Page 124 of Pomegranate Seeds


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I didn’t have emotions to be an emotional fuck. Sex was about instinct, about power. I just wanted to use her for my pleasure. I wanted her to know she was nothing more than a warm cunt to me.

She could never be more. She could not make me believe she was more.

“Strip,” I commanded, feeling myself getting hard just at the thought of her naked body on display just for me.

Priscilla’s worry disappeared at once. Her green eyes filled with need at my words. She didn’t look like a loser. Not even a bit.

She hooked her fingers at the waistband of her shorts and peeled them off while giving me a teasing smile. She was wearing a little lace nothing underneath. Instead of taking that off, she peeled off the camisole off of herself, and her heavy breasts looked so pretty under the fireplace light. I hardly swallowed, and my hand moved higher on my thigh. My cock was impossibly hard now.

Priscilla looked down at my crotch and smiled before taking off her thong. The apex of her thighs teased me impossibly. Everything about her teased me. I wanted to win, but she was winning. Her body was enough to make me get on my knees for her.

No.

“Get on your hands and knees.”

Priscilla looked around, confused. “Here?”

“Yes.” My voice was even harsher because of the ache in my cock. I needed her closer, but I also needed to win.

Priscilla obeyed without any other questions. She got on her hands and knees on the floor. I could tell she was wet for me between her legs. I could tell by the way her hips were moving in the air. She looked pathetic.

Yes.

I wanted her even more pathetic.

The thought made me swallow again, and my cock even twitched. As Priscilla looked at me expectedly, I leaned forward and whispered, “Crawl to me.”

I was expecting her to refuse. Maybe she would feel humiliated by my act. But she didn’t. She only shivered in a way I was too familiar with and did what I asked. She crawled to me, teasing me even more with her body.

When she stopped between my legs, her eyes darted to the bulge on my pants, and those beautiful green eyes glimmered with something naughty. She pressed her cheek to the inside of my thigh without a command. It looked like she enjoyed being treated like this. She enjoyed everything I did for her.

That would not work. I needed to push her more. I needed to see her as one of many bodies to fuck.

I needed to get rid of this warmth in my chest.

I clasped her chin between my fingers. My expression was icy. I looked at her the same way I looked at my victims before I started to torture. The only difference was that there was no fear in Priscilla’s eyes. There was only lust and trust.

Fuck me, so much trust.

That angered me more. “Do you want my cock?” I asked between gritted teeth.

Priscilla bit down her bottom lip and sweetly nodded.

I wanted to pull that lip out between her teeth. I wanted to bit it myself. I wanted to lay her on the floor and taste her everywhere. Unfortunately, that would make her win. I could not give in to temptation.

“Beg me for it,” I demanded. “Beg me to let you choke on my cock.”

Lose.

Priscilla didn’t pull back. She didn’t look offended. On the contrary, she buried her face closer to my crotch, her lips brushing my cock over my pants. “Please, sir,” she begged. “I need your cock. Please use my mouth.”

Pathetic slut.

So pretty.

“Take me out,” I commanded this time, and Priscilla’s eyes widened with anticipation. She quickly undid my pants and reached inside my boxers to take out my hard cock. When it was eye-level with her, she licked her lips and reached to take it into her mouth. With all my willpower, I stopped her by grabbing her hair. “Aren’t you going to ask for my permission?”

“Oh,” she murmured and nodded. “Can I taste it, Sir? Please.”

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