“Everything I can give?” Lucan thrust gently, still letting me set the pace.
“Everything.” I reached between us and grabbed his dick, thumbing the bead of precum off the tip.
Lucan’s hungry eyes followed as I raised my hand to my lips and sucked his taste off my thumb.
An explosion of salty-sweet filled my mouth.
I groaned as he caught my wrists.
“You’ll tell me if it’s too much.” His voice was raspy with lust.
I nodded, smiling as excitement from his words coursed through me.
“This isn’t a game, Riley.” He regained control and lifted me so we were both sitting on our knees. “I need to trust that you’ll speak up for yourself.”
Bossy Lucan was so damn hot.
The shiver that raced along my skin had me arching forward, seeking his warmth again. “I swear I’ll tell you to stop if it’s too much.”
“Good.” His praise made me blush as he pressed a kiss to my forehead, resting gentle hands on my hips.
But that wasn’t what I wanted, I needed—
“I know what you need,” he growled.
Lucan’s pupils were slitted and his eyes burned as he captured my chin, crushing my lips in a beautiful, almost painful kiss that left me gasping when he pulled away.
“Turn around and crawl that sexy ass to the top of the bed.”
I’d never felt more bold as I did obeying his command. As slowly as I could, making sure to draw out the tease, I moved to where he said.
More than once, I had to bite down on my smile at hearing the feral growl behind me.
When I got to the pillows, the bed dipped under Lucan’s weight.
Then his hands were on my thighs, stroking and running along the length of my back and down again, spreading my legs wider.
“Look how pretty and wet this perfect pussy is for me,” he praised with a growly purr.
Heat scorched my skin at his words.
His hand dipped between my legs and slid forward to pinch my clit, rolling it between his fingers to soothe the sharpness and eliciting just enough pleasure mixed with pain that I cried out.
“More.”
“You want more?” He wrapped his other hand around my chest, drawing my breast into his massive palm and brushing his thumb over my sensitive nipple. “Tell me, do you still want it rough?”
My body answered for me.
Slick gathered between my thighs as I arched my back, pressing myself harder into his hands.
“Use your words.” His laughter rumbled against me as he pressed a kiss to my shoulder.
“Yes.” I pushed myself up, gripping the headboard so I could move his hand deeper where I wanted it. “Harder. Please.”
“As you wish.” He slipped a digit inside and then another, scissoring his fingers as he pinched my nipple between his finger and thumb, giving it a delicious tug.
“Lucan, I…” I panted as he moved his hand to my other nipple, giving similar attention to my clit. “I need you.”