“It feels so good,” she says around a moan as she circles her clit again.
“Let me taste.” How much do I need to beg? Because I will. I’ll fall to my knees for her if she wants me to. Her pussy is swollen and pink, and I want to bury my tongue so deep that she grinds her clit on my nose.
Instead of answering, she pushes two fingers inside herself, her lashes fluttering as she begins to pump. I stroke my dick faster, the hard shaft aching in my grip. I could come right now, but I won’t give her the satisfaction.
“Baby,” I say, breathless.
She’s so wet I can hear it as she moans and fucks herself harder.
“Let me taste you, or I’ll flip you over and take it.”
“I’m the one with the weapon?—”
Before she can finish the sentence, I’ve disarmed her and thrown her belly-down on the bed. She yelps and tries to fight, wriggling her little body. It’s adorable that she thinks she can escape my clutches. What did she think would happen when she broke into the lion’s den? She’s not going anywhere, not until she’s painted in cum and bruises. I secure her hands over her head and retrieve the handcuffs from my nightstand.
“What are you doing?” She struggles against the restraints as I secure her wrists to the headboard. “What the hell, Kane?”
“The lady doth protest too much.” I collect her panties from the floor, stuffing them into her mouth. She jerks her head away, so I force the lace past her lips until it muffles her screams.
“When will you learn, baby?” I gather her hair at the back of her head. Her nostrils flare as I pull hard. “You’ll need a bigger weapon than a gun.”
I shove her head back down and wedge a few pillows beneath her hips, lifting her ass high. When I land a hard slap against her skin, she squeals and strains against the cuffs, metal clanking loudly. She’ll learn soon enough that she isn’t going anywhere until I’m done with her.
“Such a pretty ass.” I smack her again, another hard whack that makes the pale globe wobble. This time she screams, so I strike the other cheek for good measure.
“I bet it tastes just as good.”
I bury my face in her ass. She wriggles to get away, so I grip her hips and keep lapping viciously at her back hole.
Soon she trembles and moans. When her pussy creams, I lap that up too, groaning at her delicious taste.
“You’re such a fucking treat.” I push my tongue past her tight ring of muscle.
She stiffens at first, then melts as I drive my tongue in and out of her, her hips bruising beneath my grip, so small in my hands.
Everything about her is petite and defenseless. I’m a beast compared to her, and she’s my little rabbit, one who apparently likes having her ass eaten.
What a pleasant surprise.
I rip my face away and press two fingers into her back hole.
She’s too tight.
Her muscles clamp down, and she holds her breath. I grit my teeth, letting out a grunt because fuck me, I want to claim that tight hole of hers.
Kneeling behind her, I bury my fingers deeper when she finally breathes hard through her nose. Tears cling to her wispy lashes, a flush blooming across her cheeks. She’s fucking beautiful.
And mine.
“Does it hurt, baby?”
She nods as I slide my fingers to the knuckles, then drive them in deep once more.
“Good.”
She whimpers as I begin to thrust, stretching her hole, forcing her open. “You’re so beautiful, you know that? Taking my fingers like a good girl.”
Sweat beads on my chest when I slip my fingers free and slap my cock over her stretched hole. Once, twice, three times, before shoving inside her slick cunt instead.
