Purgatory Masters(56)

“I’m definitely hungry for breakfast, but I’ve changed my mind on the menu.” He licked his lips.

Her small whimper met his ears, making him glance up. No distress. He saw only desire on her face.

“Any problem with that?”

“No, Master. I’m all yours,” her tone as serious as his intentions.



Maggie’s heart beat so hard she was surprised it didn’t echo through the room. Tucker’s eyes had darkened moments before he bent to her core. She held her breath as his mouth hovered mere inches above her sex making her clench with greedy need. She’d learned enough about him to know he’d make her wait until he was good and ready before he fucked her. There’d likely be some torture involved first.

“Now be a good girl, keep your arms above your head and be still.” Tucker lapped at her slit from top to bottom and she nearly shot off the counter. Every nerve ending ignited and fired. He delved deeper, forcing her to clench her fists to keep from grabbing him. He was too damn good at this.

“You taste amazing. Much better than the cinnamon roll I was planning on.” Every deep rumble of his voice vibrated through her abdomen and straight to her clit.

“Wait.” She half-heartedly struggled. “You have cinnamon rolls?”

A sharp smack landed on her thigh. “Naughty submissives don’t get treats. They get fucked harder.”

The stinging imprint of his hand mingled with his words, making her moan. She’d give up cinnamon rolls for the rest of her life for this. Maybe.

His hands grabbed her knees and pinned her legs open while his mouth worked over her pussy. Maggie sighed, smothering the twinge of embarrassment over how wet he’d made her. How was this possible? She had no hope of ever resisting this man. One look—one touch—one word—and she was ready to do anything he wanted.

The beginnings of a violent storm gathered in her center, pulling her taut as she grappled with her complete loss of control.

“You’re going to make me come,” she warned.

He lifted his head, cutting off the direct touch she ached for. “And I’m going to swallow every drop and then make you do it all over again.”

His erotic threat pushed the tension inside her to the breaking point. His wicked tongue circled the swelling flesh of her clit, bringing her dangerously close to the edge. She only needed a little more. Maggie arched her hips and tried to get him to just the right spot…

To her dismay he lifted away from her. “I have half a mind to flip you over and spank your ass red.” He frowned and glanced around the room. “Don’t move.” Before she responded he crossed the room and disappeared around the corner.

Without his hands gripping her legs or his mouth on her body, some of the heat they’d generated began to cool. A shiver worked up her spine. Her mind wandered to all the things that had happened in her life to lead her here. She’d made so many mistakes and wasted so much time. The last thing she’d expected to find when she’d gone into hiding was someone like Tucker. She’d tried to build defenses to keep from getting into any more trouble and he’d shown up in her life with a wrecking ball, ready to knock down any barrier that might keep him out. She didn’t quite understand why.

“That’s some crazy hard thinking you must be doing.”

Maggie gasped. She’d gotten so lost in her thoughts she’d failed to hear his return.

“What’s going on up there?” Tucker tapped her forehead after he stepped between her thighs.

“Nothing important.” She shrugged off the lingering thoughts and looked down her body to see he’d gone to retrieve a condom. Her sex clenched at the sight.

“Unacceptable, little one,” he grabbed her hips and pulled until her butt hovered over the edge. Then he lifted her legs and placed her heels over his shoulder. “That was a little bit deeper than not important. His fingers slid slowly through her labia before he started an easy, torturous circling around her clit. Heat blasted from her head to her toes as the cooling arousal enflamed every last nerve ending it touched.

“Ahhh,” she moaned. How did he do this? The man had a magic touch or something.

“Now tell me what you were really thinking. Otherwise, I’ll keep this up for a very long time.”

“So not fair,” she gasped.

“Definitely not,” he agreed. “But neither is shutting me out. We have to communicate. Open up.”

He didn’t make it easy to concentrate on his words. Sensation layered upon sensation until her head threatened to explode all while his fingers worked her over without letting up. She wanted to come so badly and he purposely stroked her closer and closer without giving her the last little bit she needed to get there.