Page 106 of Sold to Her Enemy

The speed of the vibrations humming takes me by surprise.

“Can I come now?” I say it through gritted teeth.

Adrian smirks, clamping a hand down on my leg.

“Yes.” He leans forward, pressing his muscled torso against mine, his lips soft as he kisses me.

The steady vibration combined with his tongue stroking mine, pierce through me. Heat splays out from my center, raising fiery sensations to the surface. “OH! I’m going to come!”

“Yes, hellion. Give me that orgasm.” The scruff of his cheek is the perfect roughness, the added sensation that I need to tip me over into an explosion of bliss. I clutch his arm as the orgasm is coerced to the surface.

“You look so pretty when you come for me.” Adrian sucks my lower lip. The sharp nip of his teeth sends more pleasure crashing through me.

“Can’t…move,” I breathe out against him. My legs are shaking from the pleasure.

“Did that feel good, Mckenna?” The way he says it has me on edge. His voice is too sweet.

“Yes.”

“Good. Because I want so many more wrung from this body while it’s still mine to control.” He takes the vibe from my body and sets it on the nightstand. He then shimmies down the bed, his hand trailing over my leg to my foot and back up again.

“Relax, Mckenna. I’ve done worse to you.” He smiles in a way that makes him look boyish and villainy at the same time.

He bends his head between my legs. My body is set aflame with goosebumps as he kisses my inner thigh, sucking my flesh.

My legs close automatically at the sensation, tingles firing across my skin. Pressure mounts, quick and hot sensations, pulling me under.

He pushes my legs back to where he wants them and licks my slit.

Oh my God.

My clit is so swollen, so sensitive from the vibrator. This feels almost painful.

He licks my clit, slowly, circling the entire bundle of nerves, then presses his lips to the inside of my thigh.

I’m clawing the sheets as he repeats this with slow accuracy.

“Adrian! I’m so sensitive I can’t!”

He sucks my opposite thigh, then presses his thumb against my clit, before sealing his hot mouth over it and sucking so his cheeks hollow.

Oh!

My muscles tighten. A coil of nerves binds together before it springs in bright, sharp pains of an orgasm that’s ripped from me as he sucks my clit.

“That’s two.”

Sweat is on my brow. My mouth is gone dry. His thumb is back on my clit.

“Oh! Sir!”

My body shudders with the after effects, but he’s pumping his fingers in and out of my pussy, past his knuckles, and just as I’m feeling that I’m going to burst, he adds another finger.

He stretches every part of me while keeping his thumb on my clit. I’m so hot and feeling like I’m coming undone.

He locks eyes with me. Goosebumps rise on my skin at the heat in his gaze.

I wonder how I ever managed to hurt this man. Guilt stabs my heart from my decision to do the interview with the journalist. More guilt sends me sprawling, thinking I could have handled his sister better.

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