Oh sweet Jesus.
The look in his eyes stole the breath right out of her lungs. Dark and dangerous and utterly sinful. She couldn’t believe she was letting him order her around like this.
She couldn’t believe it was turning her on.
Her entire body trembled as she scampered off the bed and sank to her knees, angling her face directly in front of his crotch. It was hard to unzip him with shaky fingers, but she somehow managed to pop open his jeans and tug on his waistband.
Jackson kicked the Levis away, then took pity on her Jell-O hands by yanking down his black boxer-briefs.
Her gaze instantly swept over his gloriously naked body, so big and muscular and radiating sheer masculine power. Her breath hitched when his erect cock sprang up inches from her eyes.
A passion-laced moan tore out of her throat. Oh God.
He was pierced.
The sight of the silver ball bearings at the head of his cock got her so wet she could feel the moisture running down her thighs.
“Oh my God,” she mumbled.
He chuckled knowingly. “Think of how nice it’ll feel inside you. It’ll rub on your G-spot when my cock fucks you senseless.”
Her core tingled in response, suddenly aching for that very thing. She shivered involuntarily as she stared at his cock. He was hung like a damn bull, long and thick, the wicked piercing gleaming in the light streaming in through her pale blue curtains.
“But that’s later,” he said huskily. “Right now, you’re gonna open your mouth real wide.”
She did as he asked, feeling a tad silly as she knelt there with her mouth open awaiting his next demand. But he didn’t say another word. Instead, he grasped the root of his cock, took a step forward and guided the engorged head into her mouth.
Her lips parted even wider to accommodate his thick girth. When his piercing touched her tongue, she couldn’t help but give it a tiny lick, but that got her a sharp jerk on the hair.
“You don’t get to lick until I tell you, sugar,” he scolded.
Oh gosh. Who was this man? And why did his gruff commands make her heart pound this way? She’d never had a dominant lover before, and she’d never dreamed, not in a million years, that she would get off from being told what to do.
“Relax your jaw. I want to see how deep I can go.”
He pushed in farther. When his tip prodded the back of her throat, her gag reflex kicked in. She breathed through it, trying to get used to the feeling of a massive erection lodged in her mouth.
“That’s it, Mia. Breathe. Take it all in.”
He waited patiently as she inhaled through her nose, her lips stretched tight around the base of his shaft.
“You okay, sugar?”
She peered up at him and nodded.
“Good, ’cause I’m gonna fuck your mouth now and you’re gonna suck hard on every stroke.”
He wasn’t kidding. He withdrew swiftly before ramming right back in, the force of the stroke nearly knocking her backward. Jackson immediately steadied her by threading his fingers in her hair, but he didn’t slow his pace. His hips thrust and retreated as he drove his cock into her mouth, plunging deep each time, filling her completely.
Flames engulfed Mia’s body, burning every inch of flesh. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything but the thick erection tunneling in and out of her mouth. The salty, masculine taste of him infused her senses. His low groans fueled her hunger. She was wetter than she’d ever been, a realization that shocked her. Blowjobs didn’t usually turn her on, and certainly not to this level.
“Ah, you love this, don’t cha, darlin’?” His voice was low and mocking.
She whimpered against his shaft.
“Is that a yes?” He chuckled, his cock sliding out of her mouth with a wet popping noise. “Yeah, I think that’s a yes. Now be a good girl and give me your hand.”
She quickly held out her hand, and he brought it to his hard shaft. Her pulse careened as he curled her fingers around the root, then covered her fist with his and gave a sharp squeeze.
“Pump me hard,” he muttered. “And tease my cockhead with your tongue.”
She wasted no time doing what he asked, and her eagerness to please him absolutely floored her. Every sound that reverberated in the bedroom sent a dark thrill shooting up her spine. Every time her tongue danced over his tip and he moaned, a rush of satisfaction flooded her core. He might be dictating her actions, but Mia realized she had all the power. Right here, right now, Jackson Ramsey was at her sexual mercy and damned if that didn’t stoke the fire sizzling inside her.
“That’s it. Lick me up, nice and slow. Just like that, Mia.”
She swiped her tongue over his slit, moaning when a pearl of moisture formed there. She lapped it up, then explored the two silver ball bearings, sucking gently on each one.