“Such a good fucking pet.”
She practically purrs at the words.
I lace my fingers into her hair tighter. Ride her face harder. “You’re going to drink every drop. I want to feel it. Take it all, baby.” I shove deep and shoot in her throat, still fucking her face until I have nothing left to give.
That sneaky minx sucks harder when I pull out, making a popping sound on the head of my cock. Nearly takes my knees out from under me.
“Naughty girl. Get on the bed. Hands and knees.”
“But I thought?—”
“You’re not thinking tonight, pet. Not allowed. Bed. Now.”
She scrambles onto the bed, and when she assumes the position, her wetness glistens in the lamplight.
“My turn.” I crouch behind her, angle her hips, and tongue-fuck her from behind. She shouts in shock, but I don’t stop. I drink her every drop, wiggling my tongue against her flesh as she dances on my face. She can’t escape the grip on her hips. She can only take what I give her.
Then I add fingers. Two at first, curved downward to get her G-spot while I flick my tongue everywhere else. Her pussy. The space between. Her ass. All over, again and again. I add a third finger, and a fourth, stretching her, filling her up.
Her moans vibrate my bones, and when she comes, she can’t sit still.
Especially not when I work my thumb into her quivering pussy. I get up to my knuckles before she cries out, “No more!”
I freeze. “Stop, or no deeper but keep going?”
“The second,” she pants.
So I start again, going no deeper, fucking her with half my hand while I devour the exposed bits. This time, I feel her come on my knuckles. That tight pulse, the wetness. I prolong it, adding my other palm on her clit.
Unholy sounds pour through the room as she comes again. She has the filthiest mouth when she’s properly stimulated, and it turns me on almost as much as her body does.
“Please,” she hisses.
I back off, easing my hands from her and helping her lie on her side, where I spoon her. Trouble is, I’m hard again, and I know she can’t take me after that. “I want to fuck your thighs.”
“Huh?”
I grab a bottle of lube and slick myself. “Keep those soft things as close together as you can.”
“Oh. Okay.”
I glide into the valley between them as she tries to tighten the muscles there for me. So accommodating. But not enough.
“Let’s try it this way.” I ease her onto her stomach and plank over her, fucking the soft and tight space between her legs. But somehow, my cock finds a way to her pussy.
Her whole body goes stiff. “I?—”
I’m already inside of her—just the tip. “I’ll be careful, baby.” I kiss her shoulder, and she’s soft again. Open. For me.
“Okay.”
All I give her is the tip. Just enough to feel it. Not enough to hurt her sensitive parts I tried to fist.
But then she works her hips against me, trying to take more length.
“Don’t make me hurt you.”
“I want you, sir.”
