Page 87 of His Ruthless Queen

I scramble, doing as I’m told as quickly as possible. The faster we finish this, the faster I get to have him inside of me.

Scotty kneels in front of me, pressing the toy to the entrance of my pussy. He pumps, coating it with my arousal, before placing lube on it. Then he’s at my back entrance, pressing the tip, ready to invade.

I clench, scared of what it will feel like.

“Relax,” he says, massaging my folds.

I suck in a breath, closing my eyes as he plays with my clit until I relax. Then, he’s pushing it in, slowly. Ever so slowly, until I’m adjusting to the feel, and the burn turns into a sweet pressure.

“That’s it. Not so bad, huh?” he croons.

He drops his head, lips sucking in my clit with so much force, that I release my knees, and plant my heels into the mattress. My hands fall into his hair, tugging, while my hips buck into the air of their own accord.

“So greedy. You need more of my tongue?” he asks, before swiping at my entrance.

“Yes,” I moan. “I need it all.”

His fingers shove inside of me, while his tongue continues to lap up the evidence of my arousal.

“Four. Oh, god, four!” I cry out.

The pleasure stops. He removes his fingers and his mouth, leaving me empty.

“So fucking sexy, seeing you like this,” he says, climbing off the bed. “Get dressed. We’ll finish this later.”

Chapter Thirty-Six

“Getdressed,we’llfinishthis later.”

I can tell the second she’s registered what I’ve said. The second she realizes that I’ve warmed her up to be a writhing mess while we have dinner with her brother.

Am I a bastard?Probably. Do I care?No.

Her body is mine to do with as I please. The second she realizes that, the better off she’ll be. I lick my lips, savoring the sweet taste of her cunt as I slide into a pair of jeans.

“You can’t be serious right now!” she shrieks, scrambling off the bed.

“I’m dead serious.” I toss a plain black t-shirt over my head. “We’re late for dinner and you’ve had enough.”

And my fucking ribs hurt. And she needs to remember what it feels like to be wound up and not able to do anything about it.

I turn to her. “The plug stays in.”

She moves to toss a punch at my chest, and I dodge it. My eyes narrow in on her. “Don’t you dare hit me.”

“You’re being ridiculous!”

“You’re being a brat. Get dressed.”

I turn away so she can’t see the grin on my face. My dick is hard, and I squeeze it to adjust, but goddamn, was it worth it to get her all hot and bothered. To teach her a lesson. And the other half of that lesson when we get home tonight is going to have her in tears if this first part is any indication.

“I am not a brat,” she gasps.

“Okay.” I laugh, shaking my head. “Get yourself together, princess. We wouldn’t want your brother to know you’re eating dinner while your ass is stuffed.” I tilt my head, watching her.

As fun as it is being cruel to her, I still care. “How does it feel?”

Her cheeks brighten. “Fine.” She turns away from me, heading to get her clothes.

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