Page 49 of Filthy Boy


Font Size:  

He tosses the tie on the bed before pulling his own shirt off.

“Wh-what are you doing with that?” I nod toward the tie, smirking the tiniest bit. “Are you gonna seriously tie me up? That’s…”

“Twisted?” he rasps, his eyes glaring at me. “Look around, babe. The world is fucking twisted. You don’t have to hide that you are too.”

I shiver as I set my bowl on the nightstand. Pulling my shirt over my head, I unclasp my bra, letting it fall.

He grabs my ankles suddenly, tearing my leggings down and throwing them onto the floor. Running his palms up my thighs, he groans, “Fucking hell, you are gorgeous.”

I swallow, glancing around nervously before peeling my panties off. Stunned when he stuffs them in his pocket and winks.

“You’ll get those back if you’re a good girl.”

My eyes rake down his body, and I watch the bulge in his jeans grow.

“I think you took the movie we watched too seriously,” I whisper, half-joking. “Now, you think we’re role-playing.”

“The difference is, I doubt she got to come at the end of that scene since it wasn’t real. I’m going to make you come so hard that you might just black out.”

He wastes no time moving on top of me and grabbing the tie before looping it around my wrists and tying it to the headboard.

“Tight enough?” he growls, fastening it more.

I wince the smallest bit but buck my hips up at the same time, needing him.

His eyes fill with mischief as he climbs back down my body. “Spread your legs, baby. Let me see you.”

I suddenly remember that what Brody noticed about me most is that I’m wild. And maybe he’s right. Maybe I do need heat in my life to make me happy. Well, Brody brings freaking fire.

Spreading my legs, I do what I was told, and he smirks.

“Good girl.”

He grabs the bottle of hot fudge and looks down at me, eyes hooded. “You were right; I do have a big appetite. But right now, all I want to taste is you on my tongue. Coming in my mouth.”

Climbing over me and tipping the bottle upside down, he drips it down my neck, onto both of my breasts, down my stomach, and onto my parted legs. My nipples harden, though I’m not sure if it’s from the substance or how hot he is right now.

His mouth starts at my neck. Licking, sucking, and kissing downward until he heads toward my chest.

He pulls my nipple into his mouth, his tongue circling around it, before doing the same to the other one.

“These tits,” he mutters. “So. Fucking. Perky and perfect.”

The sensation of him attacking my breast is enough to send me into a tailspin. But I keep it together because I know the best is yet to come…literally.

As he works his way downward, his tongue trails along my skin until his face lands between my legs. And when his tongue dips inside of me, I can’t help my legs from tightening around his neck, pulling him deeper.

“So sweet,” he grunts, sucking on a spot that has me wishing I could grip the sheets. “Even if you didn’t have chocolate on you, you’d taste like a fucking dessert.”

Gazing up at me, he moans against my heat, flicking his tongue against my flesh before, suddenly, he reaches up and frees my hands from his tie.

“Show me how you want me to play with your tits,” he growls before diving back in. “Go on; don’t be shy.”

Staring down at him, I slowly palm my breasts. Gently gliding over them, I give my nipples a slight squeeze and feel him moan against me.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he utters.

Craning my neck forward, I continue to stare down at him while caressing myself. And just by the look in his eyes, I know he’s losing his mind.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com