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“You taste so fucking sweet. Fuck. You’re going to be an addictive problem, aren’t you? How will I be able to sleep, knowing you are on the other side of the apartment, tasting like this?”
His fingers dragged along my slit, teasing me as I begged for more. I could feel my release just out of reach and I rocked my hips into him, craving more. I was just about to tip over the edge when he suddenly pulled back.
I cried out, my body aching from the sudden loss. “Dex, please!”
“No,” he breathed, his fingers gripping my inner thigh. “You don’t come until I say you can come.”
My body sagged into the mattress, desolate for only a second until his fingers suddenly pushed into my warmth at the same time his mouth closed over my clit again. A little scream broke from my mouth as my spine curved, my orgasm fast approaching again. My hips rolled rhythmically in line with his tongue but once again as I reached the start of my peak, he pulled back suddenly.
“No! Dex...” I begged, the pressure turning into an ache that needed a desperate reprieve.
I felt his breath on my thigh and I held my own, waiting.... waiting....
“5... 4....” he started, and I creased my eyebrows as his deep husky voice vibrated against my leg.
As he hit one, he attacked my clit again. And again. Each time stopping just before I fell into bliss.
Tears pricked at my eyes and skated down my cheeks, my pleas for mercy filling the room as my body throbbed.
“Please, Dex,” I whispered, my voice breaking as it shook. “I need to come.”
Dex squeezed my thigh. “Okay. Then fucking come for me.”
I screamed, louder this time, as his teeth pulled my sensitive clit. His fingers relentlessly fucked me, and it wasn’t long until the all-too-familiar sensation came back.
“I’m going to come... fuck... please don’t stop,” I begged. I couldn’t take another pause. I couldn’t. I couldn’t... I...
A bolt of pleasure ripped through me, an overwhelming flooding sensation of warmth as my climax ripped me to bits. Dex continued to fuck me with his fingers and mouth, even as the pleasure slowly became unbearable.
“Stop!” I cried, my clit sensitive as I clawed my way back further up the bed. Dex released me, chuckling as he looked down at the mattress. I followed his gaze, my eyes taking in the evidence of my release.
My eyes widened as my mouth dropped. “Did I... just squ-?”
I yelped as Dex suddenly flipped me over cutting me off as my chest was pushed flush against the soft sheets. His palm gripped my long hair, twirling it around his fist as he pulled it back. I groaned, my neck jolting back towards him.
“Are you ready, Harlow? I warned you I was going to fuck you as hard as I hate you. Can you take it?” he asked, waiting for my permission.
I nodded, my hair pulling in his fist. “Yes...”
His free hand grabbed my hip, pulling my ass up slightly before he thrusted his hard length into me. His weight held my legs down and I found myself completely at his mercy as he fucked me prone style into his bed. But being at his mercy, there’s no where else I would have rather been.
This felt horribly right and deadly wrong.
Dex growled, his cock hitting me deep as he pulled my hair back, making my back arch towards him.
Pleas, begs and incoherent words spewed from my mouth as he fucked me hard and senseless.
“Look at you taking me like a good girl. Fuck, maybe you were made for me to hate you because you feel so fucking perfect.”
I cried out, moaning as my body clung to him, the rise of another orgasm approaching as my clit rubbed against the bed sheets. The sweet friction felt so good, but not enough to get me to the edge. I tried to push down, my hips caught between digging into the mattress and pushing back to take Dex further.
My nails dug into the sheets in frustration before Dex released my hip to grab my hand. He pulled it back, so it was parallel with my hip.
“Touch yourself. Make yourself come,” he ordered.
His words nearly tipped me over the edge and I stumbled, lifting my hips as best as I could to slip my hand under my body. My fingers quickly found my wet heat, my clit pounding as I rubbed it desperately.
Dex groaned, muttering whispered curse words as he watched, his thrusts losing their rhythm as he tried to control himself. He was filling me deep, almost to the point of pain but I loved it. I needed it. To feel something other than emotional pain that usually housed my fragile state.
“Fucking come for me,” he growled, his fingers digging into my hip so firmly that I knew I would find evidence of them there tomorrow. The thought set me off, my orgasm breaking through and rocking my body. I screamed, my heat gripping Dex as I convulsed and writhed in ecstasy.
Dex released my hair, holding onto both hips with a roughness that spoke to me on an out of this world level. He pulled my hips back into him, forcing him deeper before he finally growled, his body stilling as he spilled into me.
My eyes closed as I focused on feeling him come. It was the most intoxicating and dangerous pleasure. I wanted more already. To have him come undone with me.
As his high faded away, he let me go, my body sinking into the mattress as we both fought to catch our breath. My head was spinning – a mixed effect of the vodka and mind-blowing orgasms. Dex slowly pulled out of me, his body falling next to mine.
“Fuck, Harlow...” he murmured, his voice drifting off as sleep overpowered both of us.
