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My lips pursed around him, and I moaned long and low, feeling the vibrations between us before flicking my tongue.
He cursed before he hissed out a long breath. I tugged on his trousers, trying to bring him closer.
“So that's how you want to play today, baby?” he murmured, too controlled to be anything but deliberate.
“Mm-hmm,” I hummed since it was rude to talk with my mouth full.
The air shifted, and I felt the tension in his thighs as his muscles flexed and hardened beneath my touch.
“I hope you don’t have any more meetings today that require you to speak,” he said, releasing my breasts.
My heart raced, not in fear but excitement, from the gauntlet he threw down.
The change in him wasn’t something I saw—it was something I felt.
A controlled darkness rolled off him, settling heavily in the air.
His hands slid beneath my head with a deliberation that made my pulse leap, each movement too steady, too intentional, as if he were anchoring me in place.
“Give me that throat, little toy,” he said, his voice low and husky.
I tried to nod, but failed.
He hit the back of my throat once, twice, testing me before he thrust forward, instantly stretching me open until my pussy clenched.
“There you go,” he crooned. “Nice and open for me to use now.”
I hooked my hands around the back of his thighs. My eyes watered when he began to rock back and forward, but I held myself open for him.
His fingers tightened, and he began to thrust harder, pushing more of his length until I felt him in my neck. My throat pulsated around him as I tried not to gag at the sudden brutality.
“Fuck, I can see my dick in your throat,” he grunted, continuing his savage pace. “Ruined.”
I was ruined a long time ago, but I rebuilt myself, hardened my core and being with Silas allowed me to breathe again. Ironic, really, since I was struggling to regulate my breathing through my nose.
“Everly,” he panted my name.
Mine.
His wet balls brushed against my nose, and I opened my eyes. My face was dripping wet from his erratic movements. I inhaled deeply before tightening my lips around him to create more friction. I cupped his balls, rolling and tugging on them.
“Fuck, baby! I’m gonna blow,” he snarled, pumping his hips back and forth.
Then I felt him swell in my throat, and he groaned. With each groan, I felt his hot come spurt out. He pulled back, leaving his cock in my mouth, allowing the remnant of his come to coat my tongue. I swirled my tongue around his sensitive tip until he gasped.
Damn. Men were so easy.
Chapter 23
Silas
She licked and swallowed while squirming on the bed. I let her not because I was in control, but because I couldn’t move yet. Her nipples were taut, and I palmed her breasts before her swollen belly caught my eye. I leaned down to kiss her stomach, smiling when I detected her heady scent.
My mouth watered.
It was time for some payback.
But before anything else, I took a breath, letting the weight of the moment settle.
