His Every Touch [The Complete Series] by Harriet Lovelace Read Free Book Online Page B

hand made its way down her body, and she
glared at Vance, tears of anger spilling over. But, even as her fingers slid
between her glistening folds, she didn't say the word that would stop
everything. Her palm skimmed over her clit and her body twitched. When she
slipped a finger into her cunt, she couldn't hold back the moan, despite the
tears still running down her cheeks. Her eyes closed as she began to pump her
fingers in a steady rhythm, pressing the heel of her hand against her clit on
every other stroke.

Vance slid his hand over his rock-hard shaft as he
watched Courtney add a second finger. The sight of her glistening digits
disappearing between her pink folds, the sounds coming from her, were almost
too much, and he gripped the base of his cock. He glanced at his watch. “Thirty
seconds.”

Courtney whimpered, hand furiously working between
her lips.

“You want me to spank you, don't you?” Vance ignored
her shaking head. “I bet you want me to call Emma in too. Want her to watch
while I turn that ass cherry red. Want her to hear every time I leave a
handprint on your flesh. The crack, your cry.” His watch beeped and Courtney's
body went rigid, a strangled sound coming out of her mouth. Her hand stilled,
her muscles spasming as she rode out her orgasm.

He'd never seen anything so beautiful, he thought, as
Courtney's expression when she was coming. At least, not yet. He fully intended
to find out what other expressions he could coax from those fine features. Such
as...

“Come here, Ms. Bell,” Vance broke the silence.

Courtney's eyes fluttered open. “I was within the two
minutes.”

“Yes, you were,” Vance admitted. “But I still have
one more punishment to mete out.”

She struggled to her feet, legs still shaky. When her
hands dropped to her skirt, as if to cover herself, he shook his head. Just a
slight motion, but she caught it and stopped. He felt a surge of pride. She was
learning.

“Kneel,” Vance pushed his underwear lower on his
hips, freeing his cock. It jutted up, swollen and throbbing. Courtney went to
her knees, eyes drawn to the thick dick in front of her. She licked her lips,
and Vance bit back a groan. He reached for her, sliding his fingers through her
thick mane. “I was going to give you the choice of a handjob or blowjob.” He
cupped the back of her head. “Your punishment is that I'm taking away that
choice.” His fingers curled into her hair. “And your control.”

As he pulled her hand towards his lap, he murmured,
“two taps on my leg, and I'll stop.” The tip of his cock nudged her lips. “Open
up.”

Her lips parted willingly, and he groaned as she took
him into her wet heat. He eased her down, letting her test his weight and size,
and she ran her tongue up the underside of his shaft. The grip on her head was
easy the first two passes, letting her feel in control, but as her tongue
swirled around his head again, Vance drew his fist even tighter, eliciting a
hiss of pain.

“You're going to want to relax,” he kept his voice
low. Vance took a second to savor the moment before shoving her head down. The
surprised sound she made sent a vibration through his cock, and Vance swore. He
pulled her up by her hair, careful to keep himself from going too far. Part of
him wanted to see if she could take him all, wanted to feel her struggle, gag,
before her throat relaxed around him. But he reminded himself that he was going
slow. Besides, trying to force someone to deepthroat before finding out if they
had a gag reflex was never a good idea.

“Fuck.” He swore again as Courtney hollowed out her
cheeks, increasing the suction as he bobbed her head. It was too much, and he
barely had time to grit out one more command before he emptied himself into her
mouth. “Swallow.”

When he finished, he pulled her head back off his
cock. She sat back on her heels as he tucked himself back into his underwear
and zipped up his pants. She made no move to cover