Sweet Temptation by Cora Reilly

I took him deeper into my mouth, inch by inch, using my tongue to tease the
sensitive tip, really taking my time, savoring his heat and taste. Cassio kept his
hands, palm flat, on the armrest and let me pleasure him. For once, he let me be
in control. I wanted to show him that I took care of him because I cared for
him… because I loved him.
I loved the sounds he made when he was close, the low moans and sharp
breaths. I loved the way his fingers flexed against the leather armrest, how his
muscular thighs quivered under the expensive fabric of his Brioni pants. But
most of all, I loved the possessive gleam in his eyes a second before he let loose.
“Yes, honey,” he rasped. He tensed and came with a small shudder, his eyes
falling shut. My own lust was hot and heavy between my legs, but I ignored it
for now.
I swallowed and kept working him with my tongue and mouth as he twitched
with the last aftershocks of his orgasm. I stroked his balls lightly and kept him in
my mouth, only gently sucking. When he stilled and looked at me, he cupped my
cheek. I let his cock slowly glide out of my mouth, causing him to moan low in
his throat again. I kissed his thigh. “Better?”
He let out a raw chuckle. “Yeah.” He leaned forward and grasped my hips.
“Now it’s my turn.”
“This was about you.”
“I know.” He hoisted me to my feet then slipped his head under my
nightgown. Hooking a finger under my panties, he moved them aside, revealing
my swollen flesh. He slipped his tongue between my lips and I gasped. He
grasped my thigh and lifted one of my legs so my foot was on the armrest,
opening me up for him. Like I had done, he took the ice cube and sucked it in his
mouth before he dropped it in his hand and slid his cold tongue through my
folds. The coldness thrilled me, making my back arch in pleasure. He thrust his
tongue into me, and I gripped his head for better leverage so I could move my
hips and drive it even deeper into me. He pulled back and then his fingers
touched the ice cube to my pussy. I cried out at the sensation. Cassio rubbed the
cube over my folds slowly until I was coated with the cold liquid, and then he
leaned forward again and gently sucked the moisture from my sensitive skin. I
shook from the force of pleasure, but I held back. Cassio pushed two fingers into
me, ice-cold from holding onto the cube.
I rocked my hips, needing more, desperate for more. One of his fingers found
my ass and pushed in. “Oh God,” I gasped. Two fingers in my pussy, the tip of
one in my ass and Cassio’s mouth on my clit, I fell apart with a violent shudder.
He pressed me closer to his face and as he did, he slid deeper into my back
entrance. The force of my orgasm dulled the pain. I sank down on his lap, sated
and exhausted.
“What was that?” I finally managed.
“I wanted to do more than just slap your pretty ass.”
I huffed.
“Did you like it?”