Page 72 of Indulge
She’s down on her knees, my cock in her mouth, looking up at me like the perfect menace she is.
My hand pushed into her hair, and I thrust in deeper, making her gag.
“Fuck, your mouth is sin,” I hiss.
Her tongue swirls around the bars.
“I’m close, baby.” I stroke her cheek. “You want to taste what you do to me now?” I ask her.
She nods, mouth full of my cock. Damn. I’m losing my mind over her.
Her nails dig into my ass, and she takes me deeper. My body shakes and I cry out her name as I spill into her throat.
“Good fuckin’ girl. Take all of me,” I praise, my voice hoarse.
As I slowly pull out, I lean down and grab her chin.
“Open your mouth,” I command.
She does as I say, and I grin as I see myself coating her tongue.
“Hot. As. Fuck.”
She swallows and I help her to her feet. My hands gripping her ass, her nails trailing up my chest. She’s smiling up at me. So pure, yet dangerous.
I’m certain Reggie was here earlier. I could sense him. And before this goes any further, I gotta speak to him. It’s the right thing to do.
But first, I kiss Bella, like it might be the last time.
“Baby, I can’t go any further tonight. Not yet.”
She can’t hide the disappointment. And neither can I.
“You know why. Messing around is one thing. Having sex? That’s another line.”
She looks down and I tip her chin up to me.
“I want to cross that line with you, precious. More than anything. But I don’t want to do that with guilt eating away at us. I’m not going to hide what this is between us. You’re not some sordid secret. Okay?”
She nods and sniffles, so I wrap my arms around her tight.
“I want to do this right. I want to look after you. And I want to explore every one of our kinks together. You get that, right? You were made for me.”
I cup her face, leaning in to steal another kiss.
“I get it, Rowan. And I respect you for doing the right thing and looking after me.”
I blow out a breath.
“I have a question.”
“Go on…”
“You know, you said earlier you normally get Reggie’s permission. Do you usually have sex with his girlfriends?” she asks, chewing on her lip.
I close my eyes briefly, trying to find the least fucked-up answer. But I ain’t going to sugarcoat it.
“Me and Reg, we never do girlfriends. We usually have a submissive that we have legal arrangements with to share her.”
