Page 38 of Trustfall

I nod my head, electricity already traveling down to my core at his soft dominance.

“Words, Emory.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

A rush of heat spreads to my cheeks. God, I could come from those two little words alone, but then I’d miss out on whatever is about to happen, and something tells me this is all going to be worth the wait…however long it may be.

A fraction of a second ticks by, and then Luke rips my panties off, and his mouth is on me.

“Shit,” I say, my hips involuntarily lifting off the couch to meet his movements.

He starts with a few gentle licks before increasing his speed, sucking and nibbling my clit with a soft touch. He brings his fingers back to my entrance, pumping in and out. It doesn’t take long before the familiar warmth spreads throughout my body, and I brace myself, waiting for the glorious fall. But as I’m about to tip over the edge, Luke removes his mouth and fingers in one swift motion.

No, no, no.

How did he know I was so close?

Sitting back on his heels, he chuckles, and it’s not lighthearted or even cocky. It’s devious.

“You said do your worst,” he reminds me. “You still with me?”

“Yes,” I pant, narrowing my eyes as he dives back down and sucks my clit into his mouth. I cry out, so close again, only for him to rip his mouth away at the last second. He repeats this maddening process over and over. Working me up, only to stop abruptly as my orgasm is about to crest. He makes sure his movements are almost everything, but not quite. Not deep enough. Not hard enough. Not fast enough. Not enough friction.

He does it until I’m a panting, sweaty mess. Until I’m begging and whining for him to let me come.

I bargain.

I promise him anything and everything.

But he doesn’t let up. He just smirks and starts all over again, waiting just long enough to let the orgasm fade before he’s back on me.

“I know, baby. I know you wanna come,” he soothes as he sits back for the fourth time. Or maybe it’s the fifth. I’ve lost count at this point. “It’s gonna feel so fucking good when you finally do. I promise it will be worth it.”

Then he dives back in.

I contemplate saying red so many times. It becomes a chant in my head.Red. Red. Red. Just say it. Say it, and he’ll make you come…

Or will he stop altogether? I’m not sure how safe words work in this situation.Either way,I don’t want him to stop. I’ve started to enjoy the chase, the thrill of not knowing when he will let me come. My clit is throbbing and swollen, and when he brings me back from the brink again, he looks at it like it’s a masterpiece.

“So pretty,” he muses. “You’re doing so well, Em. You’re almost there, baby.”

“I can’t. Please, Luke.” I whimper. “Please let me come.” I squeeze my eyes shut, attempting to fight the urge to cry.

“Emory, look at me.” When I don’t immediately follow his command, he takes his free hand and gently grasps my chin. My eyes fly open.

“I won’t ever give you more than you can handle. I will make you come, but you have to be patient. Can you do that for me?”

His voice is so calm. So sweet. But I want to scream at him to take his patience and shove it up his ass. I want to knock him out, reach down, and take over. I want to run to my room and grab my vibrator. One single pulse from it, and I would be a goner. But I don’t do any of those things. I couldn’t, anyway. He made sure of that.

“I can do it,” I say, and I hate how desperate and raw my voice sounds. Luke smiles. This time it’s reassuring, and I relax a little. But when he continues his slow torture, I start to think he might keep me here forever. In the middle of my living room. Caught in an endless loop of near-orgasms.

Then finally—finally—he takes pity on me. This time when I get close, he spears his tongue straight into my pussy and rubs my clit in fast circles with his thumb.

“Now, Emory. Come for me, baby. Soak my fucking face.”

And I do. I fall straight into oblivion, writhing and screaming and shaking. I fall so fast and so hard that I worry I might pass out. I see stars. Not metaphorical ones—literal stars. They float up and over my head before disappearing into thin air.

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