earned him another glower, but she obeyed.
If he pushed her into blatant rudeness or actual disobedience he’d have the pleasure of administering some discipline. Another treat he planned to thoroughly enjoy. If she behaved, he’d reward her by letting her bring him to climax. Given her response to his orders, Tori would cream herself long before he released. He might forbid her orgasm, allowing her another way to please him.
Gideon took back the bottled water and picked up a handmade truffle. A nibble assured him the quality hadn’t been diminished by the week-long wait in the refrigeration unit. He held the treat close enough for her to catch a whiff of the rum, espresso and gingersnap crumbs he’d combined with the bittersweet chocolate. “Take one small bite. Let it melt on your tongue.”
She obeyed, closing her eyes as the piece of truffle hit her taste buds. Her expression made every hazard involved in arranging the confection worthwhile.
“Oh my God, that’s amazing. May I have more, sir?”
“One more bite,” he gruffly allowed. His ego swelled and his voice lowered, growing thicker and darker than the chocolate candy.
Tori nipped off a dainty bite and he popped the rest of the treat into his mouth.
Only a few minutes alone with her and his hard cock had developed its own heartbeat. He had genuine empathy for Marcus and Horace. The woman was incredibly responsive and she didn’t say no. He needed to control himself to avoid abusing her.
The seduction technique he’d practiced worked too well. Mechs didn’t quit and they sure as hell didn’t fail. But he’d never faced this kind of test.
Her sweet mouth parted, waiting for more bits of chocolate from his hand. His gaze lowered to her full breasts with their dark-coral tips. Then he dipped lower to stare at the gateway to paradise. His discipline was already smoldering around the edges. The woman spread in front of him was liquid fire, his balls felt like explosive charges waiting to blow and his cock a sizzling fuse.
A few steps back, to Alaska or better Siberia, would be the smart move. He ignored his own advice and leaned in to lick a fleck of cocoa powder from the corner of her distracting lips. Vague plans to keep his perspective vanished in the heat arcing between them. He licked into her mouth, savoring what belonged to him. She tasted like dark chocolate, hot woman and her own special sweetness.
Soft hands slid inside his one piece, gentle tugs followed then the faint scritch as the uniform opened, making more room for his hard-on.
Thoughts of stopping her drifted through his consciousness, but he needed to subdue her provocative tongue first. He deepened the kiss.
Tori’s hands stilled and she pressed closer, molding her curves to shelter his hardness. The musky notes of arousal, his and hers, thickened the air. Her rigid nipples scraped against his, sending an electric thrill straight to his cock. Then her busy fingers brushed the sensitive slit of his cock head, spreading the pre-cum over his crown and down his shaft.
Only the tenderness of her pussy kept him from tipping her back on the bed and plunging into the silken clasp of her cunt. Even knowing she needed more time to heal, it took everything he had to break the kiss. He sucked in a deep breath and stilled her clever fingers by capturing both her wrists and holding them over her head with one hand. “You don’t touch without permission.”
“May I touch you, sir?” She gave him a sultry glance.
He took a much-needed step back. “On your knees in front of me, hands locked behind your head.”
Tori scrambled off the mattress, folded her legs and wove her fingers together.
“Legs spread.”
She complied.
He inspected her position and grunted approval. He idly picked up a second truffle, bit off half and rolled the rich chocolate around his mouth. A few seconds later, the confection was a memory, he held out his hand. “Use your tongue to clean my fingers.”
She
If he pushed her into blatant rudeness or actual disobedience he’d have the pleasure of administering some discipline. Another treat he planned to thoroughly enjoy. If she behaved, he’d reward her by letting her bring him to climax. Given her response to his orders, Tori would cream herself long before he released. He might forbid her orgasm, allowing her another way to please him.
Gideon took back the bottled water and picked up a handmade truffle. A nibble assured him the quality hadn’t been diminished by the week-long wait in the refrigeration unit. He held the treat close enough for her to catch a whiff of the rum, espresso and gingersnap crumbs he’d combined with the bittersweet chocolate. “Take one small bite. Let it melt on your tongue.”
She obeyed, closing her eyes as the piece of truffle hit her taste buds. Her expression made every hazard involved in arranging the confection worthwhile.
“Oh my God, that’s amazing. May I have more, sir?”
“One more bite,” he gruffly allowed. His ego swelled and his voice lowered, growing thicker and darker than the chocolate candy.
Tori nipped off a dainty bite and he popped the rest of the treat into his mouth.
Only a few minutes alone with her and his hard cock had developed its own heartbeat. He had genuine empathy for Marcus and Horace. The woman was incredibly responsive and she didn’t say no. He needed to control himself to avoid abusing her.
The seduction technique he’d practiced worked too well. Mechs didn’t quit and they sure as hell didn’t fail. But he’d never faced this kind of test.
Her sweet mouth parted, waiting for more bits of chocolate from his hand. His gaze lowered to her full breasts with their dark-coral tips. Then he dipped lower to stare at the gateway to paradise. His discipline was already smoldering around the edges. The woman spread in front of him was liquid fire, his balls felt like explosive charges waiting to blow and his cock a sizzling fuse.
A few steps back, to Alaska or better Siberia, would be the smart move. He ignored his own advice and leaned in to lick a fleck of cocoa powder from the corner of her distracting lips. Vague plans to keep his perspective vanished in the heat arcing between them. He licked into her mouth, savoring what belonged to him. She tasted like dark chocolate, hot woman and her own special sweetness.
Soft hands slid inside his one piece, gentle tugs followed then the faint scritch as the uniform opened, making more room for his hard-on.
Thoughts of stopping her drifted through his consciousness, but he needed to subdue her provocative tongue first. He deepened the kiss.
Tori’s hands stilled and she pressed closer, molding her curves to shelter his hardness. The musky notes of arousal, his and hers, thickened the air. Her rigid nipples scraped against his, sending an electric thrill straight to his cock. Then her busy fingers brushed the sensitive slit of his cock head, spreading the pre-cum over his crown and down his shaft.
Only the tenderness of her pussy kept him from tipping her back on the bed and plunging into the silken clasp of her cunt. Even knowing she needed more time to heal, it took everything he had to break the kiss. He sucked in a deep breath and stilled her clever fingers by capturing both her wrists and holding them over her head with one hand. “You don’t touch without permission.”
“May I touch you, sir?” She gave him a sultry glance.
He took a much-needed step back. “On your knees in front of me, hands locked behind your head.”
Tori scrambled off the mattress, folded her legs and wove her fingers together.
“Legs spread.”
She complied.
He inspected her position and grunted approval. He idly picked up a second truffle, bit off half and rolled the rich chocolate around his mouth. A few seconds later, the confection was a memory, he held out his hand. “Use your tongue to clean my fingers.”
She
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