She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes flaring with need when she tasted me there. “Judge.” My fingers contracted, causing her to whimper, but from the way she squirmed that little ass on my lap, I knew it wasn’t because she was scared.
“That’s not what you call me, Elli.”
“You told me not to use your name,” she murmured, lowering her eyes to the collar of my shirt.
Using my thumb, I tilted her head back until our gazes locked. “Because every time you say ‘Zachary,’ my control slips a little more.” Thrusting my hips up against her, I let her feel how hard I was for her. “That’s what happens when you say my name, baby. No matter where I am, what I’m doing, who I’m talking to. Every fucking time I hear you speak those three syllables, I turn to steel.”
“Is…” She swallowed hard, and I had to bite back a tortured groan when I felt her throat move. Fuck, I wanted to feel it when she swallowed my dick, when she was gulping down every drop of come I had to give her. “Is that really why?”
I cocked my head at her question. “What reason do I have to lie? If anything, I shouldn’t be making such confessions.”
“Because you’re horny, and I’m the most convenient hole,” she said with a half shrug. “Just like last night.”
My hand tightened until she gasped in shock. I was seconds away from stripping her yoga pants and panties off and then turning her ass red for even suggesting that she was a “hole” to me. “Never, and I mean fucking never, say shit like that to me again, Elli. You aren’t a convenient anything.”
Her lashes flickered. “Then what am I?”
“Mine,” I snarled, crushing my lips against hers.
I could have blamed the bourbon for how far I’d taken things the night before, but what was my excuse when I was stone-cold sober? I hadn’t even had a drink of wine while I was feeding her. One minute, I was kissing her, only wanting to savor her taste again, but then she stroked her hand down the back of my neck, and suddenly, kissing just her mouth wasn’t enough.
Pushing her pants and underwear over her hips, I lifted her only long enough to get them off before I thrust two fingers into her hot pussy. That sweet little mewling sound was enough to have my cock leaking in my boxer briefs, but I had enough sense to quiet her with my hand still at her throat.
Those little noises stopped, but she pushed her pussy against my hand, greedy for an orgasm. Only wanting to give her what she needed—this time—I strummed my thumb over her clit. Releasing her mouth, I touched my lips to her ear. “I’m going to make you come, but you can’t scream.”
“I-I—”
“Not a sound, Elli,” I warned, teasing her G-spot. She was so wet, she was already dripping onto my pants. When she got off, I’d be soaked. Fuck yeah. I wanted to smell like her again.
Light-blue eyes met mine. I could see she wanted to be a good girl, but the pleasure was too much and it was only building higher. Her inner walls gave tiny contractions, trying to suck me deeper, but they weren’t the back-bending release I wanted from her. I’d been too lost in the feel of her wrapped around my cock the night before to enjoy watching her come for me, but nothing was going to stop me from witnessing it this time.
The smallest whine escaped her, and I tightened my fingers for a fraction of a second in warning. “I-I can’t h-help it,” she hiccupped.
“You make one more sound and I’m going to have to put something in that mouth to ensure you stay quiet.”
Her pussy gave a little gush, her hips moving in time to the insistent thrusts of my fingers. My cock pulsed, begging to be pulled free of the confines of my clothes. “You like that thought, Elli?” I demanded in a low voice. “You want me to shut you up by putting my cock in your mouth?”
I felt her swallow, once, twice, before she nodded. My balls tightened, ready to spill just from her reaction to the thought of sucking my dick. I wanted inside her again—whether it was her mouth or her cunt, I didn’t fucking care.
But not until she got off.
I pulled my fingers free, resisting the urge to lick her honey off each digit. She shook her head, biting her lips together to keep the protests inside, but my good girl didn’t make a sound, just as I’d commanded. Releasing her throat, I grabbed her ass in both hands and lifted her.
Her legs fell over the back of the seat, and she grabbed on to my hair tightly. Latching on to her clit with my lips, I sucked. The only sounds she made were breathy little pants. It didn’t take long before her entire body was shaking as she drew closer and closer to the edge.
Hungrily, I flicked my tongue over her clit and used a thumb to tease at her asshole. When she whined so damn prettily as she came apart for me, I slapped my hand against one ass cheek, reminding her to stay quiet.
I felt her pussy contract harder, her body accepting the sting of pain as part of the pleasure.
Breathing hard, I lowered her to my lap and then struggled to get my belt and button undone. I had no time to regret not watching her face as she came. I promised myself I would as soon as we found a bed and I could take my time. I needed relief, and I needed it now.
One look at her told me she was still too high from her own release to be able to focus on sucking me off. With her legs straddling me, her wet folds pink, glistening, and swollen from where I’d eaten her out, she was too much to resist. Jerking my cock out of my boxers, I didn’t take the time to remember that she might be sore from the night before. I was mindless, too lost in my need for her to think past spilling inside her.
Lifting her hips again, I sat her down on my cock. She wrapped her arms around me, burying her face in my shoulder so her teeth could latch on to my neck to hide her scream as I slammed into her balls deep. Like a miracle, her walls started fluttering around me, another release detonating within her.
“Goddamn it,” I growled. “Perfect. So fucking perfect.”
“Zachary,” she breathed, lifting her head. “I… I…”
“Gotta be quiet, baby. I’ll lose my mind if they hear how good I make you feel.” I kissed her throat, right where my hand had been. “Those are mine. It’s all mine.”
“Yours,” she agreed, riding my cock without my having to urge her. “I’ve always been yours.”
“Fucking right,” I grated out. I slapped my hands down on both her ass cheeks, the sound spurring me higher. She pressed her face into my shirt, muffling a scream, her cream flooding down my balls. “I’m about to blow, Elli. You ready for me?”
I felt her nod even as I grabbed on to her ass and started bouncing her up and down on my shaft.
“Zachary,” she whined half a second before she started to come for me again.
The feel of her pussy gripping me, mixed with the sound of my name in my ear, was enough to send me free-falling. Throwing my head back, I bellowed my pleasure as my cock spurted deep inside her.
In the back of my mind, I was all too aware that there was nothing between us to protect her. Just as there hadn’t been the night before.
A satisfied, predatory smile teased at my lips as I struggled to catch my breath. I pressed a kiss against the side of her head.
The control was completely gone.