Taming London (Warwick Dragons #1) - Milly Taiden Page 0,33

pleasure. The digit went farther down, circling the hole of her ass. It was unexpected and blasted her body with shivers of forbidden things. No one had ever touched her there before. The fact that it was London fucking Warwick while he was eating her out like it was an Olympic sport, and he wanted the gold, was entirely too much for Bethany. London must have known it was new to her, because he growled low in his throat, increasing the speed and determination on her clit. There was no way to keep track of his fingers. They were everywhere, toying with her as her orgasm barreled through her. Bethany’s limbs were heavy and loaded down by the heady sensations as tingles of pleasure were overtaking her. London’s tongue was relentless, dragging out the orgasm as it hit her with a wave of surprising strength.

Bethany screamed out his name, her voice hoarse with want and needing so much more. He kept on licking, sucking until her legs were shaking at the side of his head. He didn’t stop as the current of her release eased, drawing it out, creating aftershocks. Bethany was sure he would get her there again, and soon if he didn’t stop. But her heart couldn’t take it, it was still racing all too fast.

“London,” she panted. “You have to stop, or I’m going to die right here.”

He chuckled, taking another lick of her. “I can’t help myself, Beth. You’re so delicious, I can keep going.”

“Yeah, well, I need a second. My heart is human, and that was so good, you almost killed me.”

“There are worse ways to go.”

She wanted to agree with him, but the afterglow of her orgasm was dulled by the realization that he was still fully clothed.

“I’m feeling a little exposed at the moment,” she said, her voice small. She went so far as to cover her breasts and pussy with two shaking hands.

“None of that,” he said as he pulled the limbs off. “You’re hiding the world’s beauty.”

“But I’m nude, and you look like you just stepped out of a magazine cover.”

“Why, Miss Russo, are you asking me to take my clothes off?” His smirk was devious and teasing.

She blushed and nodded, not trusting herself to say anything. His handsome face was grinning down at her as he undid the buttons of his cuffs, then he began to slowly work on the shirt. He was taking his time, and Bethany was getting impatient. She hadn’t seen the glorious abs and rippling of his muscles in days. She would have gotten up to hasten his stripping, but her entire body was water and still shaking from the powerful orgasm he had licked out of her.

“Why do you do everything so slow?” she groaned, her fingers itching to get to his abs.

London shrugged out of his shirt. “I don’t believe that sex with you should be something that is rushed. It should be slow. It should be a whole experience. It’s a true luxury, Beth.”

A shiver ran up her spine. He had said sex with her. It made her want him all the more. She was also a big fan of the way he kept on saying her name. She had never been a fan of the nickname Beth, but when it was his delicious full lips that spoke the word, it was wonderful. It made her feel close and connected to him.

London’s hands hovered over his belt and zipper, and he frowned down at her. “Hey, we don’t have to take it any further. If this is all I get from you tonight, it’ll already be more than enough.”

Bethany shook her head, and a grunt of frustration escaped her parted lips. “If you make me beg you to fuck me, I am going to be really pissed off. You already gave me one orgasm, now I want to see if you can manage to fuck me over the edge.”

It was a bold statement.

She wasn’t sure where it had come from, but she found she had meant it.

London quirked a brow up at her, a satisfied grin on his face.

“Oh, I should be the one doing the begging, love. You’re entirely too delicious and stunning to be doing any sort of pleading.” As he spoke, he kicked off his pants and his black briefs.

Bethany was speechless.

She had seen dicks before. Small ones, curved ones. Ugly ones.

But this…

It was a masterpiece. He deserved a Golden Cock Award.

London’s cock was fully erect and pointing at her.