“My turn,” she purred, straddling his hips.
Malcolm’s eyes widened in surprise, then darkened with lust.“Always gotta be on top, huh?”he teased, his hands settling on her waist.
Larissa leaned down, her lips barely brushing his.“You know me,” she murmured.“I like to be in charge.”
She captured his mouth, relishing the low groan that escaped him.Her hands roamed over his muscular chest, tracing each defined contour.
As Malcolm slipped his hands up her sides, thumbs grazing the undersides of her breasts, Larissa found it impossible to care about anything beyond right now.Her breath hitched as he skimmed her ribs, electrifying her body, bringing every nerve ending alive with sensation.
Unable to resist any longer, she reached down, sliding her hand across the impressive bulge in Malcolm’s sweatpants.
“Fuck,” Malcolm hissed, his hips jerking involuntarily.
Satisfaction coursed through Larissa as he hardened further under her touch.“Seems like I’m not the only one enjoying this,” she murmured.
“You have no idea.”
The raw need in his voice sent chills through Larissa’s body.She’d always known Malcolm was attractive—it was hard to miss those broad shoulders and sculpted muscles—but she’d never allowed herself to fully acknowledge the depth of her attraction.
Until now.
With a wicked grin, Larissa slid off Malcolm’s lap.His brow furrowed in confusion, but before he could protest, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants.
“Larissa, you—” Malcolm’s words cut off abruptly as she tugged his pants down, freeing his straining erection.
Larissa’s mouth went dry at the sight.“My, my,” she purred, sinking to her knees between his powerful thighs.“Looks like the rumors about you weren’t exaggerated after all.”
Malcolm’s chest heaved as he looked down at her.“Are you sure about this?”he asked, though he made no move to stop her.
“Now you think you should try to stop me?”
“This is a dangerous game we’re playing.”
Larissa met his gaze.“I’ve never been afraid of a little danger,” she replied, ghosting her fingers along his length.“Have you?”
She wrapped her hand around his impressive girth, savoring the velvety feel of him.As she stroked upward, his cock twitched in her hand, eliciting a deep, guttural moan from him.
“God,” he breathed, his hands clenching at his sides.
She smirked, relishing her power over him.“I’ve barely started, and you’re already falling apart,” she teased.“Where’s that famous control of yours?”
“Don’t get cocky.I’m just getting warmed up.”
Larissa raised an eyebrow.“Is that so?”Without breaking eye contact, she leaned forward and flicked her tongue across the tip of his cock, lapping up the bead of precum that had formed there.
Malcolm’s breath hitched.“Fuck,” he growled again.
Larissa swirled her tongue around his shaft.She’d fantasized about this more times than she cared to acknowledge, but the reality was so much better.His taste, his scent, the way his muscles tensed under her touch.
“You like that?”she murmured, her lips brushing against him as she spoke.
Malcolm’s hand came to rest on the back of her head, not pushing but a gentle encouragement.“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”
Larissa’s heart skipped a beat at his words.“Funny,” she said, pausing to place a kiss on his inner thigh.“I was thinking the same thing.”
Larissa took Malcolm’s length into her mouth, relishing his sharp intake of breath as she slid down his shaft.She set a steady rhythm, taking him deeper with each pass, her tongue working in tandem with her lips.Malcolm’s hands fisted into the sofa cushions, his knuckles turning white with the effort of restraint.
“You’re… God, you’re incredible,” he groaned, his voice filled with both pleasure and desperation.
