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“I think I want to fuck you.” I grip her hips, adjusting her to the center of the bed. My rough fingers dig into her flesh as I climb onto the bed beside her, then I take my time. Caressing her soft skin, I move from her belly button, between her breasts, and up to her jaw, then back down again, smirking when her body shudders with anticipation. I tilt her head toward mine, staring at her blankly. “I’m going to come.Youare not.”
Her eyes widen, her mouth falling open. “What? That’s not fair!”
I grip her by her hips again, flipping her over so she’s on her stomach.
Crack.
My palm meets her ass, and the instant bloom of red makes me hard. I grab her cheeks, spreading them wide as I bend down, sinking my teeth into the redness. She lets out a yelp, her body tremoring as she begins to pant.
“You get so curious, Hazel. I can see it in your eyes. The way the green in them grows wonderous about the man behind my mask. You wonder what evil lurks beneath the skin. I am not good; I am not a gentleman. And right now, I want you bound and in pain as I find my own pleasure. I want to take everything and leave you quivering beneath me. And if you’re extra good, and I’m feeling extra lenient, maybe I’ll let you come at the end of it all.”
She whimpers, and I grip her head, pulling her up and off the bed, until her knees fall to the floor. She kneels in front of me, her eyes wide, her ankles bound, her naked ass resting gently against the heels of her feet, her hands against her lower stomach. I stand before her, and leaning down, I brush my lips over hers, giving her the ounce of kindness that she seems to pull out of me, reassuring that even though I bring her to the brink of danger, her life will always be safe in my hands as long as I want it to be.
I dip my tongue into her mouth, gliding against hers, savoring the fear and arousal that she desperately doesn’t want me to see, but I can taste the sweetness lingering on the tip of her tongue.
Pulling back, her swollen lips remain puckered, her mouth hanging open, her eyes hazy with lust.
My tongue goes to the roof of my mouth, and I bend down, spitting straight onto her tongue. Her lashes flutter as her lips close. Those plush pink lips pucker as she tastes my spit, and I spit once more, directly onto her pouty lips, giving her all the lubrication she needs.
My fingers burrow into her hair, and I pull her forward, my erection prodding at her wet lips. “Now be a good girl and use that to show me how bad you can be for me.”
Her lips part, and her warm tongue circles me, sucking hard as I burrow my cock into the back of her throat. She gags, her eyes watering, spit slipping between her lips and dripping down her chin.
I pull out, and her lips pop open, a gasping breath breaking from her throat as she stares up at me.
Bringing my thumb down, I brush her lower lip. “Perfect fucking lips,” I rasp. I love how they stretch around my cock, how her eyes glimmer, how her cheeks bloom with a light pink hue. Her fingers twitch by her stomach, and I hold her by the back of her head as I start fucking her mouth.
She lets out a groan, her throat vibrating as her eyes swirl with both anger and pleasure. Tears bloom in her eyes from the discomfort, wetting the corners and dampening her lashes. She loves this; I can see it in her gemstone eyes, though she’d never admit it. I can feel it in the way she grips me hard, her cheeks hollowing out as she tries sucking the life from me. The way that she moans from having no control, her thighs rubbing together as she searches for her own pleasure.
I swallow, my throat bobbing as my balls tense with the need to unload into her mouth.
I yank her from my cock, growling down at her.
Not yet.
Letting go of her hair, I grab her from under her arms, pulling her up and tossing her onto the bed again. She whimpers, her skin flushed as her chest heaves. I climb on the bed, grabbing onto her ankles and lifting, settling underneath them. I push her to her limit, shoving her tied ankles above her head. She lets out a moan, and my mouth waters at the sight of her dripping pussy. Her inner thighs are damp, glistening with arousal. I let out a groan as I bend down, my tongue slipping out and tasting her. Her thighs tremble, and my eyes roll in the back of my head as I go back for seconds.
And thirds.
I demolish her, burying my face into her pussy and sucking, licking, biting at every inch until she’s a writhing mess. She quivers, letting out tortured moans as her hips search my mouth for relief.
I can feel her body tense, can see the way she starts shaking with her impending orgasm. I lick her once more, hard, slowly, tasting every inch of her, before I pull back.
“Ahh! No! Why’d you stop?” she screams from around her ankles.
I smile at her, leaning over her body as I go to my nightstand, grabbing the roll of tape.
“What is that?” she asks hesitantly, her breath coming out in quick, short pants, her entire body flushed a light pink.
Pulling on the strip, I rip it off before I toss it to the floor. Leaning over her, her eyes widen when she sees it, and my smile grows.
“No more talking for you, my little witch.”
Her head lashes back and forth, but she can’t escape me, and I slap it over her lips, smirking at her narrowed eyes, her flared nostrils.
She’s livid. Exactly how I like her.
She watches me as I settle myself under her legs, her weeping pussy begging for release. I’m going to draw it out, just for her. The tip of my cock presses against her wetness, and I watch as she twitches with need, ready to drag me in. I swallow down a moan, because I already know she’s going to be so wet, so damn tight, and perfectly warm. All for me.
