Never Let Me Go (Inevitably You, #2)

by Lyla Dane

I felt his lips move as he murmured, “What do you need, princess? You need me to punish you for being so rude?” “Oh, fuck, Beck,” I groaned, so fucking hard it was painful. He slid his cock along the crease of my ass, and I could feel the heat of it through our clothes. I wanted him to bury it inside me, to fill me with his cum, to fuck me and own me. “How should I punish you?” he said, sifting his fingers into my hair. He jerked my head back until I could see him, and the rapt attention he gave every inch of my face left me panting. “With my tongue?” My eyes rolled back when he tightened his grip in my hair, and I was whining incessantly now. My balls were throbbing right along with my cock, and I thought I might come just from hearing his voice. “With my fingers?” “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” I panted, trying to grind my hips into the bed. I needed relief, the building pressure and the heat almost unbearable. He bit the shell of my ear, making me cry out, and growled, “With my cock?” “Beck,” I gasped, every nerve-ending on fire. “Say please, princess.” “Please, please, please, please, please,” I whined. “Fuck, the way you beg,” he said roughly, and I could hear in his voice how much his own control was slipping. Fast. He shifted his weight, there was the sound of a drawer opening, and then he was moving away from me.