His lips move back to mine, and he kisses me so deeply I get swept away with him. When my hips buck off the table to meet his, he pulls back from me. “I never thought I would do this again,” he admits.
I stare back up at him, wondering what he means.
His hand dusts over my body, cupping my tits before he moves down lower, running a finger through my short pubic hair. “It’sbeen a long time for me, Sloane.” He hovers just above my clit, not actually touching me. It’s as if he’s testing out the idea.
“How long?”
His eyes meet mine, a vulnerability washing over him. “Nine years.”
Oh shit. I almost can’t believe it. But knowing how much he hates himself for what he did to me, I do. “Touch me, Orlando, I want you to.”
His finger slides through my wetness, and I feel the shiver run over him. His eyes don’t leave mine; they’re almost scared.
“Erase our past. We both need it,” I tell him when he doesn’t go any further.
Then without warning, he plunges his finger deep inside of me.
I cry out a moan, him finally touching me feeling so damn good, it lights up every part of my body.
He moves in and out of me, pumping me with his finger. I widen my legs to give him better access, and that earns me a cheeky-as-fuck smile. As I relax, he’s right there with me.
“More,” I beg him when I can’t stand the delicious torture anymore.
“My treasure is a greedy girl.” He plunges a second finger inside of me.
“Yes.”
Then his head dips and his tongue is on me. He works me into a frenzy using his tongue to play with my clit as his fingers stretch me. A wave comes over me, and I know I’m close. My hips rise off the table to meet his mouth, my hands gripping his hair as I ride his face shamelessly. Right as I’m about to cum, he pulls back from me, shaking his head from side to side with a wicked smile on his glistening lips.
“When you cum it’s going to be on my cock, greedy girl.”
“Well, you better get your cock out and start fucking me because I’m about to tip over the edge.”
He lets out a low chuckle before he moves back up my body, his lips finding mine once more. He tastes like me, and something in that only turns me on more.
He pulls back with a devilish grin on his handsome face. “You taste so fucking good, I could eat your pussy all day.”
“Don’t you dare, I need to cum.” I reach for him again, but he swats me away.
“You didn’t earn the right to cum again today, treasure.”
This is my punishment, I see it in the seriousness of his eyes. “Fuck you,” I spit back at him, propping up onto my elbows.
His lips twist up at the sides. “When you can show me you’re a good girl and you can play nice, I will give you what you crave.”
My eyes narrow. “More games.”
“You knew the rules.” He taps my pussy, and a fresh wave of arousal goes through me, and I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips. He takes a step back from the table. “Touch yourself again and I will make you wait longer.” He strides back through the room toward his den.
I stare at the back of him, desperate need throbbing through me. “You’re just going to leave me like this?” I call after him, but he’s gone, shutting me out as he slides the door closed.
Chapter 14
I’mcurleduponthe sofa with my book when Orlando joins me in the living room with a tumbler of amber liquid in his hand. I glance up at him quickly, then back to my book. I haven’t been able to look at him properly since he left me naked and practically begging him to finish me off on the dining room table this morning.
I’m still vibrating with need and reading this spicy book doesn’t help my problem. Part of me wants to test him, see what would happen if I just stripped bare in front of him right now and started playing with myself because he won’t. What would he make of that?
As I read about Cynthia sucking on Rhett’s cock while Dominic eats her out, a pool of wetness drenches my panties. In my imagination it’s Orlando on his knees in front of me while I suck Romeo’s cock. Twins, that could be damn interesting. Especially twins that hate each other. Would they be able to share me? And why the hell do I hope so.
