Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 60768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60768 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
I’m so hard it hurts, cock leaking against her thigh, but I don’t push. I just hold her, kissing her slow and deep while her breathing gradually evens out.
She pulls back just enough to look at me, eyes dark and uncertain. “Poe…”
I brush a strand of hair off her face, thumb tracing her swollen bottom lip. “We don’t have to do anything else tonight. Just let me hold you. Let me stay right here with you.”
TWENTY
ORCHID
I kiss him deeper, and then get off the bed. “I don’t want to go to bed just yet.”
Poe sits up. “What do you want to do?”
I smile. “I know how hard you are for me.”
Poe goes to interrupt, probably to tell me that I don’t have to do anything for him, but I quiet him with my finger pressing against his full lips. “Sit on the edge of the bed,” I tell him, voice low but firm. “Now.”
He obeys instantly, moving quickly to get in position. The sight of him following my order sends a fresh rush of heat through me. I follow, stopping at the edge of the bed while he sits on the edge, waiting.
“Good boy,” I murmur.
His cock twitches visibly in his boxers. He likes this. A lot.
I step between his spread knees and tilt his chin up with two fingers. “You’re going to be very good for me tonight, Poe. You’re going to do exactly what I say, when I say it. Understand?”
“Yes,” he answers, voice already rough.
“Yes, what?”
His eyes flare with heat. “Yes, ma’am.”
The word sends a thrill straight between my legs. I lean down and kiss him hard, claiming his mouth the way I’ve wanted to since the first night I locked him in this house. He kisses me back like he’s starving, but he keeps his hands on the bed, obeying without being told. I reward him by nipping his bottom lip before pulling away.
“Take the rest off. Slowly. I want to watch.”
He stands just long enough to shove his boxers down his legs. His cock springs free, thick and hard and already leaking at the tip. I let myself look, taking my time, while he stands there completely naked and waiting for my next command.
“Lie back,” I say. “Hands above your head. Don’t move them unless I tell you to.”
He does exactly as I say, stretching out on the bed, arms raised, gripping the headboard. The position makes every muscle in his torso stand out. I climb onto the bed and straddle his thighs, the hem of my t-shirt riding up so my bare pussy brushes against his skin. He groans low in his throat.
“Fuck, Orchid. You’re so wet I can feel it on me already.”
I rock my hips once, teasing us both, and smile when his cock jerks between us. “No talking unless I ask you a question. You’re going to be quiet and good while I use you. Got it?”
He bites his lip, eyes blazing. “Yes, ma’am.”
I peel my t-shirt off slowly, letting it drop to the floor. His gaze devours me, dark and hungry, but he keeps his hands exactly where I told him. I lean forward, brushing my breasts against his chest as I kiss him again, deep and filthy. When I pull back I trail my mouth down his neck, sucking a mark just below his collarbone.
“You look so perfect like this,” I whisper against his skin. “All spread out and hard for me. My good boy.”
He makes a strangled sound but stays silent, obeying. I reward him by kissing lower, licking across his abs, nipping at his hipbone. When I finally settle between his legs I look up at him.
“Keep those hands right there,” I order, then take his cock into my mouth in one smooth motion.
Poe’s hips jerk and a guttural groan escapes him. “Shit, baby, your mouth feels so good. So fucking hot and wet.”
I pull off with a wet pop and glare up at him. “I said quiet.”
He swallows hard. “Sorry, ma’am.”
I take him deep again, working him with my mouth and hand until his thighs are trembling and his knuckles are white on the headboard. Every time he starts to lose control I slow down, teasing, keeping him right on the edge. His dirty talk slips out anyway, low and broken.
“Fuck, Orchid, you’re killing me. That tongue, Jesus. Please, I need to touch you. Let me touch you.”
I pull off and crawl back up his body, straddling his hips so his cock rests hot and heavy against my pussy. “You don’t get to touch yet. You get to feel how wet I am for you while I decide what I want next.”
I grind down slowly, sliding my wetness along his length. Poe’s head falls back, a low curse falling from his lips.
“You feel that?” I ask, voice sweet and commanding. “That’s how much I want you. But you’re going to wait until I say you can have it.”