My eyes slammed shut from the powerful sensation that commanded control of my body. A rush of cold shot down my arms, followed by a wave of heat, and as I came on his tongue, I tugged at the ends of his hair.
He growled against my pussy.
“You like that, Bash?”
He nodded and continued licking and sucking until another orgasm wrecked me. “Cherry, you don’t know what you do to me, woman. I made a pact with my brothers… but I don’t know if I can keep it.”
“What pact?”
“Nothing.” He looked up from between my legs and licked my juices from his lips. “Doesn’t matter.”
“It matters to me.” I slid my fingers beneath his chin and forced him to look at me. “Tell me.”
He blew out a deep breath, eyes on the piano keys. “Years ago, when you first moved to Devil’s Creek, Luca made us swear not to fuck you.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Why?”
“Because he wants your cherry.” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “But I’d already claimed it for myself.”
“What did Luca make you swear?”
“That none of us could fuck you alone. We have to do it together.”
My eyes widened at his confession. “All four of you can’t take my virginity.”
“Yeah, I know.” His laughter filled the air. “But all of us have to be there when it happens.”
I shook my head at their ridiculous agreement. “Who said I’m having sex with any of you?”
He smirked. “Cherry, we both know you’ve been holding out for me.” Bastian kissed my inner thigh, so close to my core I thought he would kiss me down there again. “You’re mine, always have been.”
“Luca seems to think I belong to him.”
“Where is he now?” He cocked an eyebrow. “Last I checked, I saved you from that Russian pig. Luca only cares about satisfying the deal our father made with The Founders Society.”
“What kind of deal?”
“Marriage. An heir. The Salvatores are not Founders. They have no right to ascend to the next level, not without a marriage to a Founder.”
“My grandfather told me. But why is it so important? The Salvatores are billionaires. Do they really need to be part of some stupid secret society?”
He tipped his head back and laughed. “Oh, Cherry, you’re so naive. You don’t know how the world really works.”
“I guess I have a lot to learn, then.”
He gripped my hips, helping me off the piano so I could straddle him. “I have a lot to teach you.”
Shirtless and only wearing black boxer briefs, his big cock poked through the slit in his boxers. I wrapped my hand around his shaft, giving him a few tentative strokes.
His gaze dropped to my mouth.
When he looked into my eyes, I whispered against his lips, “I want to learn how to please you. Teach me, Bash.”
“I’ve waited a long time to hear you say that.” He licked his lips and covered my hand with his, helping me stroke his shaft. “This is what you do to me, baby. You want to learn how to please a man?”
I slid off his lap and got on my knees in front of him. With my hand on his thigh, I glanced up at him, ignoring the nerves shaking my limbs. “I want to please you, Bash.”
He groaned as if he were in pain. “Fuck, baby. Give me your mouth. Wrap your pretty lips around my cock.” He slipped his fingers through my hair and gave it a light tug. “Roll your tongue along the tip.”