Page 135 of Burn Like An Angel

He braces himself over me, moving down to plant open-mouthed kisses across my chest. His lips lock around my rightnipple, sweet pain flashing through me when he pulls it deeply into his mouth.

Releasing my nipple, he sucks and bites a path to my left breast, leaving a constellation of red marks. I wriggle beneath him, pleading for any amount of friction.

“So impatient.” His words warm my already scalding skin.

“Nox,” I whine.

“Easy, baby. I want to take my time with you.”

Hasn’t he waited long enough?

Playing with my nipples, he seems determined to cover every part of me in tiny bites. I don’t know if it’s some kind of branding in his mind, a statement to the other men allowed to touch me. I think I like that idea.

“Please,” I try again. “Stop teasing me.”

Lennox lifts his head. “How can I get you to shut up?”

My mouth falls open in protest.

“Ah.” He quirks a thick brow. “I know.”

Pulling me upright, he sits back on his haunches between my legs. Lennox threads his hand through my hair, pushing my head down towards his proud cock.

“I’ll fuck your throat if that’s the only way to teach you patience.”

He pushes himself past my lips, holding my head in place. The rough handling only makes me hotter. I take his length deep into my mouth, bobbing up and down on his shaft.

His grip on my head guides my moves, allowing him to set the pace. Lennox doesn’t deny himself, pushing down fast so he can roughly ride my mouth. Each time he hits the back of my throat, tears spring up in my eyes.

“That’s it.” His praise is guttural. “Get me nice and wet so I can slide into that dripping cunt.”

Tongue swirling over the velvety tip, I suck him deep once more, feeling moisture springing from my eyes. I can’t take allof him—he’s too big to fit into my mouth even while relaxing my jaw.

“Yes, Rip. Perfect. Let me fuck that mouth, baby.”

I could fall apart from his enthusiastic praise alone. It’s making my pulse thrum, struggling to hold the excitement building within me. I had no idea he’d be so vocal.

He ruts into my mouth, over and over. Pushing deeper each time. Forcing me to suck down more of his huge length until I’m gagging on his cock and loving every intense second.

“God, how I want to pour myself down your throat. You are everything, Rip. Fucking everything.”

Before he can finish, Lennox eases himself from my mouth. I sit up with streaming cheeks, my chin soaked by strands of saliva.

“Lay down,” he commands. “Now.”

I’m shaking so hard, it’s a relief to slump back on the bed. He retakes his position, pushing my thighs farther apart until my bones ache to fit his wide frame.

The head of his dick slides through my folds, swirling heat and moisture. He teases my slit with it, only entering me the smallest amount before withdrawing and sliding himself around my entrance again.

“More!” I beg shamelessly.

Each slow tease is torture. I want him to surge into me and take me as roughly as he did my mouth. We may not be enemies anymore, but I’d happily let him fuck me like we are.

“Please… Oh god. Please give it to me.”

“Are you this demanding with the others?”

Writhing beneath him, I don’t answer. Lennox bares his teeth and pushes farther into me, his girth straining my walls. We both groan at the same time.

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