Snaring Emberly (Morally Black, #2)

by Gigi Styx

I’m in control of how she sucks my cock. Not her. “Open your mouth,” I command. She parts her lips. “Now, stick out your tongue.” Her obedience is like a shot of the most potent aphrodisiac, and the sight of that pink little tongue goes straight to my balls. “Good girl.”

The last time I gave a man the benefit of the doubt, I became his hostage. I was assaulted, beaten, debased. I would rather die than let myself become a victim again. So, I tell that little voice to go fuck itself. It’s the same critical bitch that asked me why I didn’t notice Jim was a violent abuser. If it wants me to be polite in the face of potential danger, it needs to haunt a doormat.

Exactly!

His lips close in between my buttocks and he makes a noisy suck, followed by a swirl of his tongue that lights up every nerve like a firework display. “Oh god,” I groan. “I’m the other guy.” His tongue slides down my perineum and then he slurps wine from my pussy.

Oh boy!

“It will always be you, baby. No matter how many women come to my gates thinking I owe them attention, the only one I will ever love is you.”