On Her Master's Secret Service (Masters and Mercenaries #4)

Over and over he speared into her pussy, using his tongue like he would his cock, fucking deep inside and gathering all her cream. He pulled apart the sweet petals of her sex and sucked them into his mouth one after another. He left no inch of her untouched by his lips and tongue. All the while, she forced his cock deeper and deeper into the hot recesses of her mouth, enveloping him in her heat.

He could feel his cock pulsing with pre-come. A low groan burst from his chest as he felt Eve lick at the slit of his cock, drawing his saltiness onto her tongue before sucking the head in again. She brought one hand up and cupped his balls, rolling them and making him damn near lose control.

But that wasn’t going to happen. No. Not tonight. Another night he would let her lick and suck and play until she’d drawn every ounce of semen he had into her mouth, but tonight, he wanted something more.

His tongue spearing deep again, Alex found her clit with the pad of his thumb. He pressed that little button hard, and she began to shake. The muscles of her pussy tightened as she came and her orgasm coated his tongue. She surrounded him, his whole being enveloped in her smell and taste and the sound of her pleasure.

All through it, she never drew her mouth off his cock. She groaned and moaned around it, the vibrations threatening to unman him.

He had about two seconds before she managed to get him to the back of her throat and then he was done for. Using every ounce of his willpower, he flipped her off him.

Eve landed on her back in the center of the bed, all that wild hair flowing around her. It curled around her breasts and damn near reached her hips. So fucking gorgeous. Everything about her called to the primal male inside him. She was always so prim and proper in the workplace. Even in the club, there was a certain reserve that his Eve always kept about her. But here in the privacy of their bedroom, she was simply his, a woman with no inhibitions. His mate.

“Hands and knees again.” The command came out harder than he’d meant it, but if it frightened her, she didn’t show it.

She simply sighed, her whole body moving with languid grace as she did as he commanded. She turned and positioned herself as though she could see what he wanted without him having to ask. Her ass was high in the air, her forearms flat on the bed making a perfect plane of her back.

His hands found the globes of her ass. “Do you know what I’m going to do to you, Eve?”

Her breath hitched, but the position she’d placed herself in told him the answer before she spoke. “You’re going to take my ass.”

Oh, hell yeah. “I am. I’m going to take it again because it’s mine.”

His whole body was taut with desire. The time he’d spent in her soft mouth had his cock primed and ready to go off. He’d had her more in the last few days, more intimately and deeply than in the five years that preceded them, but all he wanted was more. Now that he had her again, all he could think about was more time, more love, more of her.

He kissed her back, running his lips along her spine and paying attention to the scars she had, lavishing affection on them. He ran his hands up her sleek body, finding her breasts again and palming them as he kissed her everywhere he could. Shoulder, neck, down to her waist. His lips dipped into the dimples in the small of her back, and he carefully kissed her sweet cheeks. They bore the mark of his discipline. The sight tightened his cock further.

He slid his hands down, over the flat of her stomach to her pussy. Eve’s head bowed, a sure sign that she was willing to surrender everything to him.

His cock found her pussy and he sighed. The orgasm he’d given her had made her juicy and ripe. She was more than ready for him.

“Tell me something, Eve.” Now that they were in a good place, he had some questions for her, some things he’d wondered about. And she just might answer honestly with his fingers deep inside her pussy and his thumb circling her clit. There was no reason she shouldn’t have a few orgasms before he got his. He wanted her boneless and exhausted and sleeping in his arms.

“Anything.”

“You haven’t let me have this gorgeous little asshole for years, but you allowed me to plug you during scenes. Were you trying to taunt me? Were you trying to remind me of what I couldn’t have?” He didn’t think so. He thought it was for another reason, but he wanted to hear it from her.

“No,” she said in a breathless voice. “No, Alex. I wouldn’t do that. I let you plug me so I would stay trained. I did it because I always hoped we would be back here. I did it because it reminded me of how it felt to have you deep inside me, everywhere.”

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