Page 78 of The Verdict

My hand slid along her cheek and into her hair, my mouth returning to hers like she was my only source of oxygen. She reached for the waist of my pants, and my groan turned to a hiss of hot air when her fingers undid the zipper and freed the pressure on my straining cock.

I didn’t want to rush—to take control—and I didn’t want her to hurt herself, so I quickly stripped out of the rest of my clothes, leaving me naked in front of her.

“Dios mío.”Her husky appreciation made my dick thicken.

Every other time had been dark and fast and rough. And the last few days, I’d only let myself bring her pleasure, never undressing, let alone finding my own release.

“Fuck…”The sound that came from my chest was inhuman when she fisted one hand around me, the other cupping my balls.

I reached for her shoulders to stop her. Or steady myself. To do something as pleasure ripped violently through me.

Four days of working one out in the shower when I left her each night was like putting a Band-Aid on a bullet hole. I wasfucking bleeding out with lust, and she was the only thing that could save me.

“Did it hurt?” She sank to the edge of the bed, my cock weeping right in front of her eyes as she stroked me.

“It fucking hurts now,” I ground out, ready to come all over her perfect face when she dragged that pretty pink tongue of hers over her lips. I swallowed hard. “And yeah, it hurt then.”

Blinding fucking pain when they drove the metal through my dick. But we were all doing it.No pain, no gain.The piercing. Six months of healing and no sex. But afterward…

“What’s it called?” She continued to pump her fist along my length. “I know it’s not a Prince Al?—”

“Apadravya,” I ground out, my tongue thick and stumbling over the word that meant a bar that pierced horizontally through the head of my cock. “And never say another man’s name when you’re holding my dick.”

Her eyebrows shot up, and then she smiled coyly. “Okay.” And then her tongue flicked out over one of the metal balls at the end, barely catching my skin before she did the same to the other side.

“Fuck…”I didn’t get a chance to exhale before she licked the drop of precum she’d caused to appear and then closed her lips over the head of my cock.

“Merritt,” I growled and gripped the back of her head, my body trembling as I watched her full lips stretch over my dick. This wasn’t torture. Torture teased the possibility of escape—of release. This was a slow death. A slow, unavoidable death.

She moaned, and I pushed deeper. “Fuck, you look so beautiful—” I broke off with a groan. “Never more beautiful than when you let me in.”

I wasn’t just talking about her body, though,Christ,the way she sucked my dick made me feel like she could steal my soul right out of my damn body.

In and out. Along her tongue. The roof of her mouth. I didn’t stop until I felt the back of her throat stretch to fit my piercing.

In and out. Minute after minute. Her heat. The suction. The hold of her hand on my balls.

“I’m going to come,” I warned low, barely catching my breath when she slowed and let me slide from her mouth.

Her lips were swollen and slick, a bead of saliva running toward her chin. “Do you want me to stop?”

Yes. No.

“You,” I bit out. “You’re in control.”

She stared at me for a long moment, so long that I started to shake from being without her touch. But then she slid back onto the bed. One after another, her clothes came off, and I drank in the sight of her. Golden skin. Tanned nipples. The ruddy seam of her scar.

“Am I?”

I went down on one knee, quaking when her legs widened instantly to let me between them.

“God, yes.” I bent forward as her hand came for my head, clutching me hard as my mouth found her wet cunt.

I groaned as I devoured her. Her fingers knotted my hair, her hips rocking against my mouth. My eyes closed, losing myself in the heady sweetness that coated my tongue and the tremors of pleasure I brought to her body.

The quakes grew stronger. Faster. My tongue moved over her clit like her orgasm was to be my last meal.

“Rhys!”She pulled roughly. “Take me,” she ordered, her eyes glittering.

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