I’m distantly aware that this is stupid. Dangerous. Not what I had planned.
But maybe it was stupid to think that I could fuck her once – only once – as part of our bargain and never again. I’m a fucking fool for thinking that would ever be enough. That I wouldn’t end up here, on my goddamn knees before her, like her pussy is the only god that I was ever meant to worship.
I have to stop.
She isn’t telling me to.
With a groan that even I know sounds fucking broken, I dip my head and taste her there.
And now I know I’m fucking doomed. Because I was right.
She does taste like fucking heaven. Paradise that I was never meant to have. I’m not worthy of any of this.
I’ve got her anyway.
I suck greedily on her clit, relishing the moan that tears from her throat in response. Her back bows off the bed, her hips jumping. I drag my tongue everywhere, a merciless, desperate claiming.
I can’t get enough. I could have my face right here for the rest of my goddamn life and it still wouldn’t be enough.
I don’t know if it’s from her or from me, but she’s definitely wet now. I dart my tongue inside her, into the sacred fucking channel of her cunt, and when she pulses and mewls around me, I replace my tongue with my middle finger.
“Oh!” she cries out. “Curse!”
There’s some resistance, but not much. After only a small bit of pressure, her hot depths practically suck my finger inside.
I bite the inside of my cheek until it bleeds to keep myself from coming.
“Oh, God,” Aurora moans, writhing beneath me. “How…How…”
Words are lost to her then. I replace them with my own, muttering shit that I didn’t even know was inside me.
“My fucking angel.” Between words, I lick her, feeling her tighten around me. “You’ve swallowed my whole finger to the fucking hilt.”
I latch onto her clit, sucking hard while I begin to pump my finger. I want her to feel the thickness, the solidness, the way her body becomes pliant and gives in to the hardness of mine. The slick walls of her pussy are quivering now. Her thighs slam against the sides of my head, her feet planting themselves on my back as she lifts her hips right off the mattress.
“No,” she moans. “Yes. Oh, God. I can’t. I’m going to…”
She’s going to come. She does it the next moment. Her body seizes on my finger, milking desperately while she whimpers and convulses. Wetness pours from her. I suck it down like holy water.
Her legs give out. Her ass collapses down onto the bed. She lies limp and spent beneath me, watching me through the feverish slits of her eyes as I rise up on my knees above her. Tension enters her weak limbs when I unzip my pants, adjust my clothing, and viciously rip my cock free.
Her eyes widen. They fall to my crotch and stay there. When I start jerking myself, she licks her lips, and I bite back a needy growl.
“Should I…” Her fingers curl into fists on the bespread. “Should I touch you?”
“No,” I hiss at once. I’ve already gone too far. I’ve fucking gorged myself on her. Having her precious fingers wrapped around my cock will send me flying over the fucking edge of sanity.
I want it too damn much.
Pressure builds in my balls, my cock. My fist moves faster and faster. At the last second, I rip her nightie up higher and come all over her belly. Groaning, I drag my spurting head across her skin, smearing the hot fluid all over her. Marking her.
Staining her.
“I should go clean up,” she whispers as I tuck myself back into my clothes.
Her words irritate me. I don’t want her immediately thinking ahead to when she gets to clean me off of her skin.
I’ve got the handcuffs in my pocket. I whip them out and snap one cuff around her wrist.
