She wears an oversized T-shirt with no knickers. I reach beneath the fabric and grab a handful of her ass.
Phoenix bucks her hips, creating delicious friction, but I’m not in the mood for frottage. However, I make a mental note to add that to her list of kinks.
“Kneel,” I snarl.
She jerks her head back. “What are you doing here?”
“On your knees,” I say through clenched teeth. “I won’t order you twice.”
Fear flitters across her eyes, and she falls to her knees with a soft whimper.
I stare down at her with my brows raised, waiting for her to exercise her safewords. When she doesn’t, I say, “Good girl.”
Her pupils dilate, her breath quickens, and her cheeks turn pink.
“Now, unbuckle my belt.”
Her fingers fumble around my waistband. The clink of metal sends a surge of arousal to my groin, but it’s nothing compared to Phoenix’s wide eyes.
“Open your mouth.”
Her pretty lips part as though she’s never sucked a cock in her life, and her chest rises and falls with rapid breaths.
Anyone would think she was terrified, but she slides her tongue across her bottom lip as though she can’t wait.
I suck in a sharp breath, push aside the speculation that she’s been playing hard to get, and grab a fistful of her hair.
A gentleman would take his time, ease that hard cock between her plump lips and savor the moment. But my blood simmers with the need for Phoenix’s pretty mouth.
She rests her palms on my hips, and brings one of her hands to the base of my shaft. Before she can take control, I thrust my cock between her moistened lips and toward the back of her throat.
The wet heat of her mouth is incredible, as is the hum of protest that resounds across my cock head. It’s enough to make my knees buckle. I brace a hand on the wall and bite back a moan.
“Eyes on me,” I say.
Her gaze snaps to meet mine.
Her eyes are watery, with tears glistening at their corners.
“Good girl,” I rasp. “You’re taking my cock so well.”
She makes a pleased sound as I hit the back of her throat, and it opens up a little wider, letting more of me in.
I pull out, and she exhales a noisy breath, then I thrust further in, pushing past her gag reflex. Her throat closes around me, a tight wet ring of muscle that squeezes to perfection.
My balls draw into my body, tightening with the onset of a powerful climax. I breathe hard through clench teeth and quicken my thrusts. Phoenix moans, bobs her head, and grips my hip tight enough to hurt.
I cum in a hot rush down her throat, shuddering as she swallows around me.
“That’s it,” I say through panting breaths. “Don’t spill a drop.”
When I release her hair, she reels backward, panting, gasping, and clutching at her throat. She mutters something about how this isn’t anything like a book she’s read.
“What was that?” I say, my brows raised.
“Nothing,” she replies through coughs.
My eyes narrow.