Chapter Twenty-Seven

As usual, he’s not wrong.

I let him continue pumping between my breasts, feeling him harden to the point that my body craves him sliding into me. I know it’s going to be a smooth entry because I’m so damn wet. The moisture seeps along my folds and taunts me, so that I change up the action, in an effort to push him to an edge that will have him shredding all his mental restraints and fucking me, not my breasts.

I relinquish the hold I have on him at my chest, coil my fingers at his root and lick him, slowly. Then I close my mouth around his cock.

He threads his fingers through my hair, pushing the strands away from my temple and off my shoulders. He inches closer to me and murmurs, “Take me deep, Nikki. Suck me hard.”

I do as commanded.

“Fuck, yes,” he groans. “Like that.”

I release him so I can take a breath, but keep my hand around his shaft, squeezing firmly.

Then I repeat the motion.

“Goddamn,” he grinds out. “That feels so fucking good.”

Though… Apparently, it’s too much for him w