Page 41 of Blood We Steal

I took her nipple between my teeth and pulled until she came up on her toes, then flattened my tongue over the ridge and moved to the other and did it again, back and forth, learning which one made her hiss and which one made her push her chest up into my mouth like she couldn’t stop herself. I dragged my mouth down the underside of her breast and sucked hard, then slow, then hard again, proud of the bruise I would leave there, happy that every time she brushed that tender spot, she’d remember me. I could smell her already, the fragrant scent of her pussy cutting through the stale air. My cock throbbed furiously behind my zipper. I ignored it.

“Rubin…” she whispered, her hands hovering near my shoulders like she was trying to decide whether or not to touch me.

“Shut up,” I said against her skin, and dropped to my knees.

I dragged her jeans and underwear down and shoved her thighs apart with my hands and looked at her fat pussy, her pretty little pearl peeking out.

Bare and swollen and slick.

And mine.

All mine.

I leaned in.

“Wait—”

I scoffed. “You don’t say wait, you say thank you.”

Then I dove in.

She cursed and then moaned loud, her whole body jerking up off the door.

Again I stilled her and ate her like the feast she was. I dragged my tongue through her slow, hole to clit, tasting all of it, and did it again, and again, until she was slick down to the seam of her ass and the sounds of it filled the room, wet and filthy and loud. I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder to spread her wider and fucked my tongue as deep as it would go. She pulled me closer, then looked down at me, surprised. That was a part of her game, too. But her body’s reaction didn’t lie, and I memorized every tremor, every swipe of my tongue that chipped a little more away, searching for the thing that would break her. I found her swollen pearl and rolled it on my tongue, then flicked it hard. Sucked it into my mouth, only stopping to lap up the cum that leaked out of her.

I pushed a finger into her, then a second, slow, and felt her clench and flutter around them. I curled them up into the spot that made her whole body seize and worked them there while my tongue kept moving on her pearl. Her thigh shook against my ears. Her heel dug into my back. Simone couldn’t lie to me now. That beautiful brain and smart mouth could do nothing but take what I gave her.

She was so close. I could feel it.

I lifted my mouth off her and stilled my hand, fingers buried deep, and lifted my thumb off her clit, holding her one stroke short of bliss. She bucked against my knuckles as best she could, but she got nothing.

I looked into her eyes. “Say thank you, Rubin.”

The anger was back, but I saw the dampness that wet the curls that covered her mound. Saw the rotation of her hips.

“You like being my fucktoy, don’t you?” I said.

She looked down at me, those delicious tits almost pulling me to distraction.

“You don’t have to admit it, Simone. You just have to say ‘thank you, Rubin.’”

I swiped my tongue across her clit, and she moaned.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

I bit the inside of her thigh. “No.”

She frowned down at me, her nostrils flaring.

“Thank you, Rubin,” she said. Those words cost her, so at least this, I could pay back.

I pressed my tongue against her clit then buried two fingers in her pussy and fucked her until she flew apart, her cream wetting my face.

She came loud enough that every man on the tier heard whose mouth was on her and exactly what it was doing. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers in waves and gushed hot over my wrist, and I didn’t ease off—fucking her through all of it with my hand and my mouth, wringing every last pulse out of her until her legs buckled and she hung off the door on my shoulder, twitching. Done. Only then did I drag my fingers out of her, slow enough to feel her flinch at it.

I stood, and she collapsed against the door. I let her rest there for a moment and took in the beautiful wreck, her chest heaving, thighs streaked and shining, my marks already coming up dark on her tits.

My cock was so hard it hurt, and I couldn’t wait a second longer.