Book 2: Chapter 16

“Stop!” he gasped finally.

He pulled my hair hard, forcing my head up to look at him. With a lustful growl, he swooped down and captured my mouth like a soldier capturing a war criminal that he had been searching for.

“God, I can taste myself on your lips,” he whispered, his breath ragged.

My pussy clenched again at his words as they fanned the flames burning inside me. He picked me up effortlessly, allowing me to straddle him and press my body tightly against his. I reveled in the feeling of his hard solid frame and the sense of safety I felt with him.

His mouth captured mine once more and his tongue invaded my mouth instantly as if he could not get enough. I let out a gentle moan as our tongues sparred and danced together. Finally, he captured it and forced it into submission then, seemingly pleased with himself, he pulled away.

“That was amazing, sweetheart,” he whispered leaning his head on mine. “You made up for your insubordination very well.”