Page 82 of Gorgeous

Realizing he’s waging some unknown battle in his head, I answer for him, sliding his shirt down his shoulders, taking his tie with it. I leave the cufflinks, creating a makeshift restraint by tying his sleeves together.

“Breck. Take off my cufflinks.”

Knotting the bowtie through his shirt to his bedpost, I kiss up his straining forearms. “I think I like you just like this, Major Jameson.” I flash him a cocky smile and add, “At my mercy.”

Cade grunts, yanking against the knotted bowtie. “Don’t play with me. You know we can’t do this.”

My feet ache from the four-inch heels but I keep them on, feeling powerful over this giant of a man, and take a few steps back, admiring my handiwork. I smile victoriously at Cade, testing the resistance of the restraint. It’s good. He won’t get out too quickly.

“Breck. We can’t do this,” he repeats, but his tone is weak. He wants this just as much as I do.

Theo’s speech plays on repeat in my head. I need to find my place in Cade’s life and take control of what I want. And right now, I want to suck Cade off. I want to blow him so hard that he never thinks of that journalist again. He needs to let go of this fear that he’s going to hurt me. But most of all, I need him to see me. Nother. Just me.

My plan is to start slow and ease him into intimacy, hoping that one day soon he’ll be able to make love to me like I’ve dreamed of. He does not understand the lengths I would go for him. To be exactly what he needs. And right now, tied to his bed, he needs a release.

I take a seductive step forward.

“You know I can get out of this. And when I do…” He trails off, his eyes glowing with carnal need.

His threat only fuels my flame. “I’m sure you can, but you won’t.”

His head cocks to the side, measuring my words. “I won’t?”

Trailing a nail down his chest, I confirm, “No, you won’t. Do you want to know why?”

He tips his chin in my direction, eyes blazing with excitement. “Why?”

With a harsh yank to his pants, I unfasten his belt, leaving it open. The button is next. And when I ease down the zipper, I lean in, breathing my answer along his neck. “Because you want me too bad.”

Cade growls, testing the knot on his restraint but he doesn’t argue which tells me I was right on the money. He wants me. Enough that he’s willing to try again. Restraining him wasn’t such a bad idea.

I nip at his ear, grinning. “You do, don’t you?” Another bite. This time he pulls with enough power to move the bed. “Tsk, tsk, Major. Commander will be upset if you scratch the floors.”

“Fuck you, Breck.” His words aren’t intended to be mean because his eyes relay the simple clarity that he does indeed want to fuck me.

My laugh is bordering on irrational when I pull back, our eyes locked in a lustful stare. “I’m going to fuck her out of you, Major, until you only see my face.”

I push his trousers down in one motion, freeing his rock-hard length. It bounces against my stomach, eager to play. Caressing eight phenomenal inches of man, I stroke up and down, his hips moving against me. Cade groans, his head falling back in surrender.

“Watch me, Cade.” His neck snaps to attention, his breaths labored and shallow, his dick pulsing in my hand. “You’re a liar, Breck.” He inhales a ragged breath, his anger palpable. “You want me to think you’re meek, but you aren’t, are you?”

A devilish smiletugs at my lips as I ease off my underwear, slipping them over my black pumps. “No, Major. I am not meek, I’m powerful. I’m your kryptonite.”

Someone has to love him, and I’ve waited a year to do it. “That’s enough talking for tonight,” I chide. He groans, turning his head back and forth. My hand drops to his middle, taking hold of his balls. He stops moving, giving me the opportunity to stuff my panties in his mouth.

His eyes go wide with surprise.

“When I suck you off, you will only taste me, Major.”

Cade’s chest is rising and falling harshly as I shove my panties further in his mouth, gagging him. Forcing him to taste what he did to me all night long. Tense all over, he holds perfectly still, allowing me to bind him, tasting me on my panties.

I cup him gently, easing down onto my knees, my tongue tracing along the lines of his swollen sack. Slow, torturous, swipes have him on the brink, his muffled moans seeping through the lace of my panties wedged between his teeth.

“You want in my mouth, Cade? You want me to take you deep? You want to gag me, Major?”

His knees buckle at my filthy mouth, encouraging me further. Deep as I can go, I swallow him whole, pursing my lips around each vein, sucking harshly at the valley of sensitive skin between the shaft and head. Faster, my sucks become pulls, swallowing every inch of muscle I can take in. Wanting all of him, I fasten my hands around him, grabbing his ass, forcing him down my throat, gagging myself until my eyes water.

All Cade can do is go with my pulls. Thrust after thrust, I swallow his head, summoning moan after moan from his beautiful face. His eyes are waging a war between closing in pleasure and watching in fascination as I take his punishing thrusts.

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