“Not so fast, cub.” A kiss lands on the inside of my right thigh. Then, on the left. “You only get to come when I give you permission.”
“Why?” I mewl.
“You’re holding the reins of this silly criminal empire of yours.” A long lick to my folds. “And even though I’d enjoy offing every one of your subordinates and will extinguish all potential threats, I respect your need to see it through. But in bed”—a light bite on my c**t—“I’m the one in command.”
I almost come from his words alone. My thighs tremble like I’m running a fever as he carefully lowers my legs and starts unzipping his pants. I bite the inside of my cheek, wondering if he’ll take me fast or slow. Where my demon is concerned, I never know what to expect. He releases his massive c**k, and just the sight of it makes my core spas
