Page 46 of With this Ring

He’d be satisfied by nothing except her complete capitulation.

Unable to believe she was going to do this, she breathlessly managed, “Lick me.”

“That’s a start. Keep going.”

“And…” She couldn’t.

“I’m waiting.”

“Fuck me with your fingers.”

“So damn good, Petal. But there’s one thing you’re forgetting.”

What?

“Put it all together, for you. For us.”

The pieces clicked.

Stunning herself, she pushed past her comfort zone. “Please,” she whispered. “Lick me, fuck me, Gregorio. Make me come.”Make me yours.“Please, please, please.”

Intentionally, he pressed his thumb against her clit, igniting a desperate flame. “You’re so close to getting what you want, Petal.”

Understanding dawned.

Suddenly, she knew what he wanted, and she was willing to give into his demands in exchange for the satisfaction that he held just out of reach. “Gregorio, please. Lick me, finger-fuck me, please. I need this so much.” She looked at him. With everything in her, she added, “Please,Sir.”

“Holy hell. Yes.” He growled. “That’s my good girl.” He leaned in, and the warm, wet heat of his mouth enveloped her, sparking erotic excitement through her body.

He was masterful, flicking and darting his tongue, awakening her to sensations she’d never before experienced.

Moaning, she bucked her hips against him.

She was close… So close. “Don’t stop,” she pleaded.

As he continued his teasing torment, tension swelled in her, and the world began to tip off its axis. She whimpered. “I can’t take this anymore. I need to come…”

Then suddenly, he pulled back, causing her to cry out in frustration.

“Not yet.” His eyes were intense, and his expression was dark.

This was going to be on his terms. “But—”

“I know you need it.” His gaze never left her. “And I’m going to give it to you when I’m ready.”

With that, he slid two fingers inside her, slowly at first, exploring her wet-hot core.

At the sensual intrusion, she sucked in a deep breath, and her pussy tightened.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice low and rough.

He moved in and out, his motion a slow, steady rhythm that drove her wild. “More,” she whispered, begged.

Gregorio smiled his satisfaction.

He twisted his fingers, stretching her, and her body clenched around him.

“I can’t hold back any longer.” Yearning for completion, she arched her back.

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