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“You think you’re that good, huh?” I asked, just to nettle him.
“Just for that attitude, babe,” he said, shooting me a wicked smile I immediately knew not to trust. There was something evil planned behind it, I knew it. “Each time you make a noise, I stop,” he told me, grinding his cock into me.
He damn well knew what he was doing.
Because, well, I’d always been very… vocal about my pleasure when we were together. Enough to make people on the other sides of our hotel rooms slam on the wall in annoyance.
Threatening to stop doing… whatever he was doing each time I made any kind of noise? That was the very definition of torture.
“Until when?” I asked, shooting small eyes at him. “Until I beg to come?”
“No, babe. You gotta be silent even when you come,” he said, grinding down into me once again, making my breath hitch, catch, stopping just shy of making a noise.
“Just so you know,” I told him, sucking in a deep breath when his cock rubbed against me again. “The payback for this is going to be fucking torture.”
“Can’t fucking wait,” he said before sealing his lips to mine.
It was easy enough at first.
To stay silent.
First, because his lips were on mine.
But also because I could focus enough not to make any noise when all he was doing was grinding his cock against my pussy through both our underwear.
But then he was pulling up my shirt, his lips sealing around one of my nipples, licking, nipping, sucking, and I had to press my lips together to keep the sounds in.
Then he was yanking off my panties and settling his face between my thighs.
The bastard teased and tormented me for what felt like ages before his tongue finally made contact with my clit, and the sensation was so strong, so overwhelming, my whole body jolted as a whimper escaped me.
And what did he do?
Lifted his head, resting his chin just above my sex, and smirking up at me.
“I hate you,” I grumbled down at him, only making his grin spread wider before he dipped his head again to continue his sweet, evil torment.
I was more prepared then, though, biting my lower lip as I tried to focus on my breathing, on keeping myself quiet.
“Damnit,” I whimpered when Slash sucked my clit hard, making a ragged sound escape me as his lips promptly moved away from me.
This time, though, he didn’t duck his head back down, instead moving to kneel at the edge of the bed, reaching for me, turning me, and pulling me until I was on all fours.
I had no idea what his intentions were until I suddenly had my shirt over my head, then over thebackof my head, trapping both of my arms when he yanked it backward, using it to bind me, to hold me where he wanted me with one hand as his other landed a slap to my ass before I felt his cock sliding between my thighs.
“Can’t bury your face in the mattress to keep quiet now,” he mumbled, making me realize the man could practically read my mind because that was exactly what I’d been planning to do, knowing there was no way I could keep quiet when his cock was inside of me.
But then he was, dragging a ragged moan out of me as he settled deep. Then froze. I wasn’t proud of the disappointed grumble that escaped me, especially when Slash let out a wicked chuckle.
After a moment, he started moving as I tried to focus, tried to keep my mouth shut.
No moans.
No whimpers.
“You’re never going to get to come,” Slash said after what felt like an eternity of torture, of the most intense edging I’d ever experienced in my life.
“Neither will you,” I reminded him, pressing my lips together when he slammed into me so hard that I would have flown across the bed if he wasn’t holding me in place.
