Page 47 of With this Ring

“Fuck, Petal…”

But on and on he went.

Ready to sob, she closed her eyes against the tears.

How much more was she expected to endure?

She was his to command, and it was on his terms only. “I—”

“Trust me, Petal,” he said, his voice deep with demand.

With those words, he once more leaned forward and used his tongue to tease her throbbing clit, even as he continued to finger-fuck her.

Every nerve ending flared with anticipation.

But the terrible, terrible Dominant continued to hold back, keeping her in the throes of pleasurable agony, tossing her head as release teased her, remaining just out of reach.

Gregorio withdrew his fingers, leaving her slick and swollen, yearning for the final push.

Then, as if to prolong the torture, he trailed his tongue down the length of her pussy, bring a hand up to press against the entrance to her rear.

“Tell me yes.”

“Yes.” She could deny him nothing. “Yes, Sir.”

At the gentle invasion, she trembled, clenched her muscles.Oh… My God…“Gregorio!”

As if he’d been waiting for her cries, he plunged his tongue inside her damp pussy.

Screaming, lifting her hips off the bed, waves of pleasure crashing over her, she shivered.

But he wasn’t done with her.

The echoes of her screams faded, and he pulled back momentarily, and then another climax claimed her, this one even more stunning.

Suddenly, she spun into a dizzying white haze and consciousness drifted away, leaving her floating.

She had no idea how much time passed, moments—minutes—but from beyond her awareness, she realized he was gently stroking between her folds.

Without her noticing, he’d eased his fingers from her pussy and her ass, leaving her satisfied, but strangely yearning for more.

“You okay, Petal?”

He mastered her body, making her respond in ways she had never imagined.

Her aftershocks subsided, leaving her with a sense of peace that she didn’t remember ever experiencing before. “That was…”Words didn’t exist to describe the soul-deep world he’d shared with her. “Spectacular.”

And that thought was quickly followed by another, chilling one. Walking away from him after this was over might destroy her.

“Spectacular?” With a slow smile and satisfied nod, he took in her reactions. “I’m afraid that’s not good enough. Time to raise the bar. Are you ready for what’s next?”

Chapter Eight

“Next?” Sasha’s voice contained an adorable squeak.

Her beautifully vibrant green eyes darkened into a deep, forest green, and her mouth parted with shock and desire.

Watching her reactions, seeing her surrender, hearing her breathless gasps, sent a wave of masculine satisfaction through him.

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