Page 44 of The Sweetest Devotion

He stood watching me, making the act hot. Suddenly, I wanted to please him, to make him feel good and…

“You’ll tell me when you’re close, right?” I wanted to know, unsure if I was prepared to go all the way with this.

Keith shook his head.

Oh.

Gently, his rough hand caressed my jaw, lifting my head to meet his eyes. “Won’t you be a good girl and swallow for me?”

His thumb rolled over my bottom lip and I felt myself nod as I looked into his dark eyes, pressing my thighs together. My sex was throbbing at his tender touch and his attention.

Keith released me and I leaned forward and took his erect member into my mouth. It was too big to fit all the way, proving to be a challenge on my end on how I would break him.

I used my hands to assist my mouth, bobbing up and down, all the while keeping my eyes on his.

His skin was smooth, velvet on my tongue, and the more I tasted him, the more I liked it. He closed his eyes and his hands found my head, his fingers grazing my scalp.Heliked it too.

I took him out of my mouth and flicked my tongue along the tip, catching his salty early release, seeing how he’d react.

“Oh, shit,” he let out.

Grinning, I gave myself a mental pat on the back.

I put him back in my mouth, taking him as deep as I could, until I felt my eyes water. I took him out. Out and in. In and out. Sucking long and hard, warm and wet. Keith’s breathing was becoming jagged and he was groaning as his hands tugged on my hair.

“Kennedy.” His voice was light, vulnerable, weak.

Yes.Not so big and bad now, are you?

He came without warning. First a trickle, and then he was full-on unloading down my throat. He held on to me until he’d finished, and I had never felt so dirty, so used, so turned on in my life. There in some strange man’s house, being a good girl for him, on my knees in my Alexander McQueen pants while my fiancé was God knows where.

Keith stepped back and stepped out of his joggers completely before pulling me up to my feet.

I grinned pompously up at him. “Not so lousy, was it?”

He narrowed his eyes. “My turn.”

In record timing he helped me out of my clothing, leaving them in a pile on the floor. Keith laid me down, covering my nude body with his. Skin on skin, soft to hard, it felt intimate this time. He stared down into my eyes and I feared he’d kiss me. Steal my soul right from under me. Sensing my rules, his eyes trailed to my body instead as he began his descent.

His pressed a gentle kiss to my jaw, my neck, my chest. He took my left nipple into his mouth and sucked tenderly as he took my right nipple between his finger and thumb and tugged.

“Oh,” I whined at the sensation. My hips bucked up, ready and needy for attention.

Keith looked down between our bodies, chuckling. “In time.”

“Please,” I begged.

He moved on to my right nipple. “No.” He took my nub into his mouth and mimicked what he’d done to my left.

I bit down on my lip, trying to contain myself. It all felt so good. The anticipation. The feel of his weight on me. The way his smart mouth was also delicate.

Two fingers threatened to enter me and I moved to meet them, only to have them disappear.

“You liked it,” Keith noted of my arousal at what I’d done to him.

I refused to respond. Yes, I’d liked going down on him, seeing his handsome face contort in ecstasy, seeing him weaken at my will.

“Say it,” Keith urged, plunging his fingers inside of me. They didn’t compare tohim, but I was greedy and would take what he would give me.

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