She did as he asked, bringing her hands up to her breasts and cupping them eagerly. She squeezed her own nipples, pulling on them harshly, almost making him wince. He knew they hurt, given how she'd reacted just a few minutes ago when he'd played with them. The woman could definitely tolerate pain. Gina was a masochist, and she loved anything Linc would dish out at her. He enjoyed playing with her and pushing her limits.
His gaze darted down to her sex. She was soaked for him, which wasn't a surprise. His cock twitched in response, and he wrapped his hand around it, stroking it as he watched her play with her nipples. His other hand slipped through her folds and he almost groaned out loud at how drenched she was. His fingers found her swollen clit, and teased it a bit before pulling away. "You know I might just jerk off here. All over your wet pussy. Then we'll call it a night. You can go to work horny and just stay that way until you see me in a few days."
She whimpered. "Please Sir. Please fuck me."
He smirked at her. "Do you think you've earned it?"
She bit her lip. He knew she wanted to say yes and they could both agree on that. But she wouldn't. "Only if it pleases you, Sir."
He smirked. "Good answer. Get on your hands and knees, ass towards me. Keep those legs spread."
Gina eagerly got into position, her gaze darting back to him over her shoulder.
Lincoln knelt behind her, between her spread legs and smacked her ass. She gasped and moaned as he slipped two fingers inside of her, thrusting them in and out. She was so wet. He was glad he'd already cum once or he'd be getting off the moment he stuck his dick in her.
"Please Sir. Please," she begged.
"What do you want, Gina?" He withdrew his fingers and pressed down on the middle of her back, encouraging her to drop her head and shoulders down on to the mattress.
"Whatever pleases you, Sir."
He snorted. "It would please me if you told me in great detail exactly what you want."
"Your cock, Sir. In my pussy. Hard and fast while you play with my clit."
He smiled. "You think you're wet enough to handle that?"
"Yes, Sir."
"I think so too." Lincoln lined himself up at her entrance and slipped the tip inside of her. Then he grabbed her hips and thrust the rest of the way in, slamming his hips against her ass.
She screamed, burying her face in the blankets. "Yes!"
Her pussy was amazing and Linc couldn't get enough of it. He slammed into her over and over, his fingers finding her clit and teasing it for a few moments. Finally, he squeezed it. "Cum," he commanded, tipping her over the edge.
He hit his own peak and groaned out his pleasure, slowing his movements as he emptied inside her. He slowly pulled out. "Roll over."
Gina rolled onto her back and he moved over her. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Lincoln wrapped an arm around her and got off the bed and headed into the bathroom.
He sat her down and flipped on the water, adjusting the temperature. Then he turned back to her and cupped her cheek."You okay?"
She smiled and leaned into him. "Yeah, Linc. I'm fine. The sex was amazing."
He nodded, pulling her against him and wrapping his arms around her. "Okay. Let me bathe you. You gotta leave soon to head to work."
She sighed. "Don't remind me."
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The Chef's Sick Mate (Book 17 of the Regal Eclipse Pack Series)
WerewolfThis book contains spoilers for the other books in the Regal Eclipse Pack Series, especially Books 14 - 16.