Chapter 6

“Oh, Nicki…” He dragged the head of his cock between her swollen lips, moving it up and down, teasing her opening. “You look so delicious, I might not be able to let you go.”

She might not be able to look at him, but she could feel him. More importantly, he could feel her. Anicka shifted her weight backward, ignoring the pull at her scalp when he didn’t ease his grip on her hair, and hooked her feet around the back of his thighs.

“If you fuck me half as good as you look, Sir, I won’t want to go.”

“I won’t forget you said that,” he said, his tone one of genuine warning.