“Ridge,” I whine, “please.”
When he doesn’t do what I need, I drop one hand and reach around him to slide it between my legs, shoving his hand out of the way. But before I can push them deep inside my heat, he grabs my wrist, forcing my hand back to my tits.
“Nuh-uh,” he coos, his movements stilling completely. “You chose this, baby. I said naughty or nice, and you chose naughty. So, you don’t get to come. At least not just yet.”
“Ridge.” His name rips from my lips, somewhere between a roar and a whine.
But instead of giving me what I want, he simply smirks again.
“You’re being so mouthy for a girl on the naughty list.” He tsks me. “I think I should fill that mouth with something; that way, you stop whining.”
Even through my agony, the throbbing between my legs only intensifies when he moves higher up my body before his cock is nudging my face.
“Open up, Fireball. I’m about to show you what I do to whiny, desperate, naughty girls like you.”
My lips fall apart as I inhale a sharp breath because my mind is spinning, but Ridge takes the opportunity to thrust his dick deep into my mouth.
He tastes so good, just like I knew he would, but that doesn’t help the throb that’s so deep inside of me; everything hurts because I need relief.
“That’s it,” he groans. “Be a good girl. Suck my dick really good, and maybe, just maybe, I’ll put you on the nice list and let you come on my fingers. Or maybe my tongue.”
I don’t just want to come; Ineedto. But I also need to suck his dick because, right now, it’s all I can think about.
Lifting my head slightly, I take him as deep as I can and then push my face even further against his body. When the tip of his cock hits the back of my throat, I gag. But before I can pull back, his fingers grip the hat on my head as he holds me there, only to make me gag again. Finally, he releases me, and after catching my breath for a second, I resume sliding my lips up and down his rigid dick, letting my spit soak every inch of him that I can.
“That’s it,” he practically grunts. “Take it. Take all of it.”
My hand slides down my body, and I move it between my legs again. Pushing two fingers inside of myself, I cry out with his dick in my mouth at the instant relief. But within seconds, he’s pulling my hand away.
“You’re never going to get off the naughty list if you keep it up,” he says, squeezing my hand in his.
With one thrust, his cock is so far down my throat that I feel like I’m choking. And yet, with tears in my eyes, I still need more.
He grips my throat as his balls rest against my face. “I’m getting close, baby. Tell me, are you going to be a good girl and swallow me down?” he asks.
Instantly, I nod.
“Good girl.” He barely hisses the words. “I promise that if you take every drop I give you, I’ll reward you.”
I don’t need to do any work because he thrusts in and out of my mouth fast and hard. The only thing I focus on is keeping my lips snug around his hard cock, and within seconds, his movements are more sporadic, and a loud hiss shoots from his mouth. He grips my neck tighter, tilting his chin toward the ceiling.
“Remember …” he grunts, his body practically quivering just as the first bit of saltiness hits my throat. “Every fucking drop.”
I take it all, swallowing him eagerly. He keeps his hold on my throat, and his head shifts up, but the moment he’s completely finished, his blue eyes gaze into mine as he tries to catch his breath.
Pulling his dick from my mouth, he runs his thumb against my lips.
“Good girl, baby. Now, you can consider yourself on the nice list.”
Releasing his hold on my throat, he leans down, capturing my mouth with his and giving me a hard, rough kiss before moving down my body, dragging his tongue along my flesh.
Stopping once his face is between my thighs, he hooks his arms around my legs and forces them to spread wide, pushing my knees up. The second his tongue hits my clit, my fingers grip his hair roughly.
“God … yes,” I moan, pulling on his hair as his tongue slides deeper inside of me.
Pulling back, he spits inside of me before diving back in. I squeeze my eyes shut because it feels too fucking good and my brain is fuzzy.
“Look at me while I eat,” he growls against my heat, sending my eyes flying open and my neck craning forward.
