EVIL VILLAIN (The Royal Court #3) - Rebel Hart Page 0,92

any idea how much that hurt me?”

Deon looked up at me through sad eyes, shocked at the sudden turn. “Cherri, I—”

I set a finger to his lips. “Shh.” I stood up off the chez and walked over to the button-up I’d already destroyed and brought it back to Deon. “Rip the sleeves off of this.”

Deon did exactly that, grabbing the long sleeves of the button up and tearing each of them from the shirt. I tied the ripped sleeves together and then looped them around Deon’s eyes and tied them behind his head. He tensed up a little bit, but I noticed him growing larger in his pants and figured the frustration was probably more with still being sheathed than not trusting me to blindfold him.

Still, I wanted to make sure. “You okay?” I asked.

“Yeah,” his voice was gravelly and low and it sent a wave of chills crashing over my body.

“Good.” I leaned in and kissed him as I grabbed one of his arms to pull him to sit up on the chez.

I kicked my shoes off and then sat on the chez between Deon’s legs. I took his hands and guided them to my stomach, and he took over, sliding them up under my shirt. His big hands were enough to wrap fully around my breasts, which he did. “Skipped the bra, huh?” he said.

“And the underwear,” I replied.

“You’re really not gonna let me see?” he asked.

“Not this time,” I replied. “Use your imagination.”

He squeezed down on my chest, and I let out a moan before grabbing one of his hands and moving it to the hem of my skirt as well. Once again, instinct kicked in, and Deon slid his hand up my skirt and between my legs. While one hand worked my breast, the other started to massage my center. Though a moisture had already started to develop there, it doubled when Deon’s fingers started to flick over the bundle of nerves at my crest. I leaned backwards against him and closed my eyes, letting myself go in the feeling of his hands working me over, knowing that I had total control.

For too long, I’d had to react to everything that was happening to me. Tonight with Deon, at least on our first round, I wanted to dictate everything that was happening. I wanted to help him bring me the ultimate pleasure and bring him the same as well.

Deon’s hand slid lower between my legs and poked at my entrance there. “Yes, baby,” I said.

He slipped his fingers in and I let out a moan so loud it echoed off the window and bounced back to me. Above, his fingers were flicking one of my nipples, while the other below was stirring me up inside. My mind turned to mush, made worse when Deon leaned his head forward enough to latch onto my neck. He bit down before kissing at the spot gently, and unexpectedly, I came.

“Ah,” Deon said. “You like being bitten.”

“Maybe,” I said.

“Duly noted.”

He continued to work even through my barreling orgasm and then sunk his teeth into my shoulder and held on while he brought me to a second climax almost immediately. My legs shuddered at the intense feeling, never before having experienced what it felt like to tell someone exactly what I wanted and to receive it.

It was unfair how heavenly it felt.

I sat forward a bit from Deon, and he pulled his hands away from me. He dragged my top with him as I pulled away, snatching it off, so when I stood up again, I wriggled my skirt down my legs and off. I knelt in front of Deon and widened his legs then, snickering at his length stabbing straight up, a darkened spot showing through his pants. Instead of pulling him out, I ducked my head down and started to nuzzle along the length. Deon tensed up again, his hands balling to fists at his side.

“Don’t tease me, Cherri,” he demanded.

I rubbed his shaft through his pants. “I told you, this is a punishment.”

He growled, but didn’t fight me. My teasing continued, rubbing him through his pants, until I felt I’d caused him enough strife. Pulling his pants and boxers off first, I shoved both articles away, then I went back to just mouthing along the shaft. I didn’t close over, at least not until Deon threw his head back in frustration. Finally, I stuck my tongue out and licked up and closed over. Deon let out a loud