Page 198 of Tall, Royal Hater
Insanity burned at the back of my eyes, thriving off the thrill of teasing him, as I smiled mockingly at his pathetic expression. “It almost looks like you came already.” I arched a stern brow. “Though I specifically told you not to. And I’m gonna be pissed if you couldn’t even obey such a simple command.” Turning the vibrator all the way up, I leaned towards him. “Did you come without permission, Sheri?”
Pre-cum slid down the twitching crown of his dick as a hoarse whimper flooded out from his mouth. The noise sent two opposing magnets colliding inside me, creating a shower of breathtaking sparks.
He shook his head so fucking earnestly, my heart clenched. “No, no, I didn’t—I didn’t. But…” His glazed eyes crinkled at the corners. “I want to. I want to—please. I can’t hold it—I can’t—”
My narrowed stare cut him off. “Where was the question in that sentence? Because I didn’t hear it.”
He swayed forward. “May I—may I come? Please, please, Mariyah.Please.”
Oh, fuck…
I eased towards him, hypnotised by the whining way he beckoned me, and turned the vibrator low. “You plead so beautifully, Sheri,” I whispered as I traced two fingers down the line of sweat from his temple. I dropped one finger as I grazed through the hairs on his jaw and tucked a digit under his chin. “Maybe I should let you…”
“Please.”
“Hmm…” I nudged his chin higher. “Are you sorry for being a bad boy?”
He bobbed his head against the tip of my finger. “I am. I am—I’m sorry.”
I slid to the edge of the mattress. “You promise to behave for me too?”
“I promise.”
“Good boy.” I kneeled in the space between his legs, and he sagged towards me, nuzzling his jaw fully into my palm. “Go on, Sheri.” I turned the vibrator all the way up before dropping the remote by my thigh. His gasp sang to the tune of its buzzing noise before he hissed through clenched teeth as I wrapped my free fist around his cock. “Show me how gorgeous you look when you come for me.”
I slid my palm with ease up his thick, sticky length, swiping over his tip and down to meet the love egg, my skin tingling from the vibrations. Shehryar’s heady expression screwed in, and he let out a succession of short, hoarse sounds, his head weighing heavy in my hand.
“Mar—” He choked on a breath as I squeezed a little tighter on my drag up. “Fuck, I—fuck…Mar—”
He turned his mouth into my palm and roared out a curse as his whole body locked up. His cock jerked as he came in hot spurts all over my fist and his own stomach. And fuck, the way he trusted me to hold him and ground him in that moment, his contorted expression, the way his dazed eyes didn’t quite leave my face, became the most beautiful core memory.
When he winced in discomfort, I released his dick and swiped up the remote. I switched the vibrator off, and he slumped further against me, his damp forehead gently knocking into mine.
“Fuck…you’re—you’re evil, little menace,” he rasped through panting breaths.
I chuckled as I dropped the remote. “Don’t you forget it,” I replied and slipped my other hand away from his jaw to use both hands to unwrap the toy from around him. He gave a slight, sensitive jerk when I first touched him, but the love egg fell into my fingers and rolled off onto the carpet.
Then I angled my face, and he must’ve sensed it from my movement, because he lifted his head, and our mouths met in a slow, soothing, timeless kiss. He weighed forward with a little gruff breath, bending me back and lavishing a sucking tug on my bottom lip as his hands came up to frame my jaw.
The cogs in my mind stuttered under the confusing sensation, slowing the eager movement of my mouth. But roughened fingers urged my chin higher even as his kiss turned into a string of pecks.
Something ain’t right here…
My brows pinched as I tried to figure out what was amiss.
I felt Shehryar’s lips slowly rise in a lopsided smile between two long pecks, the pads of his fingers tickling just under my ears. One single chuckle bubbled from him.
Wait!
Eyes flying wide, I ripped away and found myself blinking into his wicked, dancing stare. Hands that had moments ago been bound behind his back wereun-fricking-bound and cupping my face.
My swollen lips parted further. “How did you…”
“You have a habit of forgetting that I’m a trained soldier, little menace,” he purred, dragging one thumb down the central line of my neck. “You were never going to keep me restrained for long with such a basic knot.”
Oh, yeah…
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath.
