My gaze drops to the obvious bulge in his pants. The fabric strains against his erection and a small wet spot has already formed where he is leaking. The sight sends another wave of heat through me.
I lean down and brush my lips against his ear. “You’re going to be such a good pet for me tonight, Sai. I’m going to put on that pretty green lace and then I’m going to use you until neither of us can think straight.”
Sai’s voice comes out shattered. “Please.”
I smile against his skin. “Good answer. Now tell me what you want to do to me.”
Sai’s breath hitches. “I want to taste you,” he says, voice rough and desperate. “I want my tongue in your hole until you’re dripping down my chin. I want to suck your cock while you pull my hair and tell me I’m yours. I want to feel you ride my face until you come and then I want you to use my knot until you can’t walk.”
Heat floods my body and more slick leaks out of me, soaking through my underwear. I grip his jaw and tilt his head back so I can look into his eyes. “Then earn it, pet.”
I step back, shove my pants and underwear down my legs, and kick them aside. I am already hard and leaking, my cock flushed dark. I lie back on the couch and spread my legs wide, one foot planted on the cushion so my hole is completely exposed to him.
“Come here.”
Sai crawls forward on his knees. The sight of this powerful Alpha moving toward me is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. He leans in and presses his face between my thighs without hesitation. His tongue licks a long, wet stripe from my hole up to my balls and back again. He buries his face deeper, moaning into my skin as more slick floods out for him.
I cry out, fingers digging into the couch cushions. No one has ever eaten me like this. His tongue pushes inside me, fucking mewith wet, eager thrusts while his nose grinds against my balls. The sounds are obscene, low, broken noises spilling from his lips like he is the one falling apart.
“You taste so good, Doll,” he groans against me, voice muffled and wrecked. “I’ve been dreaming of this. Every night through my window. The slick on your thighs in the camera. More… give me more, Doll.”
The confession sends another wave of slick pouring out and Sai drinks it down like he’s dying of thirst. His tongue works me open, licking deep and messy as I reach down and grip his hair, pulling him harder against me.
I come the first time with a broken moan, thighs shaking around his head but Sai doesn’t stop. His enthusiasm only climbs. He keeps licking and sucking, tongue thrusting inside me while his lips seal around my hole. I come a second time, my cock spurting across my stomach as my body clenches around his tongue.
If he keeps going I’m going to spike into heat and I’m not ready for that yet.
“Stop,” I gasp.
Sai pulls back immediately, sitting on his heels. He looks as wrecked as I feel, chin dripping with my slick, eyes nearly black with lust.
I twist around and crawl over to him before wiping my hand through the mess on his face and smearing it across his chest. Sai lets out a tortured sound and licks his lips like he cannot get enough.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” I whisper before I plant my lips on his, desperately trying to stay in control. “Stay there. I need to record my session for tonight and I think I quite like seeing you in my mess.” A small sigh pulls from me as I try to gather myself. “When I say touch,” I tell him, voice steady even though my body is still trembling, “then you can make yourself fall apart.”
I move off the couch and slowly pull on the forest green lace set. The bralette cups my chest and the high-cut panties sit low on my hips, the delicate fabric already darkening where my slick soaks through. Sai watches every movement with desperate hunger, his cock twitching visibly in his pants as a fresh bead of pre-cum stains the fabric.
God, my watchers are going to love this wrecked version of me.
I step closer to Sai and run my fingers through his hair. “Look at you. Covered in me. My pretty pet. You want to touch yourself so badly, don’t you?”
He nods frantically, voice hoarse. “Please, Mavi.”
“Not yet.” I turn to survey where I want to put the ring light, bending over just enough to prop my ass in Sai’s face, a temptation that’s too easy to pass up.
Before I can stand fully a guttural groan tears out of Sai. His hands lock onto my hips and yank me back hard against his face. His tongue drives straight into my ass, fucking deep and relentless, licking and thrusting like he’s starving for me. My eyes roll back into my head as pleasure slams through me. I scramble for the coffee table, my hands slapping against the wood to find purchase while Sai devours me even harder than before. I pant and whine, the sounds ripping out of me raw and uncontrolled.
“Stop,” I gasp, trying to pull away. “Sai, we have to stop—”
My hands slip. I crumble forward, pleasure shooting through me so violently my vision blurs at the edges. Sai pulls my ass up higher, half my body dangling over his knees while he keeps tasting me, tongue fucking deeper, refusing to let up. I’m right on the edge again, my cock leaking against the lace, my hole clenching around his tongue as another wave builds.
I spray all over his lap through the lace, thick ropes of cum soaking his thighs while my body convulses. I sag almost boneless, barely able to hold myself up.
“We have to stop,” I finally manage, voice wrecked. “I can’t record like this.”
Sai gently lets go. His hands slide to my waist as he helps me stand, steadying me until my legs stop shaking. I take a moment, still breathing hard, then twist around to face him. “You’re a fucking menace, Sai Hollis and now you get to watch me without touching yourself.” A strained laugh falls from my lips as a tortured expression spreads across Sai’s face.
