“Oh…oh…fuck…I didn’t know,”I stammer, my brain not fully functioning.
Placing a barely there kiss on each of my inner thighs, he slowly crawls over my thrumming body. Tenderly wiping the tears from my reddened face, his dark blue eyes drink me in. Hovering over me like the physical embodiment of sin, he moves his hand to hold my jaw.
Blinking up at him, I take in the look of satisfaction and desire on his handsome face. My arousal coats his mouth and chin, adding to his erotic godlike aura. I can’t get over how inherently sexy he is.
“I’ll do thatanytimeyou want me to, Princess,” he purrs, leaning down to lick a stripe over my lips. “But now that you’re good and ready, it’s my turn to play.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
Sutton
She’s going to make me cum too fast, I just fucking know it.
Yanking my boxer briefs from my foot, I throw them across the room. They hit one of the large windowpanes just a little too hard, spooking a trio of sunbathing crows on my balcony’s ledge. The chaotic flash of black feathers causes Dolly to shriek, then giggle. It’s the best sound in the world, so feminine and innocent. I swear I could listen to it all damn day.
Joining in with a chuckle of my own, I lean down to kiss one of the dark love bites I’ve left on her neck. I shouldn’t have been so rough and marked her the way I have, but the need to claim my territory was just too great. I’ll most likely leave more evidence of my ownership before the day is through.
“Damn birds, making a mess on our balcony,” I mumble against her skin as I work my way up her neck to her jaw.
Humming softly, she glides her soft hands over myshoulders and down my biceps. I feel her perfect body shift beneath me and I hold my breath. Spreading her legs wide, she lifts her hips in a silent plea. My cock is just as impatient, but I want to savor this as much as I can. She’s going to squeeze me too tight; she’s going to move just right. I know I’m going to lose my goddamn mind.
“Crows are my favorite, they’re so smart,” she replies, running her fingers along my chest. “If you’re nice to them, they will bring you little bits of treasure. I had a crow that would bring me presents because I would feed it every day after school. Shiny things…silver gum wrappers…paperclips…soda can tabs. They have a memory like a lock. Treat them well, and they will be your friend for life.”
Her story makes me pause, she is too good for this world. My heart squeezes at the thought of a little Dolly receiving a piece of trash from a crow. I can see her in my mind’s eye squealing with excitement over a balled-up gum wrapper. How in the world did I get so lucky as to have something so pure step into my life?
“Is that right, Princess?” I ask, my lips finding their way to her rosy cheek. “Well then, I’ll have to get us a bird feeder. I’ll put up with the mess if they make you happy.”
Taking in a sharp breath, her muscles tense beneath me. I continue to kiss the side of her face, waiting for her to gather her courage to say whatever is in that pretty little head of hers.
“You would do that for me?” she asks, her voice just atouch louder than a whisper.
Pulling away to look at her, my heart squeezes even more. Raking my eyes over her shocked expression, I lift the corner of my lips into a cocky grin.
“Of course I would. I’ll do anything to make you happy, my beautiful girl.”
She blinks at me for a moment, and I swear she morphs before my eyes. Gone in the span of a single heartbeat is the unsure girl that was trembling while taking off her clothes. She’s been replaced by something wanton and brazen. My oh my, my sweet little Dolly is now a desperate little minx. Aren’t I a lucky man?
Lifting a dark blonde brow, she slides her hungry touch towards my hips. Her long fingernails scrape over my skin purposefully, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Good God, now I’m the one that’s trembling.
“Anything, Sir?” she asks breathily.
Clenching my jaw to center myself, I slowly nod my head. I swear she’s trying to make me cum before I can even slip inside her pussy. I will make her pay for teasing me like this. Eventually.
“Anything, Princess.”
Her pink tongue darts out of her mouth to lick her lips. Slowly and deliberately, all the while giving me her best set of bedroom eyes. She’s trying so hard to be sexy, and God is itworking. I wonder which book she learned this from, I have a sudden need to thank the author.
“Well, I would be so very happy if you wouldfuckme, Sir,” she says, her voice warm and silky. “Please?”
My heart stops beating, I swear I flatline for a good ten seconds. Moving her hand between our bodies, she teases my cock with the lightest touch. It’s then that my soul is shoved back into my skin.
“How could I possibly say no to that, especially when you’ve asked me so nicely,” I say, my tone strained.
Smiling at me, I can tell she’s pleased that I don’t plan on denying her. Her fingers wrap around me, pumping my length with a grip that has a bit of hesitation in it. She’s trying so hard to please me, I know she wants to be what she thinks I want. I appreciate her effort, but I’m looking forward to showing her that she’s exactly what I want. She’s exactly what I’veeverwanted.
“Thank you, Sir,” she purrs.
Moving my hips against her hand, my breath becomes ragged as she works me. Her wrist flicks every time she reaches the tip, eliciting a groan from me that not many have had the privilege of hearing. I allow her the pleasure of toying with me, my eyes locking on hers so she can see the desire and darkness behind them. She stays with me, never blinking or shying away. Just as she did during our date. I go on, fucking her hand until my control snaps like a brittle twig.
