Lucky I don’t have a job to go to, because I’d be sooo late.
“We will go shopping for some, after.”
“After?” I raise my head to scowl at him.
“Yes.” Then he ducks his head, and I huff and swear softly.
Over the next five, ten, fifteen minutes I venture so close to coming that I’m sweating and have probably sprained muscles, am ready to doanythingto him to get him to let me come. My thighs ache, and the sheet under my butt is damp.
Then he pushes in those fingers and hunches his back and starts tonguing me ferociously until, until…I swear I see blackness. I guess my eyes are shut and I’m so near to?—
He stops, and I slam my eyes open at which point he pulls on me and slides me down the bed until he’s sitting on me with his knees to either side of my chest.
“I was going to fuck you with a toy in your ass, but since you were bad?—”
“Bad?” I’m confused.
“—and had nothing for me to use. It’s this instead. Open that pretty mouth so I can fuck it.”
“I…” I’m opening but protesting. “You promised.”
“I did say I’d be inside you. This is that. Inside your mouth.”
Liar, liar, pants on fire? Nope. He’d probably bite me, somewhere. Somewhere new. Or spank me. Oh god, to that thought too. I lick my mouth, thinking of it happening.
He moves further up my body, pinning my arms beneath him, and takes a handful of my hair in his fist. The soft headof his cock touches my lips. The line where it was sutured onto him shows in stark contrast to the nearby skin. “Besides, I love seeing you all red-faced and whimpering. Needy as fuck. Wanting to be fucked by me.”
He leans in to kiss my mouth instead. “You can come later, once I have that toy.”
That deadly smile of his is like an arrow to my heart, and lower down, too. The good kind of arrow.
“Now open.”
Then he readjusts, presses his cock at me, slides between my mostly open teeth and over my tongue. The forceful hold on my hair somehow makes me want this more than ever. It mixes with his dirty promises, makes my gasps, the panting, the grunts as he fucks me turn the inside of my mind red with suppressed lust. I draw up my heels, bucking upward when I almost choke. His weight holds me down, my inner thighs are slippery, and I splutter when he pushes too far, but the ache from my pussy connects to this taboo-ish act of compelled face-fucking.
This is definitely not just a blow job.
I didn’tquitesay yes.
And yet…and yet…
I want him. I want this. I can’t take him deep without choking, but he’s obviously happy with how deep he can go.
His thrusts grow faster. The hold on my hair tightens, and I open wider, drool escaping around my lips. Grunts burst from him. He curses and stares at me more intently than before, at where his cock is stuck in my mouth. With another three determined thrusts, where my teeth scrape on his length, and then he’s coming, jetting in squirts into my mouth, filling it until he hunches then pulls out. Come spills and dribbles down the side of my face.
I swallow, once, amazed the taste isn’t any different from most men.
He falls onto the bed at my side, onto his back, bouncing the mattress.
I wedge my hand between my thighs, thinking about masturbating myself to climax, until he notices and grins, shakes his head.
“No?”
“Not until I have that toy.”
Fuck. I hope Revenant still has a sex shop. Online won’t be fast enough.I pout and tuck myself into his side, and he sneaks his arm under me to pull me closer to him. This monster’s body heat, he’s definitely hotter than normal.
Going to have to wash these sheets but two lots of smutastic sex means it was warranted anyway…even if I didn’t get to climax.
