Tempted by Fate (The Fate Trilogy Book Two) by Sherilyn Gray Read Free Book Online

Sir,” I gasped, “your cock. Put your
cock in my pussy. I want it n―”

Before I could finish, he plunged into me, his cock hard with lust. I moaned
into his neck, tasting the sweat over his shirt collar, wanting to bite it down
to get to more of his skin. I almost came. I fought it down, nearly tearing up
with the effort.
     
    He moved in and out a few times slowly and
deeply, his gaze moving up from my legs to my eyes. I ripped down the knot of
his plum tie and worked the buttons of his shirt so I could run my hands across
his bare chest. He had never had sex with me like this. A warm look slowly
developed on his face as his eyes softened.
     
    “You’re not going to come before I say so,
are you Dove?”
     
    It was difficult to stay on top of my
impending orgasm, but I wanted to so badly that I managed. I felt my breath
heavy as I tried to speak. “No, Sir,” I managed.
     
    One of his hands traced its way from my
collarbone to my nipple, lazily circling around before pinching it between
thumb and finger. The slight bit of pain registered as he kept pumping slowly
and brought memories of our evenings in his bedroom. I sank my nails into the
muscles around his neck as his skin grew ever more slick and hot. When I
brought my hand up to the side of his neck, I felt his heart pumping, bringing
to mind the pulse I suddenly could not avoid feeling in my own chest.
     
    “I’ve shown you that good things come to
those that wait, haven’t I?”
     
    “Yes, Sir,” I moaned.
     
    I brought my hands down to his arms to feel
the muscles there as he moved his hand away from my nipple down my torso,
teasing me with the lightness of his touch. Every nerve I had was on end and
begging for release. Every millimeter of my skin was waiting for the next
sensation he would give me.
     
    He pinned my arms over my head as his pace
finally began to increase. One hand kept my arms in place while his other
settled with fingers splayed and his thumb just over my clit. Each thrust was a
new battle not to lose control. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. My
breath became shallow and quick as I fought to keep down the orgasm that was
begging to come to the surface.
     
    “Are you ready, Dove?”
     
    I hadn’t realized it was possible for him to
fuck me more deeply than he had been before, but he began to do it now. I began
to quiver around him, my skin burning. I nodded.
     
    “I can’t hear you,” he said quietly as he
began to thrust faster. He kissed my ear quickly then brought his face back up
over mine, his breath inches from my lips.
     
    I tried with three successive breaths to say
“Yes,” but each time I sucked it in to fight down my orgasm. I was going to
fail this time. Tears formed in my eyes.
     
    He stopped, buried deep inside me, and
touched his thumb down to my swollen clit.
     
    “Come.”
     
    Fireworks went off in the back of my head as
I was overwhelmed with the flood of pleasure that erupted in my body. I felt an
explosion of heat between my legs that traveled through the pit of my stomach
and overpowered my senses. Each convulsion was a new wall broken through, a new
angle of the same explosion. I screamed; I couldn’t help it and I didn’t care
who heard. My legs thrashed around either side of Victor’s body, my hands
gripping the leather seat beneath me, then grabbing at his shirt, his perfect
ass, at nothing until I tossed myself back, shattered and confused.
     
    As I regained awareness of my surroundings, I
realized Victor had pulled out of me after he had come, the warm liquid easing
down my thigh. He was kissing my neck lightly. I became aware of the sweat on
both our bodies, and gripped the arm he had draped down and around my torso as
best I could, moving up and down from his shoulder to his elbow.
     
    The sweat in his hair smelled so beautifully
masculine that I sighed, dancing my fingers through it down to the back of his
neck. I held him there for a moment until he propped himself up. His