Page 78 of With this Ring

He’d been with subs with a lot of experience who didn’t behave as perfectly as she did. “What is it you want, Petal?”

“You,” she pleaded. “I have to have you inside me. I need to come.”

Clenching her buttocks, she seemed to struggle to fight off a climax.

“As long as you stay right where you are.”

“That’s…” She took a deep breath and forced it out. “You don’t ask for much.”

“I warned you it was an exercise in patience.” He grinned. “Not supposed to be easy, Petal.”But I do plan for it to be thrilling as hell.Her wait would make the eventual release all the sweeter.

He left her only for a moment, to wash his hands and to retrieve a condom.

Returning, he unbuckled his belt. The hiss from the leather sliding through the loops echoed through the room, and she gave a sexy little shudder.

After unzipping his jeans to free his cock, he rolled on the condom.

Once he moved behind her, he gripped her hips. “Are you ready for me, Sasha?” Her glistening pussy and swollen labia told him all he needed to know.

“Do it. Please.”

He exercised his own restraint, stroking in, claiming her a little bit at a time. She tried to wiggle back, but he issued a stern warning. “My pace, Petal.”

Though she squirmed, she didn’t utter any words.

Finally, he was balls-deep inside her, and he stilled.

“Ohh.”Her internal muscles clamped around him. “Gregorio!”

He bit back a groan. The sensation of her tight heat enveloping him was almost more than he could bear. He began to move, each stroke deliberate, measured, designed to drive her to the edge of madness. He held her hips, controlling the pace, refusing to let her rush him.

With each thrust, Sasha’s grip on the chair arms tightened, her knuckles turning white. Her feminine moans filled the room and echoed in his ears, a sound he’d never forget.

Leaning forward a little, Gregorio slid one hand around to her front, finding her clit and circling it with his fingers. She cried out, thrusting back against him, trying to urge him deeper.

“Not yet, Petal,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire. “You come when I tell you to.”

“But…I can’t wait.”

“You don’t have a choice.”

Her body shook as he continued pleasure her, relentlessly tormenting her clit, fucking her with a frenzied urgency.

Then there was a tightening inside him, a primal instinct to claim, to protect. This was beyond anything he’d shared with any other woman—something he would never have believed possible.

Gritting his teeth, determined to bring her off first, Gregorio fought off his orgasm.

He gently increased the pressure on her clit, rubbing in tight, quick circles, while he used his other hand to hold her in place as he drove into her.

“Dear God.” Her words were broken, barely audible.

This was exactly what he wanted, what he’d thought of since that night he’d had his first taste of her…her as needy for him as he was for her.

“Now you may come, Petal. Anytime you want.” He timed his motions on her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

“Ah!” She threw back her head.

“That’s it.” His voice was gruff and demanding. “Come for me like a good little submissive.”

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