Page 45 of The Lieutenant

Punishment.

I should be repulsed from the thought, but instead, it turned me on tremendously.

As soon as I did what he asked, he wrapped the sash around my wrists.

“That’s it, Kara. Be a good girl and just relax.”

There was no reason for the words to keep me electrified, but they did. No one had ever called me a good girl before him. I wiggled in the bindings, quickly discovering I wasn’t going anywhere unless he allowed it.

“So beautiful. So perfect.” His husky voice continuously sent shivers through my system.

I heard rustling sounds and shifted against the window. My entire core was aching, my raging desire fueling lust-filled visions. If he was removing his clothes, I would demand to be allowed to see every inch of him. I bit back another moan, the stark cold feeling from the glass in direct conflict with the explosion of heat in my core.

It was extremely difficult to keep my eyes shut, especially when he blew hot air across my chin. When he blew lower and lower again, I sensed he’d dropped to his knees.

“That’s it. Relax. Allow this very bad man to take care of you.”

I wasn’t used to being able to relax even when taking time off. It wasn’t a frequently used word in my industry or in the life I’dchosen. Everything was fast paced. Yet here I found myself doing exactly what he requested. Or was it simply another demand?

Havros stroked my stomach, every brush of his fingers reactivating the rush of tingles. Part of me continued to dig down, telling me to stop this now before it got out of hand.

But I didn’t.

I was suddenly overwhelmed with dozens of feelings, none of them anything I was used to. My fingernails scratched at the glass as he rolled his lips from one side of my stomach to the other. The hot sex from before wasn’t nearly as intimate as this moment. I was embarrassed and ashamed that I felt so much joy, but the fire burning deep within was everything I’d ever wanted from a man.

He dragged his tongue around my bellybutton and when he had his mouth close to my most intimate parts, my muscles jerked in confusion.

“Someone is watching,” I told him, although I didn’t care.

“Good. Let them become jealous that they don’t have what I do.”

He kissed and licked my skin, moving closer and closer to my sex. Goosebumps popped along my arms and legs, my heart thudding as if running a marathon. I wanted to feel free, to completely let go, but I’d never been allowed to do so.

No one had kissed me this way, planting his lips on my heated skin with practiced delicacy.

Kiss. Lick.

His growls continuously permeating the room.

I was slumping down, but my body jerked the moment he licked the top of my slit.

“Oh. God.” I felt nervous titillation threatening to push me into doing something I didn’t want to do. This was almost too intimate, too intense.

“My sensitive kitten. I adore that about you.” His voice was now almost unrecognizable. “Utter perfection and you smell so sweet.”

I wasn’t a perfect anything, especially my body, but around him I felt special. Cared for. I lolled my head, an explosion of heat erupting in my core when he swirled the tip of his tongue around my clit.

His growls only intensified the moment he drove two fingers into my tight channel. “So tight. So wet.” Every guttural sound he made was something I’d never heard before, but it matched mine as he surged his lips toward my clit once again.

This time he pulled the tender tissue between his lips and teeth, sucking as I squirmed in his hold. The man knew how to drive me crazy, adding a third finger and flexing open as he finger-fucked me.

The roughness immediately pulled me into a blissful vacuum. I tossed my head back and forth, constantly moaning as my body reacted to every lick. He rolled the rough pads of his fingers along the insides of my thighs, going down one and up the other.

I was in a complete daze, panting as he licked me all the way down my pussy. Was I really jutting my hips forward? Oh, God. Yes, I was.

When he buried his face into my wetness, I threw my head back, tapping it into the glass while making sounds I’d never made before. I had no idea who I was any longer.

Havros wrapped his arms around my thighs, yanking my sex toward him. As he buried his face in my wetness, I issued a series of bedraggled moans. He licked furiously, using his tongue and fingers like pistons.

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