Page 196 of Tall, Royal Hater
And he kept going. Swapping long, pulsing sucks for quick flicks, tearing each desperate sound out of me just like I’d asked. Messy, hard, and fast. When he pushed two fingers into my dripping pussy, rubbing in quick flutters on a magical spot, I couldn’t stop panting and writhing against him. Marking his face with my wetness. Watching him watch me. Running to the edge he chased me towards.
“Fuck, you’re so good,” I whimpered in encouragement, perspiration coating my skin as my body overheated with an impending explosion. “Such a good boy. Keep going. Don’t stop.”
He didn’t change his pace, didn’t change what he was doing, only huffed a noise of arousal, and the gorgeous sound,the sensation, flung me off into a bright oblivion.
The pleasure of my climax lasted as long as my pained yelp—either one second or ten before it turned into a choked whine as Shehryar kept me riding the tingling aftershock with gentle swipes of his tongue. I tugged him away from my sensitive clit and slumped back, trying to catch my breath, but my cunt still convulsed with hollow hunger.
Thenot enough, more, give me morethrum only strengthened as I greedily mapped the panting definition of stunning beforeme. Lips swollen and wet, hair pointing in every direction, and a painful-looking bulge in his black trousers.
“You’re so beautiful when you come, little menace,” Shehryar grated and pressed a light, sticky kiss just under my belly button piercing. “Again. I want to see it again.”
A gasp flew from my mouth as he abruptly whirled me around by my thighs. I slammed my palms on the table for balance, but my elbows were forced to bend as Shehryar weighed a heavy hand against the centre of my back. He prompted a shudder from me, grazing his blunt nails down my spine until both hands gripped my arse cheeks.
I glanced over my shoulder just as he spread them apart, his face inches from my wet core. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a jab of blushing awareness that made me want to shift away, but the deep ache his starved expression fed inside me had me desperate to arch further back instead.
His dilated gaze collided with mine, and my heart and clit whimpered in sync. “May I taste you again? Please.”
I nodded, eager and open-mouthed. “Yes.”
The groan that erupted from me was matched by Shehryar as he licked from my clit all the way through the swollen seam of my pussy, drinking me up shamelessly.
“So good,” he moaned, thick and lusty. “So fucking good, little menace.” He swirled his tongue around my clit again and up my sex. “I want more.” And again. “So much more.”
I moaned as he prodded his tongue between my pussy lips once, twice before licking up higher, not stopping, pulling my arse further apart and licking dangerously close to—
“Shehr—” I squeaked and grabbed a chunk of his hair, ripping his face back from me.
He painted the picture of a drugged beast, tongue hanging out, eyelids heavy, frowning as if he didn’t quite understand why he’d been stopped from feasting. “What’s wrong?”
I widened my eyes like he was insane. “Where the fuck do you think you’re trying to lick?”
“I want to eat your ass.” Arousal sliced right down my middle, and my grip slackened on his hair. He immediately took it as an opportunity to sway closer. “Can’t I?”
My tongue fumbled over itself. “It’s not—it’s not that you can’t. But you’re not going anywhere near my ass until I’ve showered.”
One corner of his mouth twitched up. “If that’s the only issue, then I’m more than happy to wait,” he purred, pressing his mouth to one curve of my derriere. “But make sure you wash it properly for me, menace, inside and out. Because I want to play with your ass in every way you’ll let me tonight.”
He sunk his teeth into my skin. I hissed through my teeth. Then the fucking dickhead winked, all sexy, smug prowess, and the bubbles in my core lurched.
Why is he so stupidly hot?
It irked.It didn’t.I loved it. It made my insides flutter and pulse in equal measure.
My mouth tilted in a replying smirk as I twisted my fist in his hair and yanked his gasping face further up. “Oh, don’t look so fucking smug, Sheri. You’re not playing with my ass…”
I skated my gaze down to his lap then back up. “Until I’m done playing withyou.”
Chapter 48
Mariyah
Ihummed a light tune as I wiped a grey towel under my breasts, drying the last of the dampness off my skin in front of my bathroom mirror. After rubbing it once more around my neck, I splayed the towel to dry on the tall, metal radiator between the white sink and toilet.
Returning to the big, rectangular mirror above the basin, I pinched the clip in my twisted hair and dragged it out. I sat it next to a little blue remote on the slim glass shelf attached to the mirror and took my time finger-combing the light tangles from my hair.
I grinned at myself in the mirror, feeling confident, powerful, gorgeous, and still aroused as fuck. I checked out my naked body one last time, then nodded, satisfied. But I paused on my way to the door, nearly leaving behind the most important thing.
“Can’t forget you,” I murmured as I swiped up the little blue remote from the shelf.
