Every swipe of his tongue fed my fire, every muffled groan against my skin sent a shock down my spine. I was dripping down his chin, soaking his mouth, and still he didn’t stop. He alternated between my pussy and my asshole, slurping, sucking, pushing me closer to the edge than I’d been in weeks. His hands gripped my thighs like shackles, holding me open, holding me down. I shook, moaned, and taunted him between gasps.
“Mmm, her taste is still on my tongue,” I purred, voice trembling with pleasure. “But this, this tongue, is what makes me break.”
His groan vibrated into me, his grip tightening on my thighs until it bordered on bruising. My clit throbbed, my stomach clenched, and then I shattered, coming so hard I cried out into the night, my orgasm ripping through me until my legs shook.
I sagged against the wall, panting, but James didn’t stop. His tongue lapped every drop, greedy, insistent, circling my asshole again like he wanted to own every part of me.
Finally, I grabbed his throat, yanking his face up to mine. His mouth was wet, chin shining with my release, his eyes burning.
“Good boy,” I whispered, dragging my lips across his, kissing him filthy, letting him taste the slick mess he’d pulled out of me. “Now you know. She’s mine and so are you.”
But the way he looked at me, wild, defiant, hungry, it sent a tremor of anticipation straight through my core.
I knew what was coming.
James Carter Jr. didn’t like staying on his knees, and as much as I loved owning him, I wanted to see how hard he’d fight back.
The taste of my orgasm was still wet on his lips when I kissed him, still slick on his chin when I whispered, “Good boy,” again.
That’s when it happened.
The shift.
His hands clamped down on my hips, hard, dragging me back against the siding. His mouth crashed onto mine, rough, devouring, all teeth and tongue like he wanted to bite through my control.
“James—” I started, already reaching to reassert myself.
But he spun me, pinning my wrists above my head in one hand, his body pressing me flush against the wall, his thick dick, hard as it ground against me through his jeans, completely rigid and unrelenting.
“Good boy?” he growled against my mouth. “Nah, baby, not tonight.”
The heat that shot through me was instant, sharp, humiliating, delicious. My pussy clenched so hard I gasped.
He kissed me again, filthy and hungry, then pulled back just enough to spit against my lips, smearing it with his tongue before biting down on my bottom lip. My body jolted. I hated giving ground, hated it, and yet my clit throbbed at the way he manhandled me.
“You don’t get to walk back out there smug like you still own it all,” he said, voice low, dark. “Not after you made her come in that bathroom and left me aching.”
My smirk faltered, and he saw it. His grin was feral.
He let go of my wrists just long enough to spin me again, shoving me chest-first into the siding. My palms slapped the wood, rough against my skin.
“Oh, fuck,” I hissed, heat rushing up my spine.
“Look at you,” he muttered, dragging his palm over my ass, spreading me open. “Wet as fuck. Still dripping from me eating you out, and you got the nerve to act like you’re in control.”
His fingers slid between my folds, and I cried out, my body arching against his touch.
“That’s mine,” he snarled, plunging two fingers deep inside me. “Say it.”
The words ripped from my throat before I could stop them. “Yours!”
He pumped his fingers hard, curling them up until my knees buckled, then yanked them free, shoving them into my mouth. “Taste yourself. Taste what my tongue pulled out of you.”
I clamped my lips around them, eyes rolling back, sucking until he pulled them free and wiped my spit acrossmy cheek. Humiliation burned through me, hot and thrilling.
Then he unzipped, and the blunt head of his erection pressed against my slick entrance.
“You think you’re Mistress?” he growled, slamming into me so deep my cry echoed off the siding. “Not tonight. Tonight, you’re just my slut, and I’m about to shoot my cum all in this pussy and send you back out there laughing and giggling with everyone while I seep out of you.”
