Once Upon A Half-Time 2(137)

“Maddox…” I whispered. “We can’t do this.”

“Try and stop me.”

His lips circled my clit—a little warning for what was to come. One suckle would launch me from the bed directly into his arms, onto his cock. That part of me was always too sensitive, too easy for him to control with a nip, touch, fuck.

He kissed my slit and smirked. His curling finger teased inside my pussy. And that mischievous arch of his eyebrow was enough to push me over the edge. He wielded a cocky, expectant stare, as if he understood my body better than I did myself.

He was right.

He spoke with his mouth full—completely vulgar and one of the sexiest things I’d ever heard. His tongue lazily dragged over my clit to earn a shiver. My fingers twisted in the comforter. My hips arched to meet his touch.

“Tell me you love me,” he ordered.

I shook my head. It was the biggest mistake I made of the night.

His nibble on my clit turned to a bite. I stiffened and ached for his next punishment—a tongue, a cock, whatever he wanted to give me.

My body strained to come…

But Maddox pulled away. He shook his head.

“Not until you say it, Sweets.”

God, that wasn’t fair! I was in agony. I reached to soothe the ache between my legs. He batted my hand away, preventing me from cheating.

“I’ll let you come once you’re honest with me again.”

“Please, Maddox.” I didn’t know what I begged for. I hoped that it was just the orgasm and not an unspoken plea to deny what was in my heart.

“I might take pity on you.” He stood and hooked his fingers in his belt. The leather unfastened as he stared at me. “Think you can convince me that you deserve it?”

The belt looped behind my neck. I froze, but he coiled the ends around his hands. A little tug and I got the idea. I dropped off the bed and knelt at his feet, belt holding me in place by my neck.

I stared at a bulge so big and thick it must have hurt.

“What do you want?” I panted through swollen lips.

“Surprise me, Sweets.”

Was it possible for my pussy to overheat? I clenched, wet and unfulfilled and hot as an oven. I trembled and pulled his zipper down. The belt tightened around the back of my neck, holding me close to his hips.

He took complete control of my body.

And somehow I still trusted him.

His jeans kicked off. I gasped. His cock bobbed thick, angry, and already teased with a bead of cum on the tip. I had pleasured him before, many times before, but never as a bribe to get my own release.

He thought he had the upper hand, but I’d never once disappointed him with my tongue.

I held his thick shaft and teased him with a gentle lick on the underside, only the base. He groaned as I tickled him to the throbbing head. The belt tightened over my neck, but I still had control.

I kissed the tip of his cock, and my tongue darted around the head. Maddox swore. I gazed up at him, at his beautiful body that strained, completely tensed. Every muscle bulged. Every tattoo darkened. His scars shone in the low light. His forearms flexed as he tightened his hold on the belt pulling me closer to him. I curled my hand around his leg for balance.

He shook. Maddox needed this as badly as I did.

And so I took him in my mouth. Slowly. Inch by agonizing inch. He heated my tongue with his soft, velvet skin, stretched taut over a cock with a worse reputation than the man who owned it. He was too big for me to swallow, but Maddox never complained when I worked hard to pleasure him with the few inches I could handle.

The belt suddenly tightened. The leather strained against my neck and pulled me in. His cock thrust between my lips, and the thickness nearly suffocated me. I squealed. Maddox looked down.

“Easy, Sweets. Let me feel you.”

The belt loosened, but his shaft hadn’t popped from my mouth. Slowly, I accepted more and more, taking too much of his length down my throat. The belt guided my head, but he didn’t force, only grunted with a feral complement as he used my lips and tongue to please himself.

How did I ever take so much of this man inside me? I savored the head, licked the sensitive underside, and let his belt completely overwhelm me. He trapped me between his body and the leather, helpless as his hips bucked and he took my mouth for his own.

“Goddamn, Josie.” The belt tightened. “You have no idea how much I missed this.”

Except I did. I had missed him too.

So much.

I groaned, distracting him with a curl of my tongue as his eyes closed. My body absolutely ached with a pained frustration, and my little clit painfully pulsed. He wasn’t watching.

I could get away with a touch, just a little relief.

I teased between my legs, but I hardly played before Maddox caught me.