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Then he switched to the next one.

I panted, my gaze blurring as I writhed under his mouth. I could feel something building at the back of my throat, although what it was, I wasn’t sure.

“Goddamn,” Marco growled. His voice and gaze were feral. “You’re so fucking needy, baby. Look at you.”

His finger skimmed slowly up my body to my throat, my chin, hooking underneath and guiding me to look him in the eye. “You’re fucking gorgeous like this. The red goes so well with your skin. And in those cuffs…”

He scraped his teeth against my jaw, then nibbled on my ear. “You’re fuckingdelicious.”

Then, before I could even realize what he was doing, he was moving down and putting his tongue between my legs.

My body tugged instinctively on the restraints, but of course I couldn’t move, and it sent such a thrill through me, the knowledge that I was so helpless as he licked into me—that the thing building at the back of my throat finally released and I moaned his name.

Marco looked up at me, his mouth slick with my arousal, a wicked grin on his lips. “You haven’t evenstartedbegging yet,” he promised me, and the shiver that shot through me, full of heat and need, felt unreal.

I was in for the ride of my life, and I was in love with every step of it.

CHAPTER21

Marco

Igrinned as I watched Kennedy shake and tremble underneath my touch. She was so fucking gorgeous spread out like this I could hardly stand it.

I’d never pictured her like this before—I’d never dared. Of course I’d had fun like this with some former flings of mine, but Kennedy was so much her own woman, so in command of herself, that I’d thought even with her kinky streak she wouldn’t possibly want to give into methismuch.

Looked like I’d been wrong. And I’d never been so goddamn glad to be proven wrong about something.

Every inch of Kennedy’s skin, those miles of legs, her tight hot curves, were on display for me. They were bare to my mercy. And I had every intention of taking my time.

I moved back between her legs and licked at her, tasting the slick sensation of her arousal on my tongue, heavy with promise. Kennedy’s body strained to touch me in return, and her breathing grew harsher as she was held back.

God, it was unbelievably sexy to have this power over her, to be able to tease and touch her like this. I could hardly stand it. My cock was so goddamn hard, I wanted to fuck her right now, just like this, but I held back. I wanted her to completely surrender to me and fall apart and that wouldn’t happen if I rushed this.

Perhaps there was a part of me that wanted to drag this out a bit because she had lied to me, hidden the truth of her identity from me. But this wasn’t punishment. I could tell that this was something she wanted, that this was something she’d been craving, yearning to have, an itch that had never been scratched. And I wanted, more than anything in that moment, to give that to her.

I licked at her folds and twisted my tongue inside of her, avoiding her clit until I could feel her entire body straining with desire—and then pulling away.

The look of fire in Kennedy’s eyes was intoxicating. She was quiet in bed, which normally I didn’t mind. But I was sure I could get her to beg for me. I just had to be patient.

Me, patient? Vincent would’ve laughed. But Kennedy was teaching me to be a better guy. Even if that patience was now showing up most predominantly in the bedroom.

I winked at her in response and moved down to her ankles, slowly kissing my way back up her legs.

“Marco…” Kennedy whispered, tugging fruitlessly at her bonds. “Marco,please…”

“I’m not sure you’re really desperate enough.” I wanted her practically incoherent by the time I let her come.

I worked my way back up to her dripping pussy and set my mouth on it again. This time, after teasing her for a bit, I sucked on her clit, flicked my tongue against it. I could feel her clenching down, her hips trying to buck up, drawing her so close to climax—

And then I pulled away again.

Kennedy whined, actually whined, this time. I grinned in victory. But I wasn’t done yet.

I moved away, back up her body, kissing slowly until I finally got to that beautiful mouth of hers, and kissed her properly, deeply.

Kennedy whimpered up into my mouth and kissed me back. I could feel her putting all of her energy into it, like since the rest of her body was tied down she could only channel everything into this one touch.

I sucked on her tongue, then slid mine into her mouth, gave her the deep kiss she was craving and then pulled back before she could get too comfortable with it. Kennedy gasped in frustration as I pulled away—and then arched as I slid my fingers into her pussy.

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