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“Not for ages,” I admit. “Not for years.”
“Do you like to suck cock?”
I take another sip of champagne. “Yeah, I like that.”
“Do you like being face fucked until you choke?”
I splutter on my drink. “Sorry?”
“Do you like cock in your throat?”
He’s so confident sitting there, like his questions are nothing, coming so easily.
I finish my glass of champagne in a gulp and opt to answer honestly.
“Yeah, I think so.”
“You think so? I guess it’s time you found out for sure, then.” I adore his smirk. “How about your ass and pussy both taking it? Can you handle being fucked in both holes at once?”
“I don’t know.” I manage a grin. “Guess it’s time to find out for sure on that one, too.”
“Yeah, we’ll find out,” he says, smiling back.
Will. He’s going to fuck my pussy and ass at the same time. I wonder if he has a stash of dildos in his suitcase or something, or if he’s going to use his fingers like a cock.
Ant takes my glass and heads over to pour another refill. I should stop him, but I don’t. He heads back to the bed with the glass in his hand.
“Don’t worry,” he laughs. “I’ll make sure you’re ready for it before I fuck you like that. You can call time out whenever you like.”
I hope I won’t be calling time out on a guy like him. My clit is already fluttering again so bad I have to clench my legs.
“How about you?” I ask, changing the focus. “What do you like? What makes you horny?”
He laughs a genuine laugh, one of those that come from the stomach.
“We’d be talking until daylight if I answered that question.”
I’m laughing along, caught in the happy headlights of a hot man and another glass of champagne.
“Come on,” I coax him. “Give me the condensed version. A bit of a bullet point list.”
His smirk is contagious. “I mean it. It would be a long conversation, bullet points or not. How about you finish your champagne and I show you some of them?”
“I’d like that,” I reply.
Drunk. I’m so fucking drunk.
He takes off his tuxedo jacket this time around when he takes my empty glass back to the table. He loosens his bow tie and unbuttons his shirt, two buttons down. This time he doesn’t hold off climbing onto the bed along with me. His mouth is hot and hungry as he pushes me flat on my back for a kiss.
“Let’s see how much you can take, Cass,” he whispers. “I want to see how horny a slut you can be for my cock.”
Slut.
I’ve never been spoken to like this before, but I like it. Maybe I should have learnt to be one a long time ago.
I spread my legs for his fingers to work my clit again and he’s firmer, quicker. I moan against his mouth as he pushes three fingers in my pussy all the way, twisting and pumping.
“Tight,” he says. “What a gorgeous tight cunt.”
His mouth moves to my tits and I’m needy as I arch my back, wanting more of his teeth and tongue. His fingers keep pumping, thumb circling my clit, and I can’t hold back. The room is spinning when I close my eyes and that only helps me let go. I become the horny slut he wants me to be. I come for him again quite quickly, so hard it almost hurts since my clit is so sensitive, but that doesn’t make him stop when I try to close my thighs.
“No,” he says. “Keep your legs open.”
I murmur as I do as he wants, his fingers still pumping and twisting, grateful he’s leaving my clit alone. His mouth is still sucking at my tits, tugging with his teeth at my nipples, making them so hard and sensitive, along with my clit.
“Want more?” he asks, and I nod on instinct. “Tell me, then. Tell me you want more.”
“I want more. Please.”
I’m heady, lost in the sensations.
“Tell me you’re a horny slut who wants more.”
I never thought I’d be speaking like this. The words sound so weird coming from my mouth, but I’m smiling, telling myself I can do it.
“I’m a horny slut who wants more.”
I know he’s smiling back, even though my eyes are closed.
“Do you like saying that?”
I nod, because I do. “Yeah, it feels good.”
“Say it again, then. Tell me.”
His fingers are deep as they fuck my pussy. He slides another one in and I’m taking four. It’s tight. But it’s nice. Real nice.
“Tell me,” he repeats and I do.
“I’m a horny slut who wants more.”
“Again.”
I’m giggling, but it’s not my usual giggle. I don’t know myself, I just know that I don’t want it to stop.
“I’m a horny slut who wants more.”
He pulls all four fingers out of me so fast that I cry out.
