Mastered(66)

Evangeline hesitated, knowing she’d impulsively thrown down the gauntlet, and she couldn’t very well take a napkin and wipe the frosting from his mouth. She was faintly horrified at what she’d done, but it had been a compulsion she couldn’t ignore. His teasing had instantly given her the image of kissing and licking every bit of the delicious frosting from that hard mouth and, before she could think better of baiting the lion, she acted.

Who was this woman she’d never thought existed? She was acting like a sultry temptress and while one part of her was a little mortified, the other part of her was applauding the initiative she’d taken.

The look in Drake’s eyes had told her that she hadn’t made a mistake and now he was waiting, an air of expectancy surrounding him, for her to finish what she’d started.

Tentatively she cupped the hard line of his jaw and then leaned in, her tongue darting to the corner of his mouth where more of the icing had collected in a blob. She flicked, removing the sweet-tasting substance, and Drake groaned, giving her courage to continue.

She pressed her mouth to his, smearing the icing on her lips even as her tongue came out, licking delicately over the male flesh. Then she slid her tongue inward, so he could taste the frosting they now shared.

She sucked in his quick exhale, savoring it before continuing with her slow, sensual removal of the frosting. She covered every inch of his mouth, licking and sucking until there was nothing left but their lips fused solidly together. With one last, leisurely lick, she broke away, breathless, her gaze seeking his in anticipation of his reaction.

His eyes glittered dangerously and she shivered, wondering just what she had provoked. That look made her feel deliciously hunted, like she was prey and he was a predator poised to pounce.

He hoisted her up until she was on her feet and then stood, pushing her back a short distance. Facing her, he wordlessly reached down and unfastened his slacks, shoving them down his hips. Then he reached into his boxers and pulled out his straining cock.

All she could do was stare at his enormous erection, her breath held in anticipation. Excitement, nervousness and a host of other sensations scuttled around in her belly until she felt light-headed.

“Take your fingers and coat every inch in the frosting,” he said.

Shocked, all she could do was stare incredulously at him, not at all sure what she’d gotten herself into. She was frozen and incapable of moving. All it appeared she was capable of was standing there with her mouth gaping open.#p#分页标题#e#

His eyes narrowed and she knew she’d displeased him, which left her with an odd sense of failure that she didn’t at all like.

“Are you questioning me?” he asked in a dangerously quiet tone.

“N-no,” she stammered out. “But . . . but what if someone walks in?” she asked in a desperate, hushed tone, as if the walls had ears, and from what she’d observed so far, they did indeed seem to have just that.

He frowned, his look of displeasure intensifying along with the sinking sensation in her chest.

“First, no one would dare intrude when I’m alone with my woman, and furthermore, if I tell you to suck my cock and someone does walk in, I expect you to keep doing exactly as I’ve instructed. Do you understand?”

She bit into her bottom lip to quell the instant protest on her lips. Instead she slowly nodded her acceptance.

“Who do you belong to, Angel?” he asked in a harsh tone.

“Y-you,” she whispered.

“Who owns you? Who are you to always obey without question?”

Oh God. What had she done? And was this truly what she wanted? The sane part of her screamed no, that she was crazy for even contemplating it. The impulsive part of her reminded her that she had signed on for this fully aware of Drake’s demanding, dominant nature. It wasn’t as though he hadn’t been clear enough in his expectations. He couldn’t have been more blunt.

“You, Drake,” she said, relieved that she sounded stronger and steadier than before.

He reached out to cup her chin firmly in his hand.

“Then you need to get on your knees and put your mouth where I told you.”

Dutifully, she sank to her knees and then shakily reached for the cupcake, swiping a goodly amount onto her fingers. Her touch was tentative as she smeared the sticky substance down the length of his extended cock. Satisfied that she’d done as he’d asked, she tossed the cupcake into the wastepaper basket near Drake’s desk and then turned back, eyeing his erection with new appreciation.

She knew he was big. Her body had protested his intrusion when he’d made love to her, but she’d been too mindless with pleasure to really pay attention to his size. But now, she wasn’t so sure she was going to be able to pull this off.