Perfectly Broken by Emily Jane Trent Page B

kiss that bound
them together.
    When he pulled away, Susanna gasped. She reached
out and grabbed the waistband of his briefs and pulled them off to
let his erection spring free. Staring unabashedly, she relished the
sight of his gorgeous cock. He was thick and ready.
    He straddled her, and Susanna put her hands
around his hips to pull herself upright with her legs between his.
Pressing her face into him, the male scent of arousal made her
giddy. She breathed deeply and then kissed his cock several
times.
    With one hand, she gripped the base and angled
the knob to her mouth. Tomas tasted so good, a little salty, and so
masculine. At her leisure, Susanna sucked, taking her time. And he
made no move to stop her. Rolling her tongue under the thick rim,
she heard a deep moan and knew Tomas liked what she was doing.
    In no rush, Susanna cupped his balls, the feel
of them in her hand driving her crazy. She raked her tongue along
the sides of his velvet skin, lost in his beauty. Pressing one hand
on his belly, she felt his steel abs and realized how wet she was.
And how much she needed him.
    Then he had her on the bed. Susanna was on her
back and his hands were all over her. It felt amazing. His palms
rubbed down her arms and along her ribs. She wanted him to touch
her everywhere and not stop. Tomas felt her inner thighs and
squeezed her calves.
    Every inch of skin was on fire for him. “Don’t
stop,” she begged. Her voice sounded far away and the words came
out slowly, as if poured out of a syrup bottle. Tomas put his hands
at the top of her hips and held her there.
    He slipped down and, pulling aside the crotch of
her panties, drew his tongue along her slit. The sound of her own
panting echoed in her ears, matched with the deep, fast breathing
of her lover. Susanna spread her legs a little more, wanting his
touch. With the tip of his tongue, Tomas flicked over her clit just
once.
    “Ahh,” she groaned.
    “Like that?” he whispered.
    “More. I need more.”
    Tomas took her wrists again and lifted her arms
over her head. “Keep them there,” he said.
    Then he put his palms against her inner thighs
and pressed to open her legs for him. “Keep them apart,” he
commanded.
    Spread eagle on the bed, Susanna waited for his
touch but felt nothing. “Please.”
    Tomas ran one finger from her chin, down her
neck to her belly button. He circled his fingertip in her belly
button, making her whimper. “Don’t move,” he said. “I want you to
be very still. Keep your arms and legs out.”
    His words aroused her all the more.
    “This orgasm is mine. Don’t move at all, just
experience,” he said. “I will tell you when you have permission to
come.”
    Susanna’s skin tingled and her clit turned to a
tiny knot.
    “Do you understand?”
    The gruff sound of his voice, and the commanding
tone, sent heat to her belly that settled deep in her sex. She
tried to be still, but fought the urge to squirm. Susanna wanted to
press into the mattress and arch her back to encourage Tomas to
stimulate her where she needed it most. Not moving was torture.
    “Be still, baby. Say yes if you understand.”
    “Yes.” The words on her lips felt strange, as if
someone else was saying them. But their meaning was not lost on
her. It took all her focus to calm her body, and she worried she
would move without realizing it.
    “Good,” he said. “That makes me happy.”
    His joy made her feel good, and Susanna wanted
to please him. Usually she guided things, and having it the other
way around was new. She would be motionless. She could do that for
him. Then she felt a flutter of kisses on her neck, and doubted her
promise.
    His mouth felt too good. Every kiss sent an
electric current though her, flowing to her sex. Tomas took his
time, tasting every inch of her, even under her arms and in the
crook of her elbow. It was heavenly.
    But it was very hard not to move. Susanna wanted
to push his mouth to the tender spot between her legs and make him
do