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“Oh, God,” I whisper into the black void.
“He’s not going to save you now. Don’t. Move.” Harley steps back from me, his footsteps receding as he walks away, and I whimper at the loss of him.
With my sight gone, all my other senses are heightened, and I shiver in anticipation as I hear him opening and closing a cupboard. A glass hits the countertop before the freezer door opens. I suck in a deep breath.Surely he’s not…
The sound of cracking ice fills the room, and I count him dropping three ice cubes into the glass.Holy shit.My heart starts to race. More footsteps. The tap runs. My legs are trembling so bad that I lean forward, leaning my hands against the table so I don’t collapse.
Harley walks back over to stand behind me, placing the glass down on the table. I can feel the heat of his body and the weight of his gaze, but he doesn’t touch me, and I rub my thighs together again. My nipples are so hard it hurts. I arch my back slightly, silently begging for him to put me out of my misery.
I gasp as he finally hooks his fingers in the elastic of my leggings, another whimper escaping me when he slides them down with my underwear, exposing my oversensitive, warm pussy to the cool air. I lift my feet one at a time, helping him remove them completely, and he runs his hands up the outside of my thighs. Harley slaps my ass, and I cry out as my hands slip from underneath me, but then his tongue is on my skin, soothing the sting.
I moan as my sensitive nipples rub along the woodgrain of the dining table, widening my legs and wiggling my ass in Harley’s direction, praying he tastes me before I self-combust.
“My needy little Kitten,” he chuckles, kneading my ass cheeks.
“Please,” I beg.
“Please what?”
“Touch me.”
There’s a scraping sound beside me as Harley picks up the glass. My body tenses. The glass is placed back on the table, and then Harley’s cool hands are back on my ass. He spreads my cheeks, and my eyes widen–although I still can’t see a goddamn thing with my shirt blindfolding me.
Harley’s ice-cold lips press against the ridge at the top of my ass, and my body jolts forward as cold water dribbles down to my soaking core. His tongue follows the path, brushing over my puckered hole, and I stutter out a protest before he continues down to my slit. He slides one hand down to spread my lips as his tongue pushes into me, and then I’m moaning his name as I unashamedly push myselfback into his face.
He groans, and the sound vibrates through me, causing me to buck my hips. I cry out as he slaps my ass again, massaging the sting, and then his finger is pushing deep inside me, curling around to hit my g-spot. It’s only been a couple of days, but Harley already knows how to read my body perfectly. His thumb massages my clit as he continues to pump in and out of me, eating my pussy as if he were a man starved.
My orgasm builds, the lack of sight only adding to the obscene noises coming from this lewd act and the overwhelming sensations of Harley’s tongue buried deep inside of me. I cry out as my body begins to shake uncontrollably.
“Don’t stop… please… more! I need more!”
“Fuck my fingers, Kitten.” Harley pulls his face away, sliding a second finger in. I yelp at the intrusion, stretching me, and he curls them deep inside. “Give me every last drop of you, and then if you’re a good girl and want more, I’ll give you my cock.” My walls contract at his filthy words, and my pleasure peaks, my release stealing my breath away. Harley strokes me lazily through the spasms, bringing his tongue back to my dripping pussy to claim every bit.
I swallow, trying to get some moisture back in my dry mouth. I can’t stop the whimper escaping my lips when he removes his fingers. I feel so empty.
I hear him climb to his feet, though, and the sound of his zipper releases a million butterflies into my stomach. The tearing of a condom wrapper sends my pulse into overdrive,and a moment later, I can feel the tip of him nudging at my entrance.
Harley’s warm hand splays against the middle of my lower back, and he caresses me with his thumb. “Remember to breathe, Kitten.”
Unable to find my voice, I simply nod, and he feels the rise of my chest as I take a deep breath. I’m so wet for him that he slides in with less resistance this time, though I still wince at the slight burn of him stretching me.
He grunts, and I can feel his self-control starting to slip as he pushes me down onto the table, inching his way inside until he bottoms out.
“Holy shit,” I squeak out. I squeeze down around him, and he mutters a curse before sliding out slowly and pushing back in. “Mmm…” I moan, feeling the ridges of his piercings rub against the inside of me in the most delicious way. Losing my virginity to Harley the other night was better than I ever expected it to be, but nothing compares to the sensation of his piercings dragging against the opening of my pussy from this angle.
“You feel so fucking good squeezing my cock like that.” He leans over me, sliding his hands under my body to roll my nipples between his fingers. My body jolts from the added sensation. His breath is hot against my sweaty skin, and he presses an opened-mouth kiss to my shoulder. He continues to pump in and out of me slowly but deeply, as if he has all the time in the world to make me come.
“Fuck me,” I sob, desperate for more as I push back against him. “Please, Herc. I need you to fuck me.”
His hand slides up to my neck, squeezing with enough pressure to have me gasping. He pulls my body up off the table until I’m flush with his. “I’m not going to fuck you, Kitten,” he growls in my ear. “You’re going to ride me until you’re screaming my name.”
He guides us backwards until he’s sitting on the chair, my back plastered to his chest, still buried deep inside of me. One hand still wrapped around my neck, he uses the other to tilt my head to the side so he can claim my mouth, his tongue plunging in to meet mine in a desperate show of ownership. I roll my hips, moaning as I feel his cock throbbing. He swallows the sound, devouring my mouth the way he devoured my pussy. When he releases my mouth, I spread my legs, leaning forward on his thighs for leverage as I move myself up and down his cock.
The piercings continue to rub against my entrance, increasing my pleasure as he hits deep inside me. I increase my speed, and Harley gently squeezes my throat.
“That’s it, Kitten. Ride my cock like a good girl.” He presses kisses to my shoulder, and I cry out his name as his words edge me closer to my release.
“More… Please, Herc. I need more.”
