Equation for Love Sutherland, Fae (learn to read activity book TXT) 📖

Skye's brows lifted. "You think that's what I am? That's why I like..."He trailed off, then shook his head. "It's ridiculous. I have no desire to have control taken fromme."

Liam's lips twitched. "No? Maybe not. Maybe you'd rather give it freely." He nodded toward the headboard of the bed. "Reach up there and hold on, Skye."

Skye glanced up, then met Liam's gaze. "I don't think this is the kind oflessonI was promised."

Liam chuckled. "I don't recall promising specifics. Besides, this isn't a lesson; this is a test. And you're failing."

Skye scowled at him. Failing? Him? Not likely. He reached up both hands and grasped the slats of the headboard, givingLiamanarchlook. "There, happy?"

"You're a mouthy sub, I think." Liam sounded entirely too pleased. "I like challenging subs, lucky for

you."Skye rolled his eyes. "This is assuming I'm a sub at

all. WhichI'mnot. CanI let go now?"

Liam grinned. "Asking permission already. Very good. And no, you may not."Liamknelt up and Skye's gaze lowered to Liam's cock. He had nothing but his own to compare it to, but Skye was sure Liam had a beautifulcock evenbymore informed standards.

"Now what, then?"It didn't have the same feelingas whenLiamhad held his wrists down. But, gradually, the urge to let go grew stronger and he was soon having to really focus in order to keep his hands where Liamhad told himto keep them.

"Now I get to go back to what I was doing. And you get to hold on...and don't let go, Skye. Don't you dare."

Inwardly, Skye scoffed. What if he did? What would Liam do? Skye was in charge here. He was the one paying for the man's time. Liam couldn't order him around. Yet, as Liamslid back down Skye's body, hot breath leaving a trail of gooseflesh in its wake, Skye didn't let go.

Liam's mouth closed on his cock again, and Skye hissed in pleasure--and still didn't let go. Liam began a slow bob, the hot, wet suction making every nerve in Skye's bodycome alive--and stillhe didn't let go.

He wanted to--oh God, he wanted to--but he didn't. As the seconds ticked by, the pleasure rose and the urge grew stronger to let go, to reach down and bury his fingers in Liam's short, spiky auburn-brown hair-- Skye began to think Liamwasn't so absurd after all. Because every moment that passed, his grip on the slats became less of his own choice and somehow morphed into the powerful desire not to give in, not to disappoint Liam, who had asked himto hold on.

It was like, in a strange way, Liam was holding his hands captive. But not physically. Skye's mind whirled at the implications.

"Oh my God..." His breath caught and he wasn't sure if it was the pleasure or the realization. "I think you're right."

Liam lifted his head and grinned. "I thought so. Now don't let go...or you'll get lesson number nine, which is a lesson in what happens when bratty subs don't do as they're told."

Ohhh...that shouldn't be as arousingas it was. What would he do? Skye almost wanted to let go just to find out. Then he realized if he held on, maybe he'd get a different lesson number nine--the one where he got rewarded for obeying.

Oh God, just thinking the word "obey" had him on the verge of orgasm. What was going on? How had he never known this part of himself existed? More to the point, how was it a complete stranger so easily brought it out inhim?

He couldn't come up withanswers to either ofthose very important questions, though, because Liam had both hands on his hips, lifting him this time, and was doing things to his cock with his mouth Skye had never, ever suspected were possible. He clutched the headboard, arching, his whole body shaking. "Liam...oh God...Liam, please..."

Liam growled, and the sound was so sexy. Skye's mind scrambled to figure out what had caused it, so he could do it again and again and get more sexy growls. "Liam..."He arched. "Please?"

There it was. Another growl. Ohhh...it's the please. Liam liked that. Skye looked down and was caught in molten-hot hazel eyes, more green right then thanbefore. His breathquickened evenmore.

"Please...I can't..."He couldn't hold onwas what he meant to say, but he barely got the first part out before his orgasmwas hard uponhimand he cried out. "Liam!"

The next thing he knew Liam wasn't sucking him anymore, he was kissing him, hot and deep, his taste muskier and almost primalas his hand reached between them and stroked Skye tight and fast to completion. Skye didn't even have a chance to be disappointed Liam's mouth was gone because, before he could be, the pleasure just exploded, like he imagined a star going supernova was like, consumingeverythinginits path.

He might have screamed into Liam's mouth, but then it was over as quick as it'd started and he did let go, reaching down to push at Liam's hands. Even the light grip he had on Skye's cock was too much in the aftershocks of the orgasm. It was like his nerves were allonthe outside instead ofin.

"Oh my God...oh my God..." He didn't even have words for that. For any of it. Not the sex, not the bizarre curve ballhis psyche had thrownat himcourtesy ofLiam--it was alltoo much.

What on earth had he been thinking? Twelve sessions with this man might very well be the death of him, if this first one was any indication. Still...he knew he'd go throughwitheverysingle one.

Liam was going to teach him everything he knew. Even more than Skye had bargained for. A sound investment, he thought. Right then, though, he didn't want to think and reached for Liam, mouth already cravingthe taste ofhimagain.

Oh, boy. He was introuble, wasn't he?

Chapter 4

Liam fiddled with his cell phone, then tucked it away in his pocket with a sigh of frustration, but not before glancing at the clock--7:12 P.M. Skye was late. Which wouldn't normally raise much concern--clients ran late all the time--but considering