There was desperation in Alisa’s eyes. A need that pierced at something deep inside of me, and made me want to quench all of her desires. I pressed her clit into my mouth, and the little sounds that escaped her left me feral.
I fucked her with my tongue, living for the way her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“Such a good girl,” I said in between tastes. “Lying so pretty for me while I devour you.”
She was too far gone for blushes, the only response was her hips thrusting into my face for more. I was more than happy to oblige. I’d give her exactly what she wanted… until she was on the brink.
When her legs were trembling against the restraints and her cries became nonsensical, I pulled away from her. Alisa thrashed against the cuffs, her eyes wide and angry.
“Oh, do you need something?” I asked, unable to help a smile.
I may want to quench all her desires, but where was the fun if I didn’t make her beg for it?
Her response was little more than a snarl.
“What was that?” I said, leaning back on my heels, enjoying the blatant need in her eyes.
“Please,” she said angrily. A tremor rolled across her body.
“I wasn’t aware you even knew that word.” I teased my hand closer to her center, but refused to touch the spot she needed. “But not good enough. Try again.”
Frustration rippled across her face, and her hips jerked upwards in a hopeless attempt to create friction.
“Be a good girl,” I reminded her, inching ever closer to that spot that’d make her scream. “And beg for what you want.”
Alisa’s teeth gnashed together. She attempted to move her legs closer, but the restraints held her firmly in place.
“Fine. Make me come.” She noted my raised eyebrow, then added in a slightly softer tone, “Please.”
“You call that begging?” I said with an unimpressed snort.
I raised my arm, and hope flooded her eyes. Then I slapped her clit with the palm of my hand. Alisa’s lower body jerked up at the impact. I smiled when I heard her high-pitched squeak.
I raised my hand again. “You can beg me to lick your pussy, or I’ll smack your clit until you come.”
Beyond the desire, defiance steeled her face. “Give me your worst.”
“Oh little kitten,” I said, raising my hand again. “You have no idea who you’re up against.”
I smacked her vulnerable clit even harder, enjoying the ripple that echoed across her entire body. The wanton sounds she made had my dick stiffening against my pants.
“You like that don’t you, my little slut?”
A devious smile spread across her lips, and my hand sang against her mound.
“Can’t just pick the easy way,” I tsked, before landing true again.
I groaned when drool started pooling out of her perfect lips.
Alisa was panting hard, and I knew I nearly had her. Good, because my pants were strangling my cock.
“Are you going to come for me, my little whore?” I barely recognized my own voice, it was almost inhuman.
Her mouth opened, but I slammed my hand down on her clit before she could form a sentence. A scream of ecstasy rushed from her lips as she soared into another dimension. I roughly thrust two fingers inside of her, hitting that secret spot that would make her fly even higher.
Eventually, she started to come down from her high, but I still pressed inside of her, milking every drop of desire from her orgasm.
“I think you’re ready,” I said, staring at her blissed out face.
