She swallowed hard, her eyes trained on him. He worked her slowly, gauging her every breath and the flare of sparks in her eyes each time he stroked that magical spot that brought a gasp, a moan, or a high-pitched greedy sound that spiked through him.

“Faster,” she pleaded.

He sank his teeth into the swell of her breast, and she gasped. “No fucking way am I going to rush this. I’ve thought about your sweet pussy for days.” He continued fucking her slowly with his fingers, applying just enough pressure on her clit to bring her to the edge of release. “I want you so needy, when you come on my hand, my mouth, and my cock, you feel it everywhere.”

Her eyes flared, cheeks reddening.

“I’m no Boy Scout, Blue Eyes. If I’m too much for you, tell me now before we go any further.”

“I’d be disappointed if you were.” Her eyes narrowed with challenge. “But the promise of three orgasms is big talk. I sure hope you can stand up to your promises.”

He crooked his fingers, and “Holy…” fell breathily from her lips as her eyes closed, and her head tipped back.

“Eyes. On. Me.”

The scowl on her face was adorably sexy. He nipped at her lower lip, and she ground her hips, smirking.

“I look forward to fucking that smirking mouth.”

“That’s awfully presumptuous. You’ll fuck my mouth when and if I want you to.”

“I’d have it no other way, but trust me. You’ll beg me to do it.”

“We’ll see about that.”

“Yes, we will.” He withdrew his fingers from her pussy and brought them to his mouth, gliding his tongue along the length of them. “So fucking sweet. Open your mouth.” When she did, he pushed his fingers in it. “Show me how you’ll suck my cock. Make me want it.”

Eyes narrowing, she slid her tongue along and over his fingers, her mouth hanging open so he could watch, and watch he did, every slide, every lick, every flash of lust in her beautiful eyes. When she closed her mouth, sucking hard, he felt it in his dick, and his hips shot up, drawing a guttural moan from his lungs.

She smiled victoriously. “I’m no Girl Scout. If you can’t take it, tell me now.”

“I’m going to take everything you have to give.” He fisted his hand in her hair, bringing her mouth to his as he lowered his hand, pushing his fingers into her again, using his thumb as he did before, until she was whimpering into their kisses, her lower body trembling, breasts heaving. He tugged her head back but kept her close, eyes blazing, as he took her right up to the verge of release.

Her nails dug into his shoulders. “Tobias,” she pleaded.

“Good girl,” he gritted out. “Say my name.”

“Tobias, please.”