When she glares at me, I grin. But she doesn’t maintain the angry expression for more than a second. Her body is strung out and it won’t be long until I hear her sweet cries of release. “I think we’re going to have to do something about this,” I say, infusing my tone with mock concern. “I’m very worried about being taken advantage of by you.”
She claws at my hand with both of hers now, desperate to keep from coming. I retract my arm and Carina’s go limp by her sides while she breathes a sigh of relief. I understand her unwillingness to give in because when you orgasm you’re completely vulnerable to the will of your body, as well as the source of your pleasure.
In her case, that’d be me.
But I want her surrender at any cost. And I won’t allow anyone to get in my way.
I lean closer to her and wrench her thighs apart, pinning down the one closest to me with my leg. Her cunt is damp and when I thrust my fingers into it, there’s no resistance. Immediately her body clamps around my fingers and I fervently rub the area that I know will cause this glacial woman to shatter.
And she does.
“Oh, God.”
Carina arches her back and grips the sheets as though she’s worried about ascending beyond this realm. I understand this as well. Experiencing heaven on earth is impossible, but I swear her cunt can take me there.
“You’re so fucking sexy when you come,” I say, my voice hoarse. She trembles underneath my touch and I’m such a greedy asshole that I want to see her orgasm again. Watching her surrender to me is addicting and I don’t want to stop.
“Don’t hold back your screams or your moans.” I bring my mouth to hers, inhaling her uneven breaths. “The louder, the better.”
I give no mercy, offer no relief. My seductive touches become rough and domineering, telling her without words what I want from her. What I’m demanding. Carina can either give in or fight me, but if she does, she won’t hold out for long.
I thrust my fingers in and out of her cunt and flick my tongue over the corner of her mouth. She parts her lips and I take the bottom one between my teeth, nibbling on it while increasing the speed of my hand. The second her breathing halts, I suck on her tongue and then bite it, simultaneously pinching her clit.
Immediately I lean back to enjoy the vision beside me. Carina’s scream echoes in my bedroom and ricochets in the large space; the keening sound is pure ecstasy. I grind against her thigh, loving the friction of my cock on her skin. Her cries lower in volume just as my groans hit the air. My movements become crazed because all I can think about is fucking her while I thrust my fingers in place I desperately want to be. I come with a roar and the tendons in my neck strain from my shout.
When the last bit of energy seeps from my body, I lower myself onto the bed with my fingers still inside her. The tiny pulses of her cunt please me and I’m not sold on the idea of withdrawing from her just yet.
Quiet settles over the room, seeming louder now that our breaths have slowed and my pulse no longer drums in my ears. Currents of peace drift across my psyche and I allow myself this indulgence. It’s rare.
Carina’s voice distorts the serenity. “Get your fucking hand out of me.”
“You’d prefer I put my cock there instead?”
“What I’d prefer,” she says, her tone sharp, “is that you stop treating me like a whore or someone who’s only here for you to play with.”
I’m on top of her so fast Carina blinks up at me as if she doesn’t know who I am. However, when I grab her jaw and hold her head in place, her gaze clears of the surprise and then shines with apprehension.
Now she and I are on the same page.
There’s a lesson to be learned here.
I tighten my hold on her face and pry her mouth open, sweeping the hollow inside with my fingers. Her taste now coats her tongue. Her gaze flares with heat when I suck on my fingers.
“I get pleasure from whores, not give it. I fuck them, not sleep with them. And I certainly am amused by you because you’re unique, unlike every other woman out there who uses their cunt to get what they want, instead of using their fucking brain.”
Leaning down until our noses touch, I drink in the sight of the emotions flitting across her face. This is why she sucks at lying. Anyone can see her thoughts if they look hard enough. And right now, based on her expression, I’ve pleasantly surprised her.
“Unless…” I say, drawing out the word. “If you want me to treat you like a slut then I will. Honestly, it’s less work for me.”
Indignation sharpens her features, making the delicate contours of her face more pronounced. Fuck, Carina’s lovely when she’s pissed. My cock begins to harden.
She narrows her gaze. “Well, thanks for that backhanded compliment. I prefer you treat me with respect, but what can I expect from someone with your reputation?”
“And that’s why you have my cum on your skin and your throat is sore from screaming. Enough pleasant bantering.” I tweak her nose and her gaze narrows. “It’s time to get shit done.”
I exit the bed and Carina peruses my nude form. So I thrust my hips and my cock slaps against my lower abdomen. I can’t hold the bark of laughter that bursts from me at her expression. It’s horrified and fascinated.
She averts her gaze and mutters under her breath. “Fuck him and his big cock.”
