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“I’m pretty sure if I press into you right now, you’d be screaming my name, not rape. You didn’t finish telling me what you were going to give to my brother. Were you going to straddle his lap, ride his cock until you came all over him? Or were you going to take him to your bed, ask someone like him to be sweet and gentle with you?”
Spell broken, she focuses on my face again. “I told you. I didn’t have a plan. I figured…”
“You’d shove your tits in his face, and he wouldn’t be able to resist? He’d succumb to his brute-like instincts and take you, so you don’t have to blame yourself for teasing him. It would be all his fault, right? You’re a sweet little innocent princess.” Disdain leaks from my tone, and she finally looks shamed for what she attempted.
She wriggles in the shirt, still binding her hands. “Let me go.”
I shake my head. “I’m not done with you. I still haven’t punished you yet.”
Her hair has loosened from the tie on her head and now tumbles down her back freely. I shove a few strands over her shoulders so they don’t hinder my view of her perfect breasts. Before I can think too long, I lean in and take one of her nipples between my teeth. A little moan breaks out as I apply pressure and then suck the hurt away. I switch to the other side and do the same.
I’m supposed to punish her, get her back under control, but every time I see that telltale pink flush of her skin, all I can think about is touching every inch of her body, branding her with my own until I’m all she feels, the standard by which she’ll measure every man after me.
“Do you still want me to release you?” I ask, lips pressed into her sternum. She arches into me, begging me with her body.
“Mmm… that’s what I thought.” Regardless of my words, I strip the shirt off her wrists. “Open my pants and touch me.”
She dashes her eyes to mine, even as she’s already moving to the fly of my pants, dragging it down, my belt buckle clanging against her wrist. Carefully, she shoves my pants with one hand while gripping my hard length with her other. “Do you want me to suck on you?”
Hearing her say those filthy words draws my balls up tight into my body and shoots me to the edge, especially with her fingers gripping me so tightly. I shake my head. “No, don’t suck on it. Just touch me while I gain control. Then I’ll give you exactly what you asked my brother for.”
She drops her hand. “What?”
I grab her wrist and wrap her fingers around my cock again. “Don’t stop, or I won’t be gentle when I take you.”
Her big eyes go wide, and she squeezes me once, sliding her fingers to my base and back up to the crown. I breathe and focus on what I need to do, how we can both get what we want. I know the moment she realizes what I’m about to do, she’s going to change her mind pretty damn fast.
“What are you going to do to me?” she whispers, her eyes still locked to her hand as she casually glides up and down my shaft.
I rock into her grip, savoring her tight hold for a moment. Fuck. I want to take her to my bed and do this over and over again until she’s so sated she can’t move. Until her begging for it turns to begging me to stop, even as her body defies her words.
“Patience, stellina, you’ll find out in a moment. Are you ready to lose your virginity? Is that something you’ve made peace with?”
I lean in and trace her lips with my own. When she tries to catch me, I pull back, leaving her chasing my mouth in return. “Kiss me.”
“I don’t take orders. I thought we went over that.”
“Please, kiss me.” She punctuates her plea with a firm grip of her palm around me.
“You’re playing with fire,” I warn, but still give her what she wants, only because I want it too.
I lean in and capture her mouth with mine, nipping her bottom lip with my teeth before grabbing her face between my hands and delving my tongue into her mouth exactly like I did with her sweet little pussy.
She doesn’t understand why she wants me as badly as she does, but that doesn’t matter. All that matters is that she wants me. She moans against me and starts rubbing me harder.
I pull away and still her hand. “Not yet.”
Instead of explaining, I pick her up and flip her onto her belly. At first, she resists, and I carefully arrange her limbs into the most comfortable position.
