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Ian stared down at her, not understanding her desperate expression until she began to tremble in obvious orgasm. He’d never been in a woman’s mouth before while she came. He’d never considered a woman’s pleasure before while he’d been taking his own.

More fool him.

He groaned uncontrollably at the sensation of her sweet, hot mouth quivering around his cock. Unable to stop himself, he furrowed his fingers through her smooth hair and slid farther into the heaven of her. She made a squealing sound deep in her throat, the sound vibrating into his cock along with her delicate shudders of orgasm. He slid out a few inches to give her some relief. She almost pulled his trigger when she continued to pull on him with an eye-crossing suction and slapped her tongue repeatedly against the head.

He opened his mouth to rebuke her but stopped himself at the last moment, thrusting into her mouth again. What sort of an idiot corrected something so fucking good? He let her control the movements for a moment, watching her in intense arousal as she ducked her head, sliding his cock back and forth between her pink lips energetically.

“That’s right,” he murmured. “Just take as much as you can.” A thrill went through him. Her obvious enthusiasm went a long way to making up for her inexperience. And she was strong. She gripped him like a vise. Her suction was exquisite, but still he challenged her.

“Suck harder,” he said, beginning to thrust his hips in rhythm with her bobbing head. He growled, low and feral, when she surpassed his expectations. He watched as her flagrantly pink cheeks hollowed out, and he felt them touch the sides of his thrusting cock.

It was too much. He pulled back gently on her hair. Her eyelids opened sluggishly, and she looked up at him, the vision of her spread, cock-ravaged lips and dark eyes shining with arousal scoring his consciousness.

“You must take me deeper,” he said gently. “Breathe through your nose. If it feels uncomfortable for a moment, know that I won’t let it continue for long. Do you understand?”

She nodded, the trust and arousal he saw in her velvety eyes making him clench his jaw hard. He held her stare as he thrust forward and felt the tight ring of her throat enclose the tip of his cock. A shudder of pleasure went through him. She blinked and gagged but contained herself sufficiently not to balk. He groaned and slid out of her throat. “That’s right. Breathe through your nose,” he soothed even as he thrust into her again. This time, he grimaced when his cock leapt in excitement while lodged in her throat. “I’m sorry,” he rushed to say as he withdrew. He cringed inwardly when he saw two tears run down her cheek.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

She widened her eyes as if to reassure him, and nodded, causing his cock to bob. He grimaced as pleasure stabbed through him at the sign of her eagerness . . . her generosity. Thank God, because she was loveliness personified. He knew he wouldn’t stop. He knew he couldn’t.

He held her head with both hands, holding her stare as he thrust shallowly in and out of her clamped lips, drying the teardrops on her cheek with his thumbs. The glow of arousal had only grown stronger in the dark orbs of her eyes in the past several minutes, but he saw something else there; something that seemed to bless his sin.

“You please me beyond measure,” he said.

He held her steady and thrust into her throat yet again. He lost himself for a minute, everything going black as he took his pleasure in Francesca’s sweet mouth and she granted every one of his desperate, depraved wishes. His eyes sprang wide when he felt her shudder while he was thrust deep. He started to withdrawal in deference to her discomfort but realized she wasn’t gagging.

“Sweet Francesca,” he grated out, emotion swelling high, bewildering him, when he realized she was coming yet again.

He exploded into her throat, roaring as brutal pleasure tore through him. Even so, he still had the presence of mind to withdraw, coming as he thrust on her tongue. His face clenched tight as he watched her, unable to look away from the spellbinding image of her flagrantly pink cheeks, the helpless expression in her shiny dark eyes as she succumbed to the bliss of having pleased him so well.

Her slender throat convulsed as she swallowed. He continued to shudder and come, unable to stop the scorching waves of pleasure even though Francesca appeared to be having difficulty keeping up with his ejaculations. His suspicion was confirmed when she moaned, her clamping hold on his cock loosening momentarily, and some of his semen spilled from the corner of her lips.

He gasped uncontrollably and clenched his eyes shut, another sharp jolt of climax shaking him, the vision of her burning into his brain. How could an innocent make him so helpless, flay him to the bone, turn him inside out until he felt as raw, as naked, as exposed as he insisted she become for him?

The wild thought made him crack open his eyelids. His clawing hands had loosened her rose-gold hair from the clips at the back of her head. Mussed tendrils of the silky stuff fell down around her white shoulders and brushed her cheek. Her eyes were like dark beacons. He stared down at her lush, erotic beauty like she was the first thing a recovering blind man saw.

He slowly withdrew his cock from her mouth. Her sustained suction caused a wet, popping sound when he cleared her lips. He briefly shut his eyes at the cruelty of being separated from her warmth.

Neither of them spoke as he helped her to her feet and unbuckled the handcuffs. She whimpered softly when he turned off the vibrator.

“I had it on too high for you,” he said, his voice sounding flat to his own ears, perhaps because he knew he lied. The vibrator wasn’t that concise or powerful. She’d come repeatedly while he’d ravished her, while he’d used her mouth for his pleasure, because she was so sweet and so responsive and . . .




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