“Are you happy with your toy?” he whispers.
I swallow to buy myself a second and pray for the power of speech to return. “Oh, yeah —veryhappy. Fuck, Babydoll. I love it.”
He smiles sweetly. “Good. Because I want you to fuck me like you’re punishing me.”
28
ERROL
Ran looks a little surprised at first, like that’s not what he was expecting to hear. I don’t blame him. I’m a little shocked at my boldness, but the unbridled hunger in his eyes speaks to me.
He bends down and brings his lips to mine. I open my mouth for him eagerly when he runs his tongue over the seam of my lips. His kiss is rough and possessive, claiming my mouth so completely that I barely notice when he puts a hand at my nape to run his fingers up through my hair.
Abruptly, he breaks off the kiss and tugs my hair to bring my head back. “Open,” he whispers. I part my lips for him and he spits in my mouth. “Filthy slut,” he says, eyes devouring me as I swallow.
“You’re going to look so pretty when I wreck you,” he murmurs. I catch just a glimpse of the predatory gleam in his eyes before he shoves his cock into my open mouth, hilting himself so my nose is pressed against his trimmed bush.
He takes what he wants from me, making me take him deep until I’m fighting my gag reflex. It’s not long before tears arestreaming down my cheeks and drool is dripping all the way down my chin.
Ran looks down at me and grins. “You like being a slut for me? You like being just a pair of holes I can fill, just a mindless toy I can use however I like?” When he wraps his other hand around my throat, I can’t hold back a whimper of need and anticipation. “I’m gonna wreck your pussy tonight,” he murmurs.
I look up at him through my lashes as he holds me down with his cock halfway down my throat. “Fuck, you look so good,” he pants. “Love seeing you in makeup and lingerie, kneeling in those sexy shoes you can’t even walk in.” He pulls me off his cock with a pop. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue for me. Lemme see that piercing,” he orders.
I obey, draping my tongue over my bottom lip to show off the shiny silver ball in the center. “Hotdamn,” Ran groans. “I love having my own personal fuck doll. You just look so perfectly filthy right now, just a desperate little whore, needing so badly to be filled up —isn’t that right?”
When I nod, Ran chuckles darkly. “You look so hot with that slutty pierced tongue out, just panting for my cock like the horny animal you are.” He grabs his cock and pulls me towards him, wiping his precum onto my tear-streaked cheek before slapping my face with his cock. He does it lightly a few times; when he does it a little harder, I shiver.
“This is getting you so turned on right now, isn’t it? Bet you’re dripping all over that lace thong, so horny that you can’t help but make a mess out of your underwear. Huh, baby?”
Iamso turned on —so much so that I’m practically squirming when Ran narrows his eyes at me. “C’mere.” He grabs my chin to tip my face towards him and stares down at me, a devilish grin on his face and lust raging in his eyes.
Abruptly, he shoves two fingers into my mouth, capturing the ball of the piercing between them. “Whose holes are these?” He keeps his fingers there, pinning down my tongue so my answer is just an unintelligible mumble.
“That’s right —mine,” Ran purrs as his eyes rake over me again. “I’m going to ruin you for anybody else,” he says, his voice low. “You’re never going to be able to be with another man again. Every part of you was meant to be mine. All mine.”
He leans down and catches my lower lip between his teeth. “But let me make you come first,” he says when he releases me. “I want to taste you.” He scoots over and pats the mattress. “Get that sexy ass up here so I can make it feel good before I ruin it.”
He holds out a hand for me to hold onto as I rise to stand, unsteady in those heels. His eyes devour me as I climb onto the bed.
“Lay back,” he says. “You’ve earned the right to be a pillow princess for a little while.”
I bite my lip to stifle a moan as Ran straddles me, his hard cock slick with precum. “Fuck,” I murmur in appreciation. He follows my eyes down to his dick and lets out a laugh that sounds a little self-conscious.
“You like?” That glimpse of shyness in his voice and the tentative hopefulness in his expression makes all the sexual tension between us evaporate for just a second. All that’s left behind is me and Ran — my best friend. And, as the moment fades and his grin grows hungry again, I’m reminded: my boyfriend. My lover. My love.
My need is a pool of heat deep inside me. When Ran leans over me, caging me with his hands bracing him on either side of my head, I moan into his mouth as his lips press into mine. His kiss is deep and needy and everything I want, and I’m rolling my hips up by the time he drops his pelvis and presses himself into the precum-soaked lace covering my cock.
Bracing himself up on one hand, he runs a finger from his other hand down my cheeks in uneven lines —tracing, I realize, the lines of my eyeliner that ran down my face when he fucked my mouth earlier.
Ran settles down between my legs, letting out a groan as he gropes my dick beneath the lace. “You dirty, dirty girl,” he says in a teasing tone as he feels me up. “You’ve soaked your panties. Tell me how much you like ruining the sexy lingerie I buy you because you’re so fucking horny you just can’t stop this big dick from dripping all over it,” he says, his tone commanding.
I let out a moan. “I like when you make me ruin my panties,” I whisper as I rock my hips up, chasing the friction of his hand.
Ran lets out a low laugh as he rises to his knees. “You would let me do anything I wanted to you, wouldn’t you?” When I nod, he palms my cheek in the shape of a slap. “I want to hear it.”
“I want you to use me — I want to be your toy. Play with my body however you want.”
A low growl vibrates in Ran’s throat. “You sure? Because sometimes I play rough with my toys. Sometimes I want to just break them.”
