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His hands massaged my tits in a way that made me croon, and Alistair growled out in approval, “Good. If you’re going to be a bad girl, at least you’re doing it right.” His head dipped lower on my body, and he kissed a line over my stomach, past my belly button, stopping just above my apex.
He was hunched over, between my spread legs, intimately focused on the dildo sticking out of my cunt. Alistair’s stare flicked up at me, and the look he gave me right then almost made me spontaneously combust. The heat, the desire, the power. This was a man that knew exactly what he wanted, and he was in control enough to take his time and make it last.
And I was at his mercy, but don’t worry. There were much worse places to be.
Alistair gripped the base of the dildo, and though I couldn’t see what he was doing, I could feel it. He began to move it, pumping the dildo in and out of me like it was a real cock, and I moaned, unable to keep it in.
“How does that feel, baby girl? I bet it feels good. You can’t get enough, after all. I bet you enjoy getting fucked by this almost as much as you like getting fucked by Rick in the woods.” The rhythm he used with the dildo brought a cacophony of sounds from me, and the moment he set his other hand near my clit, his thumb starting to caress the swollen, needy nub, I just about lost it.
Alistair could sense I was about to come, because he told me, “You’re going to come on this, and then you’re going to come again on my cock, do you understand? You’re going to be a good girl and remind me just how amazing your pussy feels.”
Again, all I could do was nod. Nod and lose myself to the pleasure threatening to swallow me whole. Alistair knew exactly what pace to keep the dildo at, just like he knew how to touch that aching nub of flesh at my apex. It wasn’t but another fifteen seconds before I came.
The pleasure was searing and undeniable, and I cried out as my body tensed up all over. My inner core spasmed, tightening around the dildo like it was a real cock, like my body wanted to milk it for all it was worth. I tugged at the ropes in spite of knowing I couldn’t free myself; I’d deal with the rope burns later. The orgasm was just too much.
“Such a good girl,” Alistair spoke, slow to stop the movement of the dildo in me. He got to his knees and worked on his belt. He didn’t pull it off entirely, just undid it so he could reach the button on his pants. Once the button and zipper were undone, he pulled everything aside enough to free his cock.
My core, still heated from the previous orgasm, tightened in anticipation of feeling that thick, long cock in me instead of the dildo.
Alistair grabbed the base of the dildo and pulled it out slowly, and I sighed once it was gone, my pussy feeling suddenly vacant, like it wasn’t meant to be empty. It wouldn’t be empty for long.
He crawled up me, keeping hold of the base of the dildo as his other hand ran the tip of his cock along my slick entrance. His face was above mine when he pushed inside of me, filling me up effortlessly due to how wet and ready I was.
“You feel so fucking good,” he breathed out the words, nodding along with them. “Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to fuck me, Daddy,” I whispered, licking my lips in hunger.
His chest shuddered. “Oh, I will. I will fuck you nice and hard, just how you like it.” His strong body would’ve pinned mine down, even if I wasn’t tied to the bed. His free hand smoothed out my hair, and he smirked down at me, his pupils completely dilated. “But first.” He moved the dildo, covered in slick from my arousal and probably some of Gareth’s cum from earlier.
I wondered if he could feel it, or if all he could feel inside of me was the warmth and the wetness, not the leftover cum.
Alistair held the dildo next to my face, and with his cock currently nestled inside me, he watched me with interest. He didn’t have to say what he wanted me to do; I could see it on his face, so I turned my head and stuck my tongue out, licking a straight line up the dildo.
“Can you taste yourself?” Alistair asked, and I nodded once, licking it again. “Such a dirty girl you are. So eager to please.” He turned the dildo a bit, giving me another side of it to lick clean.
I licked it all clean, rocking my hips along his cock since he wasn’t moving an inch. It was like something else had taken over me, someone else was at the helm of this ship. A stranger. This couldn’t be me, so hungry to be fucked again, so ready to taste myself on a dildo that was molded perfectly after Gareth’s dick.
“Good girl,” he purred out the words of approval, and he turned the dildo so that its tip now angled toward my mouth. I parted my lips and let him push it into my mouth. Not all the way, obviously, but enough. An inch, then two, borderline three, and then he started to move it in and out the same time his hips finally adopted a rhythm of their own, and all the while he watched me.
It was like he was fucking me in the mouth and in the pussy at the same time, and I freaking loved it. Any logical or sane thought that might’ve remained in my head vanished, and I became nothing more than a greedy girl who couldn’t get enough.
Alistair could play my body like no other. He couldn’t fuck my mom, but he could fuck me nice and hard while also guiding the tip of a dildo in and out of my mouth at the same time. With the dildo in my mouth, I couldn’t moan like I wanted to, but every so often a sound escaped my dildo-filled mouth regardless.
“Suck it like you want to suck me,” Alistair ordered, his cock ratcheting up the speed. His wide chest hummed in approval when he watched me pucker my lips and do as he said, sucking the tip of the dildo like I would if it was his cock in my mouth instead. “Good girl. See? You don’t have to be so bratty.” He pulled the dildo from my mouth and set it aside, taking my neck in his hand and turning my head toward his. His lips brushed up against mine as he whispered, “Good girls are rewarded. Bad girls are punished.”
“Maybe I like being punished,” I whispered back, and then, even though his hand held onto my throat, I leaned my head up, pressing my mouth against his.
He kissed me back immediately, his mouth taking command of mine in much the same way his body currently did. Alistair’s grip on my neck tightened just a bit, and I moaned into the kiss when his cock pumped even faster. The way he moved his hips… it was like he knew exactly how to hit me from the inside to push me over the edge.
Another orgasm came, pressure swelling within me before exploding and taking hold of every nerve in my body. I whimpered into the kiss as I came, my arms jerking against the restraint on my wrist and my toes clenching. It was all I could do.
“Good girl,” Alistair whispered once he took his mouth off mine. “You feel so good, Brianna. I don’t want to stop. I want you… every single day. It’s so hard to pretend I don’t. I lie to the world, but I don’t want to lie to you.” He leaned his forehead against mine, his skin lined with sweat from our union. “I want to fuck you in every room in this house. I want you in my bed at night. Fuck. I just want you.”
He must not have wanted me to respond, because two of his fingers slipped into my mouth as his fucking grew wilder, more desperate and frantic. He fucked me like he’d never fucked anyone before, and all I could do was lay there and accept it.
Like I’d ever deny it, like I could ever deny him. No freaking way.
“I shouldn’t want you so badly,” he was saying, still fucking my brains out. “You’re not supposed to be mine. I chose you for Gareth. For Gareth, not for me.” He let out a haggard breath, moaning as he speared me particularly hard. “But you’re like a drug. I can’t get enough of you. I need you. I fucking need you, Brianna.” He pulled his fingers from my mouth. “Tell me you need me, too.”
