Page 120 of Hide and Seek
That fucker. He’s not about to get to his knees and beg. He’s going to make me work for it.
Knight shrugs out of his shirt, putting that delicious body on display, killing me with those strong abs, pecs, and tattoos, and when he reaches for his belt and slowly unbuckles it with one hand, my mouth starts to water.
God. I’m a sucker for this man.
His belt hangs open and my gaze lingers on his pelvis, knowing exactly what hides beneath. “Come,” he commands, his deep tone demanding complete submission.
I don’t move a muscle, not even to smirk at him. This is my game, not his.
His gaze narrows, his jaw clenching, and when he takes the end of his belt and rips it from the loops, my whole body trembles with need. He holds the belt in both hands, his muscles bulging as he remains controlled.
“Come to me now, Harper-Rayn.”
Yes, Daddy.
As if not having a single say in what my body does, I find myself pushing off the door frame and slowly gliding toward him, desperately needing to please, desperately needing his touch.
My chest heaves as I step right in front of him, my gaze locked on his as if anxiously awaiting the next set of instructions. Knight watches me, just as captivated as I am, and when he lifts his hand and brushes his fingers down my body, starting at my ribs and ending at my hip, my skin prickles with goosebumps.
He hooks the belt around my body, gripping it hard on both sides, and hastily pulls me in so that I fall against his wide chest with both hands braced against his warm skin. He leans in as a gasp slips from between my lips.
“You want to please me, doll?”
I nod, and he loosens the belt from around my waist before suddenly cracking it against my ass, making me jump. I gasp again, my core throbbing, desperate for more, and damn it, I push back against the belt, hoping like hell he does it again.
“Knees.”
I suck in a breath and within seconds, I’m down on my knees with his belt looped under my ass, my fingers gripping the front of his pants. I hastily pop the button, and just as I grasp the zipper, he takes my chin, lifting my gaze to his.
“Spread your knees.”
I don’t hesitate, spreading them wide, and when he groans, fire erupts deep in my body.
“Look at you, my feisty little vixen. You’re starved for me.”
I nod and he runs his thumb across my lip before pushing it inside my mouth. I close my eyes, rolling my tongue over his thumb, and when I open my eyes again, his stare is full of fury and lust.
“Take me in your mouth, doll, right to the back of your throat,” he rumbles. The conviction in his deep tone demands my complete obedience. “You’re not going to stop until I say so. Do you understand me?”
Hunger pulses through my veins, and as I keep my stare on his, I pull the zipper down and reach in, freeing his massive cock. My hand curls around his base, slowly trailing up and down his length. I lean in, teasing him with my tongue as I roll it over his tip, watching the way his control falters, his muscles flinch, and his eyelids flutter.
“This morning you said I was your divinity,” I murmur, my lips gently brushing against his velvety skin, feeling his angry veins beneath as a teasing smile pulls at the corner of my mouth. “Now let me show you how much of a devil I can be.”
Knight groans and looks at me in awe, and it’s as though he can barely believe that I’m real, and damn it, I’ve never felt like such a woman. I don’t waste a single moment, opening my mouth and taking him deep, blowing his mind with my tongue.
I grip his base, moving my hand up and down with my movements, and as if on cue, he reaches around the back of my head and wraps my hair around his wrist. “Fuck, doll.”
Despite the overwhelming need to grin like the Cheshire cat, I maintain my composure, working him right to his tip before diving back in, my tongue teasing every inch of his impressive length.
His grip tightens in my hair, and he groans. “Mmm. Just like that.”
I take him deep, pushing myself as far as I can take him. Sucking, nipping, teasing. He’s delicious, and after gliding downhis thick cock one more time, he detonates, coming hard and spurting hot pulses of cum into my mouth.
I swallow every drop, and when he releases his hold in my hair, I settle back on my heels, staring up at him with pride. He gazes back at me, his eyes shimmering with awe when he holds up his hand, using a pointer finger to indicate for me to rise.
I do so immediately, taking his hand and standing before positioning myself right in front of him. “Good girl,” he rumbles, his words making something spark deep in my chest. “Now, walk this ass over to the bed.”
I grin, stepping around him and slowly making my way over to the bed, making sure he gets the perfect view of my body. He watches me walk away, his dark eyes locked on my ass, and I grin to myself, having a good idea how this is going to go.
