“You’ve got exclusive rights to me, baby,” Clark smiled and winked in a way that actually looked movie star sexy.
She laughed, amused at this more light and humorous side to Clark. While yesterday had been full of tender love-making to nurse her wounds, Clark’s dominant side reared its head up again this morning. Speaking of head, she gasped when the tip of his hardness grazed between her thighs. With a sharp inhale, her pulse quickened and her eyes began to lid with lust.
Clark let go of her wrists and kissed his way down to her belly. Anticipation spiked her arousal, soaking a path for his erection. She fisted his hair, intense desire urging him lower but the handsome devil licked and nipped her navel instead and took his own sweet time.
His hands let go of her wrists and bracketed her hips. Lower his lips moved. He was a breath away when the air went cold and his head lifted with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Whose pussy is this?”
Mariah’s eyes widened. Would he dare withhold stimuli if she erred in the answer? Oh, god, she was already losing her mind. At another time she might have playfully replied in error. Right now, he got her so worked up that she didn’t want to talk and only wanted to get on with it.
Gulping, and hoping to hell the talking would go fast, she answered, “Yours. It’s yours. This is your pussy.”
“Right answer.” He nuzzled into her slick folds, exercised his talented tongue, and made mad circles around her tender bud. Desire only mounted at the wicked tango, the pleasure so intense she bucked and tried to push him away.
To no avail. His hands had a steady grip that pinned her legs down, kept them from squeezing him and bucking him off of her. If anything, her ministrations only fanned the flames and redoubled his salacious efforts and left her moaning for more.
“Please, Clark!” Mariah begged, twisting his hair like a wild animal. “Inside—please!”
Oh, god. He didn’t even listen to her as he released her sex, then nuzzled and nipped her inner thighs.
“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ! Fuck me already!”
Clark snapped away and grinned at her, amused. “My pussy is quite bossy.”
She laughed, amused at this more light and humorous side to Clark. While yesterday had been full of tender love-making to nurse her wounds, Clark’s dominant side reared its head up again this morning. Speaking of head, she gasped when the tip of his hardness grazed between her thighs. With a sharp inhale, her pulse quickened and her eyes began to lid with lust.
Clark let go of her wrists and kissed his way down to her belly. Anticipation spiked her arousal, soaking a path for his erection. She fisted his hair, intense desire urging him lower but the handsome devil licked and nipped her navel instead and took his own sweet time.
His hands let go of her wrists and bracketed her hips. Lower his lips moved. He was a breath away when the air went cold and his head lifted with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. “Whose pussy is this?”
Mariah’s eyes widened. Would he dare withhold stimuli if she erred in the answer? Oh, god, she was already losing her mind. At another time she might have playfully replied in error. Right now, he got her so worked up that she didn’t want to talk and only wanted to get on with it.
Gulping, and hoping to hell the talking would go fast, she answered, “Yours. It’s yours. This is your pussy.”
“Right answer.” He nuzzled into her slick folds, exercised his talented tongue, and made mad circles around her tender bud. Desire only mounted at the wicked tango, the pleasure so intense she bucked and tried to push him away.
To no avail. His hands had a steady grip that pinned her legs down, kept them from squeezing him and bucking him off of her. If anything, her ministrations only fanned the flames and redoubled his salacious efforts and left her moaning for more.
“Please, Clark!” Mariah begged, twisting his hair like a wild animal. “Inside—please!”
Oh, god. He didn’t even listen to her as he released her sex, then nuzzled and nipped her inner thighs.
“Oh, Jesus fucking Christ! Fuck me already!”
Clark snapped away and grinned at her, amused. “My pussy is quite bossy.”
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The above excerpt is from Purr Scent V: The Menagarie (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio Book 5), when the alpha male dominant successfully reclaims what's his.
Purr Scent V: The Menagarie is the fifth part of the Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio serial, menage romance starring a bisexual female submissive who meets her two dominants: a lesbian FemDom and an alpha male dominant. If you like stories about bisexual females, you may also enjoy Bi Girls Do it Solo (Bi Girls Do It Book 1). |
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Jacintha Topaz is the author of Purr Erotica Romance, devoted to FF, MM, LGBT, MFF Menage and More BDSM, kink, bondage, fetish, spanking, domination, submission, hot, sexy, erotic romance reads. When not writing, she can be found indulging in cashews and kefir and her secret love of armchair gardening.
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