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“If you’re my prisoner, then I can touch you however I want, right?”
She drags in a ragged breath and her lips part slightly. I dig one hand into her hair and the other into her tight little pussy.
Moaning and writhing, she sighs against my chest.
“What are we doing, Tex?”
“I’m imprisoning you. Be a good girl and do as I say.”
She sighs and we bend against one another.
“Or what?” she whines.
My fingers are dripping wet as I thrust inside of her tight core. “Or… I fuck you like a dirty, little slut. I fuck you and I spank that ass…hard.Do you want that?”
She plays along, grinning as she says, “No.”
“Okay then. Suck my cock, just like you did that night you wouldn’t stop flirting with the grocery man.”
Her pussy twitches against my fingers and she nods. We stand from the bed and she kneels before me. I have no fucking clue how this is happening but I’m going to cherish every fucking second. Her tongue licks my balls and drags slowly up my shaft until her mouth is over my cock and she’s sucking hard and moaning.
My eyes close and my head rolls back against the wall as my fingers weave through her hair and tug gently, guiding her head in swift motions on my cock.
Fuck, this isn’t going to last long.
Desperate to memorize every second, I snap my eyes open and stare down at her. At this angle, her round ass bounces and the arch of her back rises and falls as her perfect lips work hard for my pleasure. I pause her for a second, stripping off her shirt to feel the hard tips of her nipples scrub against my legs as she works.
Fucking hell.
I grip her hair tighter and pump her harder as excitement builds. “You should stop. I need to come in that little pussy.”
Gripping me tighter, she moans out on my cock as I stiffen firmer and firmer. Disobeying my orders… she’ll pay for that later. Now, I can’t help myself. My balls tighten, my stomach clenches, and I come all I have into her sweet little mouth.
She holds a grip on my cock for a few seconds, spinning her tongue in spirals around the tip before I pull away and watch as she sits back on her knees and looks up at me. Her mouth drops open, and her tongue spills out my come. I watch as it rolls down over her chin and falls onto her chest.
Sweet fucking hell. I tug her hair and grip her arm, helping her up from the floor, our gaze stuck on one another.
I need more. I need all of her, and I won’t stop until I get it.
Chapter Five
Sierra
I should probably feel horrible. Twelve hours ago, I was going to marry Johnathan. Any normal person would’ve put distance between a wedding and a blowjob with the man’s brother. But I figure the multiple affairs ‘the asshole’had cancel out any promise we made to each other.
Besides that, being back in the same room with Tex is like an uncontrollable force. It was hard enough to pull away from him once. The thought of doing it again is incomprehensible. We’ve picked up right where we left off despite years of distance.
That, or I’m insane. The man has kidnapped me, and according to him, it’s not even for love. It’s because he wants revenge.
I blow out a heavy breath and stand from the ground, his come dripping off my tits like frosting on a cinnamon roll. Some people might think this degrading. For me, it’s the opposite. I like how dirty it makes me feel, even if Tex is the only man I’d ever do it for.
I let out a heavy breath, trying to convince myself not to hop on his cock and ride him clear until sunset. Every ounce of me is aching to feel his huge dick spread me wide. I hate to say it, but he and Johnathan were not created equally in that department.
In fact, it’s hard to believe Johnathan has slept around so much. He sucks in bed. There’s a lot of talking about what we should do next, and everything we did was mechanical and odd.
God, what’s wrong with me? I definitely shouldn’t be comparing the two of them. Mainly because it’s fucked up. Also, because there’s no comparison necessary. The chemistry between Tex and I is animalistic and feels… right. With Johnathan… there’s nothing.
Tex returns from the bathroom with an alien green washcloth. He wipes his sticky wetness off my face, chest, and stomach.I hate it.I don’t want his come wiped onto a towel. I want to spread him all over me like lotion. I want to stare at myself in the mirror and savor the sticky white mess he’s made on my skin.
