shirt over his head and throws it to the floor. “Getting ready to tuck you in.”
“Why are you taking off your clothes to do that?” I squeak out as my pulse picks up speed.
His hands pause on his belt, and he lifts one thick eyebrow at me. “As you showed earlier, we’re free to disrobe anywhere in the house. I choose here.”
My arm lifts, finger out to tap against his chiseled chest. “You’re not sleeping in here with me, so don’t even think about it.”
“I have no plan to sleep.” His pants drop to the floor, revealing the glorious length of his hard cock.
I swallow the sudden drool that floods my mouth, my eyes stuck to his hard lines. “I never agreed to sex tonight.”
He steps out of his pants, fully nude. “You will.”
Yes, I will. But I shouldn’t.
I scramble back on the bed. “I’m full, I don’t need any more energy.”
“Then don’t feed.” He catches my ankle before I get too far away.
I kick my legs as he quickly rids me of my sweats. “This isn’t what we agreed to!”
“You should have been more specific in your bargaining.” With one hand still on me, he reaches into the nest of pillows at the head of my bed and plucks out a square one with purple sequins. “Now, hug your pillow like a good girl.”
As he places the pillow against my stomach, my arms instinctively curl around it, leaving me completely vulnerable when he grabs my legs and easily flips me onto my stomach. The tiny discs of plastic bite into my skin as the pillow takes my full weight.
I turn my head to escape the suffocation of my quilt. “You promised me a massage.”
“I promised to work all the tension out of you,” he corrects. Hot hands cover my thighs, and he pushes them apart. “Now, just lay there and let me take care of you.”
“Just lay there?” I gasp with indignation. “I’m a succubus! I don’t just lay ther—”
My words cut off on a gasp as his hot mouth covers my exposed sex, his tongue flattening to lick a long line up my opening before driving inside. The suddenness of it takes me by surprise, and my hips lift of their own volition, trying to give him better access. A hand on the small of my back shoves me back down, and Tobias’s teeth graze my sensitive folds in warning.
The threat quickens my pulse, liquid heat pooling in my core. Damn, that’s such a better use for his mouth than talking. Lust pushes back all desire to sleep, and I spread my legs wider.
He rewards me with another long lick before his mouth opens wide over my swollen folds and he sucks hard. I feel the press of teeth and the scrape of stubble along with the hot flick of his tongue, and my toes curl, pleasure rolling through me.
His tongue drives inside, lapping at my channel, and a mewl of desire escapes me. My muscles flex, trying to hold onto him as he pulls back. I need that fullness deeper, need the stretch of muscles around his hard cock.
Gasping, I reach back with one hand to pull on his hair. “Okay, we can have sex. Get inside me.”
“No,” he growls, the sound vibrating against my slick heat.
“What?” I try to rear up, but his hand on my back holds me in place. “What do you mean, no?”
“No.” His lips form the word against my entrance.
He dips lower, tongue slipping toward the height of my sex and the hard nub that waits there. Rough, he tongues my clit until I writhe beneath him. Right when I teeter on the edge of orgasm, he pulls back to nibble my inner thighs.
His teeth press and release, edging on pain without crossing the threshold, each bite accompanied with a, “No.”
When his breath whispers across my entrance once more, my muscles tense in anticipation, but his aim goes higher, his hands hot on my ass as he spreads me open. My eyes widen in surprise, then shock, as the tip of his tongue teases at the tight ring of muscle. The bed dips as he settles more of his weight between my thighs, his hands massaging my cheeks, hard then gentle, painful then soothing.
His tongue flattens, pushing against my ass, and unexpected pleasure makes my heart skip. He hums with appreciation, lapping until I grow used to the sensation and relax beneath him.