Page 121 of Sun-Kissed Fangs
“What a fucking sight…”
Maya brushed her fingers through Harper’s hair, and the touch was almost enough to make her tremble.
She took Harper’s hand, leading it to the base of the strap. A moment later, a faint buzzing started beneath the harness. A vibrator pressed between it and Maya’s body.
Harper didn’t think. Didn’t speak and didn’t ask, even though she should have done that last thing. But all she could think about was Maya’s moans and how she’d just been given an immediate way to summon them.
Harper fell on her, grabbed the strap, and put it in her mouth.
Maya hissed. Her body tensed as Harper started sucking in earnest, a low sigh escaping when she pressed down on the strap. Pushing it against her clit.
“Fuck,” Maya moaned. “I had other ideas, but… Never mind. Keep doing that.”
No force on earth could have gotten her to stop. She moved her head up and down, producing a sigh every time. Maybe it was because of the blindfold or it was just because this past week had felt like a month, but every noise of pleasure Maya made sparked through Harper’s body with frightening intensity.
Throbbing heat gathered between her thighs. She almost touched herself, but this wasn’t about her. Something that was made abundantly clear when Maya grabbed her hair, holding ontight.
“You look so hot right now.” Maya took control of her head, forcing her to take more of the strap. “You’re doing that so well. Fuck,yes.”
She pushed hard, pressing Harper’s head so far down that her lips nearly touched the base of the strap. She gagged, body tensing, as Maya let out a low groan.
When Maya finally let her go, Harper darted her head back, gasping and coughing. Her throat ached, and saliva had wetted her lips and chin.
“Get up here,” Maya said. She didn’t even sound out of breath.
Moving slowly, Harper stood and sat on Maya’s lap. Still blind, she grabbed Maya’s shoulders for balance. And stiffened.
Rather than fabric, her fingers found soft skin.
“You’re naked,” Harper whispered.
“Yes. Now sitdown.” Maya angled the strap, brushing the slick tip between her legs. “And do it slowly. I want to look at you as you take me.”
Harper’s skin felt like it was on fire. Her bodyachedfor this, feeling so hot that she doubted she would last longer than a few minutes if this went as she suspected it would.
But she obeyed. She lowered herselfslowly. So slowly that she whimpered when she took the strap completely. Her hands lowered from Maya’s shoulders. Tracing her collarbone. The peaks of her nipples. The curves of her breasts.
Screwminutes. If she hadn’t been wearing the blindfold and could have taken in this scene, she would have fallen apart right then.
“Good girl,” Maya whispered, and Harper was only slightly ashamed of the low moan she let out.
It was Maya’s fault. She knew what she was doing, making her voice sound that low and dangerous, as though Harper was a decadent meal and Maya hadn’t eaten in months.
“What you did before…” Maya’s voice was a little strained. “Why did you do that?”
Harper tensed. Was Maya angry? She didn’t sound angry. But then again, Maya didn’tgetangry. Usually, Harper had to be forced into this level of compliance. Previous partners had all but shoved her into it.
Maya didn’t shove. She teased. Coaxed. And she did it so expertly that Harper would do whatever she asked.
“I wanted to please you,” Harper mumbled. “Make you feel good. I didn’t think. It just happened.”
She took a sharp breath as Maya traced a finger along her jawline. A light touch that still made her tremble.
“Oh, Harper…” Maya took a deep breath, as though enjoying the scent of a decadent perfume. “I’m going to have my fill of you. I know you want to touch me. I’m inclined to allow it. If you’reverygood and follow every instruction provided, with no hesitation, I might let you. Is that clear?”
Harper gave a quick nod. “Yes, Sir.”
Maya grabbed her chin, pulling her forward until their lips met. Not a kiss, exactly. Just a mere brush of their lips, and it took every ounce of willpower Harper had not towhine.
