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I pulled my finger away and watched as desperation filled her eyes. I shoved my hand further between her legs, my middle finger lightly grazing her folds.
“Just as I thought,” I said as I felt how slick she was. “You’re soaked.” She writhed against my hand, and I laughed. “So needy and demanding! What a little whore you must be.”
Shock rolled across her face like I’d just slapped her. I stilled, waiting to see how she would react. Would she fight me on it? Defend her honor?
No.
No, I didn’t think so.
Miss Tiffani, the needy girl that she was, inhaled deeply through her nose and swallowed whatever disgust she might have felt building for me. Her eyes bored into mine, begging me to continue. Her desire far outweighed her need to be respected.
Her mouth moved like she wanted to say something, but she remained silent. Instead, she lowered her body just enough to grind herself on my hand again. Another grin pulled at my lips.
“Good girl.”
Without warning, I thrust a finger deep inside her. She gasped, but quickly went to biting her lip again to keep from making noise. Curving my finger inside her caused her to arch her back into me. I took the opportunity to lean down and bite one of her hardened nipples through the fabric of her uniform shirt.
She hissed in painful pleasure as she pressed herself against my mouth. I pulled away, releasing her wrists and taking two steps back. She panted as she continued to lean against the wall. I placed the finger that had been inside her in my mouth and sucked it clean. Her eyes widened, and she licked her lips, her hands immediately going to her breasts to squeeze them.
“Take off your clothes. Get on the bed,” I ordered.
She moved quickly to obey. I laughed as I watched her scurry to discard her clothing and jump on the bed. Well, well.Someonewas an eager girl.
She sat in the middle, waiting for my next instructions. I said nothing as I prowled toward her, watching her every expression as I moved. Her eyes watched mine, never looking away. The expression on her face looked equal parts excitement and fear.
I grabbed hold of her ankles and roughly pulled her to the end of the bed. Once her ass was on the edge, I knelt, placing her legs over my shoulders. Her breaths quickened, her nostrils flaring as she watched me lower myself.
“You might think you’re in the control seat right now with me on my knees,” I said, my voice low and dangerous, “but I assure you, you aren’t. Don’t you dare make a sound, or I’ll stop. Understand?”
She nodded enthusiastically, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
“Good,” I said before locking my lips around her clit and sucking.
Her head fell back as she sucked in a sharp breath. As I sucked and circled my tongue around the sensitive little nub, she fisted the blanket to distract herself. Pulling away, I wet two fingers before sliding them inside her.
I chuckled when both her hands shot over her mouth as her hips bucked against my hand. She was tryingsohard to be good. I teased Miss Tiffani as I pumped my fingers inside her. I found a rhythm that both excited and frustrated the poor woman, thrusting several times before burying them deep and curling them against her sensitive g-spot. I repeated the process several times over several minutes, watching her reaction every time.
My mouth licked and kissed on her soft inner thighs. I trailed my tongue up to the apex where her leg met her pelvic bone. I continued along, teasing, making sure my tongue came painfully close to licking her clit—but never once making contact.
I wanted her to break. I wanted to watch her lose her fucking mind, and she was close. Every time my tongue got close, she panted faster, grinded on my hand harder. And every time I passed by it, her hands slammed down on the bed, fisting the blankets again.
Her legs trembled against me, and I could feel how tense she was. To be honest, I was a little impressed. She must have beenterrifiedI’d stop because she should have screamed by now.
And just like the filthy girl I knew was hiding somewhere in that submissive little brain of hers, she broke. When my tongue licked up the side of her pussy again, carefully missing her clit, a loud, frustrated groan escaped her. She thrust both hands into my hair and gripped hard before putting my mouth on her clit.
I almost laughed as I wrapped my lips around her clit once again. Her head fell back on the bed as she held onto my hair for dear life. Thrusting my fingers as deep as they’d go, I massaged the sweet spot I’d found that she loved so much.
Another groan built in her throat as she struggled not to make a sound. She spasmed against my fingers, her climax drawing ever closer, she released my hair and grabbed a pillow before covering her face with it.
Flicking my tongue as I sucked proved to be too much for her, and her entire body shuddered, her hips bucking as she grinded her pussy on my mouth. I watched the muscles all over her body tensing and releasing as she clutched the pillow hard to her face, struggling to keep quiet.
After a few more seconds, her body relaxed, and her hands fell limply to the bed, the pillow still sitting on her face.
I removed my fingers as I reached up with my free hand and tossed the pillow off her face. “Did you die?” I couldn’t help the amusement in my voice.
Her chest quickly rose and fell with every breath as she panted, trying to calm herself. “Almost.”
“Hmm. Almost isn’t good enough,” I said as I ripped off my shirt and wiped my mouth on the inside of it.
