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I bit my cheek and remained silent, and he let me get away with it for exactly five seconds. And then he spanked my pussy.
It wasn't hard or rough, just a light tap. But it shot through my body like a flaming arrow and brought me right back to the edge.
“Holy shit,” I breathed.
“Answer me, Ria. How many times?”
“I don't know. Ten?”
“Not even close.” He went back to rolling my clit, making my hips squirm and spasm. And just as I was about to spill over the edge, he stopped.
I tapped my forehead against my fists in frustration.
“I can't wait to do this to you with toys,” he murmured, slipping a finger inside me. “I wonder how many times I can force you to come for me before you cry and beg for mercy.”
“Sadist,” I laughed weakly.
He chuckled, and before I could make another smart remark, he inserted a second finger.
“Oh god, Adrien,” I whimpered. “This is amazing.”
“I know, baby. I'm right there with you.”
“I can't believe... ah.” My hips lifted off his lap, my left thigh shaking uncontrollably as his fingers scratched just the right spot. But then he stopped, and my body cried.
He released an unsteady breath. “I'm losing my goddamn mind over here. I've never... fuck, just look at you.” He squeezed my cheek, gave it a punishing slap, then went right back to fucking me with his fingers. “You need to be taught a lesson for making me feel like this.”
I released a guttural moan, my toes curling as the pleasure became too much to bear. I needed release.
“I'm going to buy you a house full of lingerie when we go back,” he promised. “You're too pretty to be left unspoiled, baby. Too pretty to be left unpunished.”
It was all a bunch of nonsense, but that didn't stop the ancient lizard part of my brain from hissing in pleasure.
“We also need to do something about this mess you're making,” he chided, pulling his hand away.
He lifted me from his lap, placed me facedown on the mattress, then slid a pillow under my stomach, angling my hips up for better access. I felt like a boneless ragdoll, succumbing to his every whim. And I loved it.
“I'm going to lick and suck your pretty pink pussy clean, but I'm not going to let you come. Not yet.”
“Adrien,” I whined.
“You shouldn't have lied to me so much.”
“This is so not a proportionate response,” I sighed, my core already starting to clench as he positioned himself behind me, spreading my lips wide open with his thumbs. “There is such a thing as too much foreplay, you know.”
“You keep telling yourself that.” The heat of his breath tickled my center, and I clenched. “I'm really going to enjoy this.”
He licked me. It was a firm, thorough lick, the thick pad of his tongue sliding from my clit all the way up to my entrance. And once he started, he didn't stop. He licked, kissed, sucked, and praised, but never gave me enough to push me over the edge. At one point he nipped a trail down my labia with his teeth, and I reached behind me and gripped his hair, begging for him to please, please, please keep going. He didn't.
I stopped counting how many times he edged me at around eight, mostly because I didn't have the mental capacity to keep going. By the end, I was so wound up and sensitive, that he was getting me there with just a couple of licks, or a small suckle of my clit.
“I need... how many...” I tried.
He was trailing the tip of his tongue along the crease between the inner part of my thigh and my sex, placing little kisses on my skin. I was going to die.
“Well, we were done with the lying count about three edges ago, but I'm a greedy man,” he murmured. “It's your fault for tasting so sweet. I could spend all night with my face stuffed between your legs, pretty girl, listening to you whimper and moan like that.”
No. Really. I was going to die.
