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ed, hands on my thighs.
He was so beautiful, his wet shirt clinging to the cut muscles of his Adonis Belt, which pointed down to a rock-hard cock, slacks painting the outline as a steel bar against his leg. Everything ached within me, and I raked my nails against my thighs in an attempt to distract myself.
“You want this?” he asked, palming himself. “Yeah, I can see you want it. You’re so fucking transparent.” I moved toward him, feeling on fire with my need, itchy, practically coming undone. “You want this?” he asked again, and I nodded my head frantically. “Earn it.”
“Please,” I begged, reaching for him. “Please, I want you inside me.”
“I didn’t ask you to beg.” He gripped the back of my neck again, bending over so his words were a harsh snarl in my ear. “I said earn it.” He let me go with a thrust and I fell, bracing my landing with my palms. I studied the floor; I wasn’t sure how to earn it. Then it came to me. It was so fucking obvious. I stood up, reached for the seam of his pants, and undid him.
He was hot in my palm, iron hard, silky smooth. I rubbed my cheek against him.
I’d missed him so much.
“Greedy cock whore,” he rumbled, but I barely heard the words, I was so distracted by him.
I moaned as I wrapped my lips around him. This didn’t really feel like earning it. He tasted so delicious. Everything about him in my mouth got me going. It lit a fire in my body. If this was earning it, I would gladly earn it every goddamn day.
“You like this?” he asked. “Are you hungry for my cock?” When I didn’t immediately respond, he gripped my hair in a painful clamp. “Look at me.” I did, eyes watering with the pain of his grasp and trying to fit him into my mouth.
“There you are.” His voice got softer. “Take it like a good girl. Choke on me.” I slowly swallowed him until his head breached the back of my throat. Then I relaxed, opening up for more.
“That’s good,” he coaxed. “You are so good.” His head fell back slightly, but his grip on my hair didn’t loosen. I watched him, watched how I had all the power in this. The muscles in his neck were so tight they were like cords of thick wire. It was intoxicating.
I hadn’t thought I could swallow anymore, he was so goddamn huge, but I was determined. I breathed through my nose, relaxed my throat and took him. His lids popped open and our stares collided.
“You look so fucking good swallowing my cock. Fuck.” His grip in my hair tightened painfully. “You’re the most beautiful thing. Goddamn devastating.” Both of his hands fisted in my hair, his head fell back, and he furiously fucked my skull. My eyes watered so much that my vision of him became a beautiful, watery thing.
I heard him groan, so deep it sounded inhuman. Then he was coming in hot, salty, delicious spurts. He was so deep that it just fell down my throat. I swallowed as much of him as I could, but a little bit escaped down my chin. When he finished, I was still looking at him, and he looked back with so much adoration, so much love.
He put his thumb to where the little bit of him had escaped, swiped, and pushed it into my mouth. I sucked him willingly, eyes locked. No, locked wasn’t the right word.
Tethered.
“Sei una dea, mio cuore,” he groaned in Italian as I sucked the salty taste off his skin. The dichotomy between the flavor of him and his flesh was totally addicting. I found myself frantically palming myself as I sucked his thumb. I was going insane, absolutely aching, and it was just instinct to touch myself. He grabbed my hand, lifting it so my fingers were just below his chin.
“Greedy girl,” he said. “Don’t you know your orgasm is mine? I own this.” He sucked my fingers until they were clean and I moaned, rubbing my thighs together. I was so overstimulated, I was sure I was going to come just from the friction. I rubbed my thighs harder and he laughed darkly, pushing me off him. I fell to the ground.
Eyes still locked, Anteros reached behind and flipped over the coffee table. The glass crashed and shattered. Some shards hit my thigh, but I didn’t think about that or the mess or the possible danger because moments later Anteros was on the ground with me.
He crawled between my legs and spread them wide in the new space. I got to my elbows, watching him rapt.
“If you come without permission,” he said, licking a long, razor sharp trail from behind my knee to inside my thigh, “you will be punished.”
“Please,” I moaned, biting my arm until I saw marks, trying to keep the orgasm away. He raked his fingers up and down my thighs, working his tongue along the inside of my pussy. If I wasn’t allowed to come, why was he making it so difficult?
“Greedy girl, can’t stop herself,” he said. “So wet, too. You’re going to ruin my fucking floors with your cunt.”
His teeth dragged against my folds, finding my clit, where he bit. My vision blurred and my abdomen pulsed. My nails scratched against the floor. I pushed my head deeper into the floor, trying to stay grounded. It didn’t work. I came violently, abdomen clenching and cramping until it felt like the only release I could get was through my voice, in screams and wails.
When it was over I was satiated…nervous. Slowly he crawled up my body and wiped sweaty hair from my forehead. His cock was hard against my thigh, already ready to go again.
“Are you going to punish me?” I whispered.
A smirk came to his lips. “I think you’ve been punished enough for today.”
Disappointment hit my stomach in an odd ache. I was fucked up. I actually wanted to be punished. His gaze slimmed as if he could read my mind, and then his fingers darted back between my lower lips, spreading them.
“Unless you want to be punished.” His thumb worked a taunting rhythm beside my clit, not ever touching it, just enough to drive me mad. I clawed his neck, head falling with a sigh into the soft fur rug. “Do you want to be punished?” I nodded frantically and he said, “Say it.”
