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“So impatient.” His voice vibrated through me, sending a warm wash of breath over my already wet pussy as he glanced up at me, those violet eyes sparkling with pure delight.
“Spade,” I groaned, gently nudging him closer and silently hoping that wouldn’t make him retreat.
I moaned as his tongue flicked out, running over my swollen clit. My body shuddered as pleasure coursed through me, the smooth metal of his tongue ring teasing over me, giving me a taste of the heightened pleasure that awaited me.
“Just as sweet as I imagined,” he groaned, swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub. My legs shook at the increased pressure, but he roughly wrapped his hands under them, spreading my thighs open for him and sliding me closer. He wasted no time continuing, hungrily moaning against me like I was an all-you-can-eat buffet. My fingers clutched at his hair, gripping his soft strands as he switched between sucking and swirling his tongue, coaxing an array of curses and unintelligible pleas from my lips. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before, the piercing adding even more pleasure to his skillful movements.
My eyes flicked up, remembering the TVs along the wall, broadcasting his every movement between my legs. Keeping my eyes glued to the screen, my own desire ratcheted up as I watched Spade ravenously devour my pussy on the screen. I gasped as his tongue curled inside me, stroking me just as he had done to my mouth. My toes curled as he hit that spot with his piercing. Warm languid heat rolled through me as he built my pleasure higher and higher.
One hand slipped from my thigh, his fingers replacing his tongue as he slid two inside me. I bucked against his face, causing him to devour my clit, his movement desperate, ravenous, as though he couldn’t get enough of me.
I watched myself on the multiple screens, how free I was with the pleasure coursing through my body—reassured that it was Spade between my thighs, Spade bringing me closer and closer to my climax with every swipe of his tongue and thrust of his fingers. My toes curled as waves of pleasure crashed over me, his movements pushing me over that edge. My pussy clenched around his fingers, claiming them just as much as the man wringing all this delicious ecstasy from my body.
His fingers and tongue worked me through the orgasm, my body shuddering from the force of it. But I already knew I needed more. His hands and his mouth weren’t enough, I needed to feel his cock driving into me, our bodies coming together as one.
“Spade, I need you,” I moaned. My fingers slipped down to replace his tongue as he eased away slowly, his fingers still lightly pumping into my soaked core.
“Fuck,” he cursed, his eyes draw down to the movement, and watched my fingers circle my clit, drenched already from the climax he just drew from me.
“Spade,” I whimpered, already feeling my body near that edge again. “I’m so close already, but I need the next one to be with you inside me.”
“How can I fucking say no to that,” he purred, his fingers slipping from me in one swift movement as he leapt to his feet.
I groaned at the loss of that friction, that fullness inside me, feeling bereft already, but I slid my own fingers down, alternating between sinking into my soaked core and rubbing my needy clit.
Spade kicked off his shoes, flinging them across the room somewhere. I vaguely registered the thump of one of them hitting something, but I didn’t care, not when his fingers were already working at his belt. He torn his pants off next, his belt clattering to the ground, faster than I’d ever thought possible. His gaze didn’t leave my center, watching every stroke, his hunger darkening his violet eyes. I was riveted by his hard thick cock before me, my pussy clenching just at the thought of him stretching me.
I blinked in surprise as a condom rolled on to his length, not even realizing he’d pulled it from his pocket.
“I know exactly how I want you.” He grinned, and I could almost see the plan unfolding behind that look. I would never doubt another one of his plans again, not after tonight. This man could point me in any direction, and I’d follow in a heartbeat, because I knew it would be a hell of a good time.
My fingers stilled as he reached for me, lifting me off the couch. He hurriedly slipped in behind me, taking my place on the blanket over the couch, his hands sliding to my hips, easing me down to perch on his lap.
“Watch yourself, sugar,” he whispered, his hand trailing up my side, tingles erupting everywhere he touched before he reached my chin, gently turning it to look at the monitors. I watched myself for a moment, a shiver of desire running down my spine as I saw myself, my dirty-blonde hair disheveled, completely naked, my nipples hard and desperate for his kneading fingers. “Watch yourself and see the woman that I see when I look at you.”
His knees moved to the inside of mine, splaying my legs open for him. He reached beneath me, positioning the head of his cock at my entrance and nudging against me teasingly. I wanted him to thrust up into me, to fuck me with abandon, uncoiling that delicious pleasure in me once more, but I knew he wouldn’t—not until I made the first move.
I swallowed thickly and glanced up at myself in the monitors, at the woman I barely recognized anymore. This woman wasn’t the weak one that had laid in bed the last few days, the one who had iced the bruise on her eye, beaten and damaged by a partner she was trying to escape.
This woman was strong, she was taking what she wanted damn the consequences. She was seizing life in this moment and wouldn’t let another day, another minute, pass her by.
“You’re gorgeous, you’re powerful, and you are the one in control,” he growled, his breath caressing the shell of my ear and sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine. “Take the pleasure you crave.”
I planted my hands on either side of my legs, using the leverage to slide down his thick length. A sigh slipped from my lips as he filled me completely. He groaned behind me, his strong palms gripping my hips as I adjusted to his size, and waited for me to move next, letting me take my time. My hips rolled on him and he helped guide me as we found our pace.
He kept one hand on my hip, helping to steady me while the other roamed around to the front, sliding teasingly up my side until he found the curve of my breast. Thrusting into me, he picked up our pace, hitting me deeper than before as his fingers rolled on my nipple. I whimpered as I looked down at him kneading my breast in time with his thrusts.
“Look at yourself,” he murmured, nipping at my shoulder, and his fingers pinched the hardened nub. I gasped at the sharp pain coupled with the jolt of pleasure, my eye flicking up to the monitors in front of me. Tendrils of desire curled around me as I watched us on the screen, his cock pounding into me, building me closer to the edge of that cliff. I rode him frantically, chasing that release, the delicious friction sparking pleasure throughout my body.
My head rolled back, but I kept my eyes peeled to the screen, unable to look away. It heightened the lust fogging my mind, and like he could sense how close I was, his hand slipped from my soft flesh and down to my clit. His fingers slid expertly against it as that need built inside me to a crescendo. We both picked up our pace, my hips moving in time with his thrusts, both of us chasing our release.
He rolled his hips as he slid in, the friction hitting that spot inside me perfectly, sending me hurtling over the edge. My pussy clenched around him, pulse thundering as warm waves of ecstasy washed over me. I whimpered, unable to string together any sort of intelligible words just yet. My hips stilled but he continued to thrust into me, his fingers working on my clit and fucking me through my orgasm, sending me right back up that cliff, my body poised and begging for another.
“Spade,” I moaned, no pleaded—for what, I didn’t know—for him to never stop, for him to take some mercy on my body. But that wasn’t what I wanted, I wanted more, needed more, craved more.
“I got you, sugar,” he groaned, seeming to know just what I needed. His hand slipped from my pussy and grabbed my hips. His cock slipped out and a needy sound of protest left my lips at the sudden emptiness. But before I could say anything he lifted me off him, his strong arms depositing me on the couch in one quick motion. My knees hit the soft blanket, and my fingers sank in to catch myself as he positioned himself behind me, his fingers gripping against the soft flesh of my hips.
His cock sunk into me, a groan slipping past his lips as that delectable friction sparked again. He wasted no time, his length pumping into me, hitting me so deep I couldn’t stifle the cry that slipped out. His pace grew frantic as he drove into me, and he kept one hand on me while the other moved between my legs. They swirled on me in time with his thrusts, and I glanced to the side, watching him fuck me, our bodies so desperate for each other like we needed this more than we needed air to breathe.
