Stepping closer until I’m within an inch of her heaving chest, those perfectly round globes shudder with each gust of air that leaves her. With a great deal of force and restraint, I pull my gaze from her tightening nipples in search of her eyes.
I tut. “The tavern closes late. You should know that and trust that, if I say I’ll be here, I’ll be here.”
Her irises vanish behind the vast blackness of her pupils, filled with desire. “Oh I know, it doesn't mean I can always be patient.”
Her heated look blazes hotter as her hand squeezes between the minuscule space between us, heading straight towards the dripping folds between her glistening thighs. My gaze drops to watch their movements. The second her fingertips break her swollen pussy lips and graze her nub, she whines and I have to fight a growl.
I lose the fight and a deep noise rips from my throat, at the same time, I grab her wrist in a bruising hold. Pulling her hand away from her dripping centre, my other hand wraps around her throat. Not too tight but fingers firm enough for her to get the message clear when I say, “Do not touch what’s mine without permission, understand, dove?”
Her lips flicker into the tiniest smirk as she nods.
“Words.”
“I understand, Tally.”
Once my name has breached her pillowy lips, I use the hand around her throat to pull her flush against me. My mouth dances along hers but I deny her the luxury of kissing me just yet. I need to get my order out there first.
“I can’t wait to ride your pretty face.” Cyrus’s breath whips out across my lips alongside another whine and I can no longer deny her lips on mine. Her softness connects with mine, lighting up my bloodstream with the feeling ofher.My skin tingles as our lips lock together.
This woman hasno ideahow incredible she is.
My tongue runs along the seam of her lips, begging for entrance to her inviting mouth. When she denies me, my teeth nip at her, coaxing her to open up for me. She doesn’t give in, only the corner of her lips tipping up slightly.
Oh, dove, you’re on your way to a good punishment.
Squeezing the fingers wrapped around her throat, just enough for her to gasp for breath, I slide my tongue inside her mouth and dominate her.
With the grip still tight on her throat, I drag her with me to the bed. When the backs of my knees collide with the mattress, I flip us around and release my grip to push both shoulders.
She lands with a small puff falling from her swollen lips.
I start to undress myself, purposely gliding my fingers over my freshly exposed skin as she watches on raised elbows. I can see her chest stutter for oxygen as she watches each new strip of flesh come into view.
Slowly, my dress falls to the floor, pooling around my feet.
Cyrus’s groan is deep, her hands fisting the bedcovers beneath her as she takes me in. It’s definitely an ego boost as her gaze trails the expanse of my body, those eyes hooding and dark and sparkling with unrestrained desire.
“Lay down. I’m going to sit on your pretty little face, dove.”
She groans again as she drops back flat against the mattress. Rounding the bed to where her head rests, I climb up and position myself over her face. My arse right over her. I have no qualms about sitting on her, if she’s uncomfortable she’s more than strong enough to lift me. So I plan on sitting down properly.
“Ready, dove?”
Her hands find my hips and waste no time pulling me flush to her mouth. Her fingers dig into the meat of my hips as her tongue licks a bold stripe straight up my centre. She has me moaning instantly.
Leaning forward, I rest my hands on her waist and grind my hips down into her awaiting mouth. I can’t help the way my moans free fall from me as her tongue expertly works me open.
Deciding to reward her, I lean forward and spit down onto her dripping pussy. My middle and index finger rub the drop of saliva into her clit, her hips instantly jerking at the sensation.
She still does deserve a little punishment for starting without me.
I start with a gentle slap over her pussy, her body jerking and letting out a harsh moan that she pours into me.
As she licks into me drawing the heat higher and higher, I alternate between circling her bud and little slaps that has more wetness gushing out of her.
She squeezes my hips tighter as her tongue fucks into my entrance, and I’m so close my eyes squeeze shut.
“Fuck, dove. I’m going to come.”
