by Ivy Barrett
With his gaze locked with hers, he licked her slit and teased her clit. She jumped and trembled, her pleasure flooding his mind.
“In me,” she whispered. “Oh please fuck me with your tongue.”
He pushed his tongue into her core until his lips pressed firmly against her folds then he pulled back and did it again and again. Her taste filled his mouth, her heat surrounded his tongue, and he felt his balls draw up tight, threatening to end their love play.
“Shit.” He groaned and rested his forehead on her belly. His cock pounded and his balls burned.
“Please, Drake. I need you now.”
He felt her desperation in his mind and understood the significance of his name. Abandoning her “punishment”, he impaled her with one brutal stroke. She came hard, each rhythmic spasm adding to his torment.
Waiting for the last twinge to pass, he then grasped her hips and reached for her mind. She wrapped herself around him, saturating him with tenderness and gratitude. He pulled back and drove deep, savoring the firm grasp of her body. She was so wet her cream coated her inner thighs, and still she gripped him so hard he saw stars.
She rocked into his movements, matching him stroke for stroke. He cupped her breast and kissed her mouth, wanting everything all at once. They took and gave, perfectly balanced and unified. The wildness within her stilled, and the sweet, giving mystic emerged. He encouraged the transition with the power of his love, revealing the depths of his devotion.
His balls tingled and tightened, announcing his impending release. He framed her face with his hands and stared into her eyes, determined to take her with him. Now, my love. Come for me now. The command was gentle yet insistent, and her body obeyed. She pulsed around him as he exploded into her.
Clasping her to his chest, he rolled them to their sides and stroked the hair back from her damp face. Her eyes were clear, her lips smiling. All he could sense now was lethargy and peace. He kissed her with all the love in his heart and settled her into the contours of his body.
“This wasn’t exactly the ending I had planned.”
She reached up and mirrored his caress. “This was the ending I’ve dreamed of all my life. I can’t imagine anything more perfect.”
Dark Star Doms 5: The Virgin Madam
Series Finale!
Ivy Barrett
After inheriting a wildly popular sex club from her estranged mother, Tamara is forced to reexamine her priorities. She must now manage a vast fortune, her newly awakened hunger for uninhibited pleasure, and her mother’s deadly enemies. Seeing no other option, and running for her life, she seeks refuge with Jericho James, a man nearly as notorious as her mother.
Jericho is fascinated by the passionate promise smoldering beneath Tamara’s stubborn reserve. He longs to strip away her defenses and help the spirited virgin explore each new longing, but first they must discover who is trying to kill her and determine if her mystic abilities have anything to do with the villain’s plot. Danger heightens desire. If they can stay alive long enough to enjoy the ride.