HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 66

Meadow’s POV:

I already knew what he was going to say when I asked him to show me what was behind the door. It’s why option three came in handy. That way, if he didn’t let me in there, at least he’d let me please him.

And I knew he wasn’t going to choose option two.

“So, what will it be, Daddy?” My voice was barely above a whisper, laced with want–because I did want him, God, I wanted him so badly. And from the way his eyes darkened even further, I could tell that he wanted me too. Maybe even more than I wanted him.

Alaric hummed, tongue sticking out to wet his lips. “You’re giving me ultimatums now?”

I bit down softly on my bottom lip “You can’t treat me like I’m made of porcelain forever.”

“Yes,” he murmured, pinching my nipple and drawing out a moan from me. “I can. Come here.”

And then his mouth was on mine again, kissing me like he just couldn’t get enough. I giggled against his mouth. “All those weeks you made up every single existing excuse not to kiss me, and then the second you do, you don’t want to stop.”

Alaric’s lips moved to my neck as his fingers gently stroked the front of my panties. My back arched in response and he groaned. “Is that a question or an observation?”

“Maybe both,” I whispered. Alaric froze against my neck when I began to trace his belt with my fingers. And then, before I could overthink it, I edged downward, my fingers grazing the front of his pants.

A gasp escaped me. Alaric’s bulge was pushing hard against his pants. He jerked a little and I swallowed nervously.

“You’re treading on dangerous grounds here, baby.”

He pulled back to look at me, resting one hand at the nape of my neck as his teeth scraped along his bottom lip.

“Do you not want me to taste you?” I asked softly.

“Of course I do, Meadow. Fuck.” His eyes flashed and he pulled me up along with him so we were both on our feet now. “You have no idea of the kind of plans I have for this pretty mouth,” he rasped, tracing my lower lip with his thumb. “The kind of plans I have for this tight fucking body of yours.”

Alaric squeezed my waist, jerking me against his body so I could feel his hard–on pressing against my stomach.

More heat pooled at the bottom of my stomach. “Then let me please you, Daddy. Please.”

“Fucking love it when you call me that.” His other hand squeezed my neck. “And I seem to remember telling you I have this burning desire to give you whatever you want,” he continued.

A shiver ran down my spine. I remembered that as well. He said that to me the day he set me down on the kitchen counter like a meal, and then ate me out like a starving man.

My thighs rubbed together and my eyelids fluttered. “And?”

His eyes darkened further. “Get on your knees,”

My breath caught in my throat.

It was a simple command. One that my body was so eager to follow as my knees buckled before my brain could even process it. Slowly, I lowered myself to the floor in front of him.

Oh god. I was really doing this. I was really going to have Alaric’s cock in my mouth for the very first time. I was going to SEE it for the very first time.

Alaric’s dark gaze stayed on mine, his jaw clenched although his expression was indifferent, like a woman on her knees at his feet was some sort of daily routine. I wondered how many girls had done this before me.

Wondered how many he’d actually felt.

“You gonna stare at my crotch all day, baby?” His voice was deep, laced thickly with what I recognized as want. Need. “What are you waiting for?”

I was nervous. Fucking nervous. But I wasn’t going to admit it before Alaric would say I wasn’t ready. I was.

I was ready.

I tried to keep my hands steady as I reached for his belt, undoing the buckle. The sound of the zipper as I pulled it down echoed through the room. It was the only other sound apart from my haphazard breathing. And his steady one.

I pulled down his pants, leaving him in his briefs, and my mouth watered just looking at the lining of his cock through the briefs.

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