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So what was the last part? He’d said three parts, and the rice and ginger were only two. She hoped to god there wasn’t any wasabi in the bag and he was planning to make her some sort of punishment sashimi. Then again, Linc didn’t really seem like the sushi type.

“I’m going to go wash up,” he told her. “Don’t want to get ginger anywhere I don’t mean to.”

Oh, Nova didn’t want that either.

He came back quickly and deposited himself in the chair once again. This time, he undid his jeans and drew his cock out. Stroked it. The long, thick erection was far more appetizing than ginger and rice, and Nova’s mouth watered.

“Last part of your punishment is doing some cockwarming. You’re not going to suck or lick or move on my cock. You’re just going to take your figging while you kneel on that rice, and have my dick stuffed in your mouth. If you do anything but sit there passively for the next fifteen minutes, I’m going to pinch your nipples, hard. Do you understand the rules, little girl?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Then come forward and open your mouth.”

SeeingNova on her knees was something he’d love to repeat, and not as part of a punishment. Her knees and shins were going to be marked up and sore for hours. And yet she looked at him like he was a gift. She really was perfect.

When Nova shifted her knees forward, she was still on the rice, but now she was close enough to take his dick between her lips. Which she bent down and did. Her mouth was a warm, wet, silky cavern, and it was going to be absolute torture for him to sit still and not tell her to forget the cockwarming and blow him. Given the way she’d looked at him when he’d asked how she felt about sucking cock, she probably wouldn’t mind.

Well, this would be a lesson in patience for both of them, and when it was over, he knew what their reward was going to be. Provided Nova could behave, anyway.

The first stroke of her tongue came about five minutes in, and it was right at the sweet spot on the underside of his head. The sensation made him hiss and grab the chair so he wouldn’t buck into her throat.

“What a naughty girl, Nova,” he scolded when he could get ahold of himself. “No licking.”

He had to bend down to grab her nipples and then pinched them, hard, as he’d said he would. Apparently that wasn’t a great idea for a deterrent because she moaned and the vibrations on his cock made his eyes roll back in his head. Christ, he had nine more minutes of this absolute torture. Linc had never fancied himself a super bright guy like Owen or Taj, but this had been really fucking unwise.

It didn’t help that she was looking up at him with her big, beautiful eyes with their blown pupils. He knew her knees and shins had to hurt and she’d probably tightened her ass around the ginger when he’d pinched her nipples which would’ve made her hole burn. Despite the pain she must be in, her nipples were firm little buds whenever he had to reach for them, and he was convinced she was soaked between her legs. Either she was quite the masochist or she was so turned on by everything else that she was getting aroused despite the torment he was visiting on her knees and bottom.

Around the ten minute mark she swallowed and he almost spilled down her throat. If he felt this good when she wasn’t doing anything, how good would it be when he allowed her to pleasure him? Couldn’t think too much about that or he’d start fucking her face and it’d be all over.

At long last time was up, and he stroked her cheek.

“All done, little girl. You were a little naughty, but on the whole I think you did very well.” He could swear her eyes glittered, like his praise was worth a whole jar full of those sapphire shards they’d panned down at the mines. “You can—”

He was about to tell her she could take his dick out of her mouth and get off that godforsaken rice, but he was brought up short by Nova circling the base of his cock with a hand and going to work, making excellent use of the mouth that had been wasted for the past fifteen minutes. She licked and sucked, and used her other hand to cup and lightly tug his balls and he was close, so close.

“Nova, you—”

He was never going to finish another sentence again because she took him deep into her mouth and swallowed, and fuck, squeezed the head of his cock while her tongue moved against his shaft and—

“I’m gonna come, Nova. If you don’t—I—fuck.”

Linc knew he might look like a roughneck and all the work he managed to pick up was firmly in the dirty jobs category but he did try to be polite. Especially when it came to his jizz. Had to respect if and where a person did and did not want a wad of spunk.

He’d tried to warn her, and either she was cool with him coming in her mouth or she was too distracted to get out of the line of fire. Either way, in return for the phenomenal climax she’d just sucked out of him, he was going to give his Little girl an orgasm that would send her all the way from Montana to Enclave. He could hope anyhow.

Nova was still sucking him gently, maybe cleaning off every last drop, which, damn. He could pass out in this chair, but she deserved more than that. So he stroked her hair and cupped her cheek until he could gather enough brain cells together to tap her jaw.

“Enough, shortcake. Enough. C’mere.”

Chapter 24

After she let his softening cock slip out of her mouth, Linc slid his hands under her arms and lifted her onto his lap. It was funny—her knees and shins had been a loud but constant buzz of pain, but like when clamps were released, it almost hurt worse now that she wasn’t kneeling on the tiny grains anymore. Plus the ginger was still creating a not-so-sweet, stinging, fiery heat in her backside, and the cockwarming had been torture, followed by doing what she actually wanted to with Linc’s dick. Was she going to be in trouble for sucking him off without permission? He hadn’t stopped her, but maybe she should’ve asked?

Her fretting was stopped in its tracks by Linc cupping her jaw and turning her to face him.

“That was incredible, little girl. You made Daddy feel so good. That wasn’t what I meant to happen but the only thing I’m sorry about is that you got punished for longer than I meant you to. Give Daddy a kiss and then we’ll get you cleaned up.”

It didn’t take much in the way of urging for her to lean into his body and wrap her arms around his neck so she could kiss him and be kissed. He slipped a hand into her hair and sculpted it around her nape, then used his grip to pull her in closer. The casual dominance made her melt and she opened for him, letting him lick into her mouth so their tongues could tangle.

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