Her jaw opened easily, and Colleen looked up at him as if she were helpless.
A brat would fight that, forcing him to wrestle her.Excellent.
He jabbed his cock into her mouth and throat, shoving it in and only pulling back enough to let her breathe. This was a punishment and he could do anything he wanted to her, so he did. He wrapped her hair around his fists and fucked her face.
When he came, the ecstatic snap and shudder blanked his mind, and his knees trembled as his balls pumped into the condom.
He was leaning on the desk, gasping, and then he pulled back to let her go.
He got rid of the condom and then looked back at her.
Colleen had rocked back on her feet, a small smile playing on her mouth.
He’d get rid of that. “On the bed. Face in the pillow. Ass in the air.”
She looked up at him with her lips parted, startled.
That was more like it.
“Now.”
23
Mine
Tristan
Tristan watched Colleen walk over to her mattress on the floor, glancing back at him nervously the whole way, even though it was just a few steps in the tiny apartment. She knelt on the bed and then arranged the pillow before she settled down just as he’d told her to.
He was going to be so amped by the time this was over that he would be able to write code without sleeping for a week, which was probably what it was going to take to finish the program that would wipe Colleen off the internet.
He walked toward her, dragging his feet over the carpeting so she would be able to hear him coming. He knelt on the mattress, bending it under his knees so she could feel that, too. “Knees wider.”
She spread her thighs but kept her face in the pillow.
Her ass was still paddled pink, and the sallow remnants of a bruise marked the inside of one of her thighs. The skin between her legs was dark pink and glistening, dew clinging to the softest flesh of her folds, already wet for him.
His blood raced through his veins and was already rushing to his dick again, stretching it and weighing it down.
Not yet.
He spread his fingers over her hips and bent to lick her, a long, deep glide of his tongue through her folds, and then he used his lips and his tongue to suck and caress and eat her until she was gasping, nearly standing on her head and her toes as he pushed at her.
And he stopped.
She was trembling, and then she collapsed, sobbing.
Because this was punishment. “On your knees. Ass up.”
She slowly crawled to her knees, still weeping piteously whilst he rolled another condom onto himself. They were going through these at an alarming rate. He might need a drugstore delivery soon. He drove his cock into her and took her long and hard, not letting her legs close to rub her clit.
Orgasm denial is a tough kink, but someone had to do it.
And tomorrow, she’d come like fireworks from all this tension and no release.
He licked his thumb and rubbed it over her tight little asshole. “I will take you here someday. I will.”
Just as her sobs were turning to moans because there were nerve endings there, too, he stopped and bucked into her, slamming his groin against the rosy skin of her ass until his balls tightened and he came again, a white-out blast that ripped through his mind and destroyed him. He dug his fingers into her hips as he mindlessly jammed himself into her, a raging animal, until the violent delight dissipated and he was spent.
