Page 150 of Her Beast

She looked startled, her cheeks coloring, but then she smiled, and it spread across her face like a sunrise.

“You like that.” She looked justifiably proud of herself and then glanced down. “Oh,” she said leaning closer. “You’re becoming wet,” she swallowed hard, her eyelids suddenly drooping.

“Is teasing me making your sweet pussy all swollen and slippery, Julia?”

Her lips parted and a soft grunt escaped, the wealth of need in the faint sound making him drunk with desire.

“That was a wicked thing to say,” she whispered.

He lifted an eyebrow. “Pussy?” he taunted.

Rather than become flustered, as he’d thought, she lowered her mouth and tongued his slit in erotic retaliation.

Malcolm squeezed his eye shut and drew in a shaky breath, the image of her tongue on his cock branded onto his brain—probably for the rest of his life.

When he opened his eye, she was staring, rapt.

“You see the power you wield, Julia?”

She nodded, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

“You like that, do you?”

Again, she nodded. “I want to please you—tell me how.”

Christ and hell and damnation.

∞∞∞

This was, Julia decided, even better than having Malcolm’s mouth between her thighs. This was the power she’d felt before, but instead of a meandering river, this was a tidal wave crashing through her, spreading through her veins to every part of her body.

It was the sort of feeling that could become addictive.

She already wanted more.

“I want to please you—tell me how.”

His nostrils flared and his hot blue gaze turned black.

Julia made him do that—with only words. What could she do with her mouth?

“Take the knob into your mouth and suck,” he said roughly, his raw need thrilling her. “Mind your teeth and don’t try to take too much or you will choke yourself—which could be bad for both of us.”

“But Maisie took all of you.”

He snorted. “You are a competitive little thing, aren’t you?”

“Tell me how she did it,” she persisted.

“Practice,” he said dryly. “Lotsof practice. You will see once you have me in your mouth that I feel larger than I look—that is the nature of cocks.”

“You sound… knowledgeable.”

“I am.”

Have you—” she couldn’t bring herself to complete the sentence.

“Have I sucked cock?”

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