Ruthless King

There was no doubt in her mind of who she belonged to.

Still, she had no objections to him doing any of that. Sliding between her thighs again, he grabbed her legs and pushed them back against her chest.

And then he feasted once again.

Holy. Heck.

It was amazing. He sent her higher and higher with each flick of his tongue against her clit. Her head thrashed back and forth as she tugged at the scarves around her wrists.

More. She wanted more.

“Please! Please!”

“Who owns you?” he murmured.

“You do. Please! You do!”

“That’s right. Me. You’re mine.” Picking up the vibrator, he slid it into her pussy. She groaned. She didn’t want the toy. She wanted him. Now.

And she wanted to come. So damn much that it was an ache inside her.

But then he switched it on, and she cried out in pleasure as the clit tickler teased her swollen nub.

It was too much.

How could he do this?

Pleasure rolled through her. He grabbed the base of the beads, turning them slowly inside her.

Oh God.

Jilly didn’t think that she’d ever felt pleasure like this. It was intense. Insane.

And then he drew the clit tickler away.

“Nooo!” she screamed. “I was so close.”

“Poor baby. We just have to clean you up a bit, though.” His mouth dropped to her pussy as he licked her lower lips.

Clean her up?

She wasn’t so sure about that. Jilly tried to take a deep breath to slow her heartbeat. But it was racing so hard, it was impossible.

A whimper escaped as he swirled his tongue around her clit. “There, that’s better.”

Drawing back, he placed the clit tickler back on her clit, teasing her. Tormenting her.

He was so mean.

This time, he tugged at the beads, pulling them out slightly, then pushing them back in.

The sensation was too much.

“I need to come!”

“Then come, my baby.”

Seriously? Shit. She thought he was going to keep teasing her, keeping her on the edge.