Page 272 of Ruin Me Gently

My hips bucked hard, chasing the friction, the sweet, torturous heat of her.

And she just laughed.

I was shaking. Clenching my abs so hard I thought I might tear a muscle, and I moaned so fucking loud I was sure the entire penthouse shook. “Lilith—fuck, I—”

She caught my face inher hands, panting, pupils blown wide.

“I can’t come in you,” I choked out, hips twitching violently.

“I know,” she murmured, pressing a kiss to my lips. “Hold it back.”

She moved again, slower, this time, grinding down so deep I was about to cry. The pleasure was building furiously fast, molten heat blistering beneath my skin, throbbing at the base of my spine, then lower, coiling hard and desperate around my cock, right through my balls.

I wanted—Ineeded—to fill her up. To slam her down onto me and pump her so full of me she felt it for days.

I barely had the thought before my body betrayed me.

A vicious pulse shot through me, tight, urgent, too much, too soon.

No.No, no, no.

I clawed at my self control, biting out a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a pained snarl, fingers gripping her tight like that would help in any way.

“Silas—” her voice shot through me. She bounced, rode me, harder and faster. “I’m gonna come.”

She reached down and rubbed her clit frantically as she rocked against me, dragging me in deep, keeping me right on the edge of oblivion.

I gritted my teeth, panting through the brutal pulse threatening to tear me apart.

She threw her head back, moaning loudly, her release soaking us both in her orgasm.

I cursed, eyes slamming shut, muscles locking tight at the painful ache in my balls. I was seconds away from coming, from ruining everything, from pumping her full—

She lifted up from me, leaving my cock in the open air, nerves burning, thighs quivering from the strain of holding back.

She made her way down my body and kneeled between my legs, stroking me, pressing a soft kiss to the head of my cock.

“I’m so proud of you,” she whispered. “You did so well for me, Silas.” She kissed me again, then licked a slow stripe up my length. “Letting me come on you like that. Holding back for me.”

My chest heaved, something raw twisting in my stomach at the words.

Pride. Worship.

Fuck.

Her tongue flicked over the tip, tasting herself on me, humming in satisfaction.

“You’re always so good for me.” She sucked, slow and deep, hollowing her cheeks, dragging her tongue along the underside of my cock like she was savouring me, like she wanted to milk every ounce of pleasure out of me.

Then her hands dug into my thighs and spread my legs wider.

My breath hitched.

She looked up at me through her lashes, her silver eyes dark and unblinking, waiting for my permission.

I knew what she silently asking. I’d never had anyone do this before. But I nodded.

She dragged her tongue lower, teasing the sensitive stretch of skin between my thighs. Oh—fuck.

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