“I want you to fuck me, not read to me.” She quips, planting her hands on her hips and I take a step closer to her, towering over her small frame then dipping my head to reach her ear where I tuck a stray piece of hair behind it.
“You’re such a greedy girl.” I tease, brushing my lips against the shell of her ear. “Desperate to feel my cock stretching you wide. To feel my cum painting your insides. That’s what you want isn’t it?”
She trembles under my words and whimpers, nodding her head to answer my question but it’s not good enough, she knows the rules.
“You know better than to not use your words mama, answer me with that perfect mouth.”
Ana swallows heavily before tipping her head up to face me. “Yes, Dean. That’s exactly what I want.”
I plaster a dark grin across my face. “That’s better. Now, do as you’re told. Pick a book and a scene, I want you to read it to me.”
She goes to open her mouth again and I silence her with a swift slap across her round ass, the sound cracking in the quiet room. Immediately she hisses through her teeth, followed by a high pitched whimper before bending over to pick a book from the box. Once she’s found one, it only takes her a couple of seconds to find the chapter she wants, then she turns to me, the book open in the middle.
“Now what?”
“Take a seat, then read to me.” I instruct, nodding my head towards the seat I was just sitting in.
Ana follows my rules perfectly and my cock jumps in my shorts, desperately needing her but I can’t blow my load yet. I want her to unravel in my hands, to shatter into pieces so I can gather her together again. Not to fix her, no, she doesn’t needthat. I want to hold all her pieces in the palms of my hands and let her morph into something that she’s chosen to be, a force to be reckoned with.
Ana takes her seat in the chair and holds the book open in front of her, waiting for my next instruction.
“Why did you pick this scene?”
Her cheeks flush like a pink rose at my question and she tugs her bottom lip between her teeth. “I uh,” she starts, darting her gaze to the pages. “It’s one of my favourite books, the guy takes control, allowing the woman to feel completely free and..” She drifts off, getting more shy by the minute.
“And..” I push, urging her to continue.
“Her pleasure is his main focus and that reminds me of you.”
My ego practically sky rockets at her words and it’s true, seeing her come apart on my fingers, my tongue, my cock pleases me to no end.
Taking a step forward, I pause then drop to my knees in between her parted legs, looking up at her with nothing but awe and love.
“Read it to me, baby, and I’ll make it come true for you.”
Ana parts her perfect lips before dropping her eyes to the pages, then she starts to explain what the guy is doing and I follow suit. She describes the way he pushes the woman in the book onto her back to slide her underwear off before planting kisses up the inside of her leg, so I do the same.
Placing my hand in the center of Ana’s chest, I gently push her backwards until she’s lying back on the large reading chair, then I run my hands up her smooth legs until I reach the pyjama pants and the flimsy piece of fabric she calls underwear, hooking my fingers into the elastic waist and pulling them both down. Allthe while she continues to read through heavy breaths as I slide the black underwear from her legs, letting them fall to the floor before lifting up her leg and pressing my lips to her ankle.
Immediately her skin breaks out in goosebumps at the tender touch. She reacts to me so perfectly. Her voice is soft and smooth as she reads the story to me and I continue to trail hot kisses up the inside of her leg, brushing over her knee towards her thigh.
“Dean..” She whimpers, pausing the story.
“Keep reading baby. I’m not nearly done with you yet.” I murmur against her warm skin and she continues.
“He.. he circles my clit with his rough fingers, dipping into my pussy to gather the wetness.” She quotes, her chest heaving from how turned on she is and I do exactly what the book says. Parting her thighs, her arousal is so sweet and spicy as it hits my senses and immediately my mouth waters, craving her taste on my tongue. Her pink pussy glistens with wetness as I run my hands down the inside of her thighs before spreading her open.
The moment the tips of my fingers touch her pussy lips she struggles to read, instead choosing to moan as I keep one hand spreading her open, the other circling her clit in soft, smooth motions. Her legs tremble as I continue to tease her sensitive centre.
“You better carry on reading mama.” I taunt whilst running the pads of my fingers down towards her entrance, teasing her hole.
“I.. I can’t. It’s too much.” She whimpers whilst lifting her hips, craving that touch only I can give her.
“Yes you can, baby.” I start before dipping my head and pressing my lips to the crease between her thighs and pussy, my fingers inching further inside of her. “God, you’re so fucking tight.” I could ravage her right here, right now, consume her like she’s my last meal but I won’t, not yet anyway.
“Keep reading, pretty girl.” I murmur against her skin whilst keeping the tips of my fingers inside her, waiting for her to continue. She inhales deeply, attempting to even out her breathing before reading again.
“Sil-” She starts and I cut her off, snapping my gaze to hers.
