“Yes.” She nodded, panting with need. “That’s what I want. Please.”

Her impassioned plea went directly to my groin. With my mouth watering, craving a taste, I lifted one of her slender legs over my shoulder. I gazed at her wet, pink folds. She was wet forme. Voracious hunger assailed me with such catastrophic force that I would have staggered under the weight if I hadn’t already been on my knees.

“Gideon,” she whimpered breathily. Her delicate hands gripped my shoulders, the sharp bite of her nails fueling my lust. I was going to make her come screaming my name.

“Just hold on to me, honey.” Parting her folds, I swiped my tongue through her crease.

Mmmm. Her sweet, musky flavor hit my taste buds and acted like a bomb to my lust. Had there ever been a woman who tasted this sweet?

Not in my memory.

I lapped at her pretty cunt, reveling in her breathy whimpers. But I needed more. I wanted her writhing and begging me to come. I wanted all of her. With that thought in mind, I latched my mouth against her pussy and devoured her.

Chapter sixteen

Take Me, Dear Leader

Kylie

Ohmygod!

A tsunami of pleasure slammed into me. My fingers slid into Gideon’s feather-soft dark hair and grabbed tight. This man and his tongue—his glorious, marvelous, fucking depraved tongue—delivered stroke after earth-shattering stroke against my clit. He ate my pussy as if it was his favorite delicacy and he couldn’t help but gorge.

He plunged his tongue inside, thrusting in and out of my pussy.

“Gideon,” I cried, tossing my head back. The pleasure was so intense I worried I’d become addicted. My leg trembled from holding myself upright. A supersonic force of bliss raced through my veins.

God, I needed to come so badly. I wassoclose. Just a little more friction, and I would implode.

“Just trust me and hold on,” he roughly murmured. Then he latched that talented, hungry mouth onto my pussy.

The possessive look in his eyes made something seize inside my chest. Was it wrong that I wanted him to own me? Even as guilt swam in my chest because I still wanted Axel. And the thought of being with both at the same time filled my mind as Gideon’s tongue thrust deep.

Rocking my hips as he fucked me with his tongue, I issued a garbled moan.

It was so good. The pleasure…god, the pleasure.

Gideon lashed my clit. He kept his passionate gaze open and on me like he was testing which movement made me lose myself the most.

He issued a series of fast brushes, flicking his tongue against the swelling bud. Then switched to lazily circling the distended bud until I worried I would dissolve on the spot.

But then he suctioned my clit into the hot cavern of his mouth, and I was a goner. My eyes rolled into the back of my head. I rocked my hips against his mouth, aching for more friction.

“Please,” I begged.

“Not yet. Give me more.” He growled and went after my pussy like a starving man.

Each swipe of his tongue against my clit drove me wild. I descended into a frenzy. One where desire reigned and clouded everything. And this man, the head of my security team, became the focal point of my universe.

How could he not? He stripped me bare one delicious stroke of his tongue at a time.

Gripping his hair, I watched his dark head between my thighs. I couldn’t get over the sensual look on Gideon’s face. Like he was doing this for his pleasure instead of mine. And it was deeply arousing.

Though the haze of lust had taken hold, I hadn’t forgotten about Axel and his exquisite lovemaking. Quite the opposite. I relished the difference in their touches. Whereas Axel had worried he would hurt me given the sheer magnitude of his size, Gideon wasn’t worried at all. If anything, he challenged me with his ardent passion.

“Please, Gideon, I need to come,” I pleaded, near tears my need was so immense.

At my imploring, he growled and amped up his fervent attack. He went from sixty to a hundred in three point five milliseconds, plunging his tongue inside me again and again. I rode his face, grinding my sex against his wicked tongue. My body trembled. My climax neared.