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His fingers dance along the ridge of his cock, a smirk spreading across his face. He exposes one metal bar and then another. He doesn’t stop until his fingers swirl around the tip and all his hardware is on display.
His dick is pierced. Multiple times.
“It’s a Jacob’s Ladder,” he explains, giving himself a squeeze which makes him groan.
My eyes widen and my mouth waters. That thing is a monster; long, thick, and studded all along the underside.
“Did it hurt?”
His smirk widens and he grabs a condom from his wallet. “It didn’t feel good.” He raises his brows, almost like he’s waiting for me to run.
Newsflash, Craig, I’m not going anywhere.
I perch up on my knees and scoot to the end of the bed, holding my hand up tentatively. “Can I?”
His jaw clenches, and he lets go of his shaft with a tight nod. “I don’t know how long I’ll last once you get your hands on me. I’m dying to get inside you.” His words are low, feral, a desperate plea, and I’m more than happy to torture him like he’s been torturing me for months.
I run the tips of my fingers along the underside of his cock, going from one rung to the next until I get to the end of the ladder and repeat. He fists his hands at his sides as I wrap my hand around him and feel the metal rungs slide against my palm.
Foster’s gaze is on me and his whole damn body is tense, strung tight like he could snap any second. I know I’m testing the limits of his control, and I want to see what makes him snap.
Without letting any more time pass by, I bend forward and circle the wide head of his cock with my tongue, licking off the salty pre-come and teasing it with several flicks.
He growls, a deep animalistic sound coming from deep in his chest as he pulls me off him and throws me back on the bed.
“You better take off that bra, Princess, unless you want me to shred it.”
He’s got the condom open and rolled on before I can blink, and I act fast, unclasping my bra and tossing it to the floor.
Although, I really should have let him shred it.
“It won’t hurt?” I glance down at his dick as he prowls toward me. I’m not sure if I’m asking about the sheer size of it, or the nine piercings that are underneath.Nine.
His hands coast up my thighs, over my stomach, and settle on my breasts. He squeezes them together, drawing circles around my nipples with his thumbs. “No, Princess, you’ll love it. I promise. Have you ever had a dick that’s ribbed for your pleasure?”
I shake my head but break out into a loud moan as he takes my breast in his mouth and works my nipple between his teeth. My back arches and I cry out, lacing my fingers through his silky blonde hair, my new favorite thing to do.
Okay, second favorite thing to do.
He nudges my legs apart and notches himself at my entrance.
His blue eyes lock onto mine and I nod. “I need you.”
“Fuck, Avery.” He pushes forward slowly, settling his weight on top of me, and I clutch his shoulders.
Rung by rung, he seats himself inside me, maintaining eye contact with each delicious inch. He stretches me around him and I can feel the piercings. All of them.
They hurt so good.So. Fucking. Good.
The smallest bite of pain only intensifies every little touch, every connection. My pleasure is sharper, my pussy already fluttering around him, ready to be fucking destroyed.
Foster is like a statue above me, but I need him to move.
Now.
His muscles are rigid and sweat lines his forehead as he does his best to stay still. I know he’s being a gentleman and letting me adjust to his size, but I’m already so slick and ready, I know he won’t hurt me.
“I won’t break, Foster. I need you. Fuck me like you hate me.”
