sir. It’s yours…I’m yours.”

Releasing his hold on my breast, he grunts as he pulls his attention from my lower abdomen. His eyes lock onto mine and I forget my own damn name. The hunger is still there, but now there’s something dark and wild flashing behind them. I should be frightened, but it excites me.

“That’s my girl…I’m keeping you forever,” he says, his tone heavy with desire. “I’m never letting you go.”

Taking in a tight breath, I savor his dominion over me.This is exactly what I’ve always wanted. Someone to love me, to want me, to yearn for me…to devour me.This moment is surreal.

“I’ll never run away,” I find myself saying.

Chuckling softly, he sinks his torso onto the bed. Gently picking up my legs, he drapes them over his broad shoulders one by one. His mouth is so close to my core I can feel his breath on my freshly shaven skin. I’ve never been in such a vulnerable position before.

“It might be fun if you tried. Then I’d get to hunt you down and make you pay for trying to leave me,” he replies, turning his head to lick the inside of my thigh. “And oh, Dolly, I would make you pay.”

Furrowing my brows, my mouth opens to ask him how, but my words are replaced by a gasp as I feel his tongue swirl a line to my waiting pussy. Gripping the comforter, my eyes blow open wide as he swipes his tongue between my lips. Wiggling his tip upwards, he easily finds my aching clit. My entire body tenses from the foreign sensation. It’s soft and warm, tender yet demanding. It blows all my fantasies out of the water.

“Fuck, Sutton,”I whine.

I feel him laugh, his breath searing hot on my skin. His large hands move to hold my jerking hips still. Spreading me open with his mouth, he gently takes my clit between his teeth and begins to suck. The pressure is light and teasing, but I nearly lose my damn mind. Bucking my hips against him, I make asound that's half moan and half scream.

Digging his fingers into my hips, he growls against my cunt. His forearms lock my legs to him, warning me to settle down. I pull my eyes from the ceiling to his face between my thighs. His eyes are closed, but what I can see of his expression is intense. I can almost hear him in my head telling me to breathe.

Following his phantom command, I take in a breath through my nose. Holding it for a moment, I ease it through my mouth. He rewards me by sucking on my clit once again, only this time his mouth is more demanding. A low humming noise emits from his throat, the deep sound sends a jolt of pleasure through my core. I’ve never used a vibrator before, but if it’s anything like this, I need to order one as soon as possible.

“Ohh, please don’t stop…that…feels…so good,” I whimper.

A chuckle interrupts his hum, his tongue darts over my clit in a series of random patterns that drive me wild. My legs tense over his shoulders as my body climbs to a place I’ve never been. I must be squeezing his head between my thighs because I feel his fingers claw even deeper into my skin.

Heeding his warning, I try with all my might to calm myself down so I don’t accidently smother him. It’s harder to do so this time, but after a few breaths I manage to relax my thighs. His hum returns and his grip softens over my sore hips. But justas I think he’s giving me freedom to move, he bites down onto my clit.

Jerking from the zing of pain, I squeal into the air like a wanton whore. My fingers twist into the comforter so tightly that my knuckles turn white. His greedy teeth hold my clit, sinking into it even more. The pain has me seeing stars, I hear myself begging for mercy. He keeps his teeth right where they are, increasing the pressure of his suckling in response to my pleas. To my shock, the pain carries pleasure with it. Sending me careening towards my release.

Just as I arrive at the razor’s edge, Sutton opens his jaw and releases my clit. Immediately the pain dissipates, as does my pleasure. I feel like I’ve been doused with a bucket of ice water.

What in the actual fuck?

Whining like a spoiled brat, my face twists in frustration as the pressure in my core subsides. Pulling myself up onto my elbows, I blink at him, completely confused as to why he stopped when I was so damn close.