Catarina did what he said, and he put down his coffee cup. She liked it a lot better when he put the cup down and she knew she had him, that what she was doing was getting to him. She found if she suckled strongly and did a little moaning of her own, the sensation really got to him. She found the most sensitive spots, and she worked them, enjoying every shudder of his body.

“That’s perfect, baby,” he praised. “You’re already a master at this, and you want to know why? Because it matters to you. You really do want to please me. You’re beautiful, Cat, so fucking beautiful.”

She loved the rasp in his voice. The way he was always so decisive and commanding. She loved that he gave her praise when she did something right. She loved her mouth on him. His taste. The way his body shuddered with pleasure. And she especially loved that she was the one giving him that pleasure.

“That’s so good, Kitten, but I think you’re ready for me to take over. I’m going to go a little harder and a little deeper than last time we did this. When I go deep, it might be more like twenty seconds instead of ten and you might begin to panic. I want your eyes on me the entire time. That way I can see if you’re panicked but can take it, or panicked and we have to stop for a couple of minutes. Do you understand?”

She nodded, too caught up in what she was doing to really pay attention.

He narrowed his gaze. “Baby, I don’t want you afraid. If you start to panic, I need to know. I have to be able to read you. Tell me you get that.”

She fought down a smile. He was more anxious on her behalf than she was. “Yes, Eli, I understand, I’ll keep my eyes on yours.”

“I want you sucking me and using your tongue while I go deep. Relax for me, just like before.”

She was so wet between her legs, her thighs felt creamy. Her body tingled from head to toe. Her mouth watered. She couldn’t take her eyes from his, from the dark intensity of his hunger. He looked darkly sensual, his features carved with lust, his eyes hooded and hungry.

“This time, I’m not going to stop. You understand?”

She swallowed. He was scaring her just a little bit, but she was excited at the same time. “I understand, you’re not going to stop.”

His hands went to her hair, fisting on either side of her head. “Tilt your head and keep your eyes on me. Don’t look away. And put both your hands on my thighs and keep them there.” He stood up, towering over her, the head of his cock at her lips.