“Fuck!” I roar, taking a step back, and her hand falls away from my dick. I heave in a breath of fresh air, one that’s not filled with her scent as I turn away from her and tuck my cock back into my sweats.
“Fine, have it your way.” Her voice is so light and sing-song like she wasn’t about to bring me to my knees. “Mmm, this bacon is so good. Nice and thick.”
I hear her chewing, so I close my eyes tightly and take another deep, cleansing breath. When I have myself as under control as I can possibly be right now, I walk away from her and over to where I have all the food laid out.
“You won’t come sit beside me?” She sits up straight and her pink-tipped breasts sway a little with the motion.
“Not until you’ve finished your food.” I have to look away because the thought of tracing the curve of her tits with my tongue while she rides my cock is too fucking strong.
“Gosh, I’m such a slow eater.” I look over in time to see her licking the syrup off her finger and it’s too much.
“Damn it, Myra, quit it.” I slam my hands on the counter and she laughs.
“How can I stop when it’s so good seeing you like this?” She takes a huge bite of her pancake and I watch her chew.
“You enjoy my misery.” My voice is grumbly and now I sound like the one pouting.
She shakes her head as she swallows and takes a drink of coffee. “I enjoy you getting a taste of your own medicine.”
I plant my fists on the counter in front of her and lean forward. I feel the muscles flex in my arms and back. Her eyes widen. “The second that plate is clean, your ass is mine.”
“But what if I want seconds?” She licks the syrup off her finger again, but this time she looks a little more careful.
“You’ll have it when I’m done with you.”
She swallows as she looks down at my plate. “Aren’t you going to eat?”
“I already did when I was waiting for you to wake up.” I rub my hand over my bare stomach and I don’t miss how she watches me. “I didn't want to waste any time.”
“You’re a beast.” She winks at me and polishes off the rest of her bacon.
“You didn’t have any complaints last night.” I lick my lips, remembering her taste. “Your cunt has driven me to the edge of crazy.”
“Kace,” she whispers, looking away. “You can’t say stuff like that.”
“You like it.” Now I’m the one to turn her words around, and the fact that she doesn’t deny it says all I need to know.
She slows down when she gets to the last bite of her pancake, and I make my way around the counter separating us and by her side.
“Go on and clean your plate, because afterwards you’re going to clean my cock.” Her eyes snap up to mine and I reach out to wipe a bit of syrup off her bottom lip. I suck on my thumb after I clean the sugar off it, then shake my head. “Still not as sweet as you.”
The sound of her fork hitting her plate might as well be a red flag in front of a bull. I grab her by the hips and pull her to the edge of her seat.
“On your knees, kitten. This little tease of yours deserves some payback.”
Chapter 10
Myra
Without question, I fall to my knees because I’ve been dying to know what he tastes like. I don’t know what got into me when I walked into the kitchen naked. I always feel Kace is in control and this might be my way of trying to grab some of my own. As I kneel before him, I realize how much I crave his dominant ways. The way he bossed me around at work always turned me on. My whole body would light up when he barked orders at people, but he never directed it at me. I was always seeking his approval, trying to do anything and everything he would ask of me. Even when I did mess something up, I still never got that bark of his.
I tried to walk away from him and I never got what I needed, no matter how hard I tried. It isn't until this moment that I realize this is what I was seeking. Not only is it his affection I’m craving but his need for me. Now he’s practically buzzing and unable to control himself. I understand now that he was hiding what he really wanted and maybe even pissed that I was tempting him from the very start.
“Get it out, kitten.” I stare at his cock through his sweats and my nipples tighten. The throb between my legs starts to pulse and I need attention. I can feel my thighs slick with need as I tremble with desire. “Are you suddenly shy?” he asks, reaching down and playing with the bow tie around my neck.
“No,” I lie, reaching up to free him. What he doesn’t know is that I have no idea how to suck him off.
He moves faster and his hand captures my wrist. “I may have not been reading you right months ago when you pranced around my office.”
“I don’t prance around the office,” I defend, cutting him off.
“Another lie? You keep stacking them up.” I shut my mouth now because he’s right. I did prance around the office, but only when I was in his office or when I thought he was looking my way. “Now that I’ve been inside you and tasted every inch of you, I can tell when you’re lying.”
My heart starts to thud in my chest. Kace can read everyone and I always wondered if he knew about my crush on him.
“Don’t be embarrassed about sucking my cock. I like the pretty shade on your cheeks when you blush.” He lets go of my wrist and his thumb brushes across my face as I lean in to the touch. “But keep lying and I’ll redden your other cheeks.”
My mouth falls open. “You will not.”
“I would.” Our eyes stay locked and I know he’s not lying. “Don’t pretend you’re not getting turned on thinking about it. I know you’ve thought about me bending you over my desk at work and pulling up one of those tight skirts you're always wearing.” I nod. So many times I played that exact fantasy out in my mind. “Take my cock out and maybe I’ll take you into my office and give you the spanking you deserve.”
I eagerly pull his cock free and cum already leaks out of the tip and spills onto my hand. His length is so thick and hard and begging for my attention. “I did this to you?” I look up at him through my lashes and his shaft is heavy and angry with need. Need for me.
“Only you can do this to me.” His jaw flexes.
I know he’s trying to stay in control as I wrap my hand around his cock. It jerks in my hold and I’m surprised by how smooth yet hard it is. I lean forward, taking my first taste of him, and he groans as his sweet-salty taste hits my tongue. I moan with him and my whole body feels like it’s on fire with need. I don't know if it’s need for my own release or to give him his.
“Why didn’t you ever let me do this before?” I ask, taking another lick.
His hand digs into my hair and I feel the power of him above me. We could have been doing this from the very start. Why did we have to wait all this time to have this?
“Kitten,” he warns, because I’m toying with him. The longer I make him wait for pleasure, the longer I’ll have to wait to get my own.
“Kace.” I take another lick and he closes his eyes, sucking in a deep breath. His hand in my hair tightens, and though it doesn't hurt, he’s reminding me I’m under his control.