I didn’t miss the way her ass came off the surface of the island, offering herself to me. Her body begging me to make her feel good.
My hands settled at her waist, pressing into her soft skin. I kissed her thigh, roaming toward her center and inhaling her scent through her shorts while my dick got even harder. I placed my mouth on her other thigh and nipped at it, quickly kissing it better before I hovered over her pussy again. My mouth rasped against the material of her shorts, offering her the tiniest bit of friction. Not enough to satisfy. Just enough to make her want more.
Her fingers moved hastily to the button on her shorts, unfastening it and pushing them down her thighs, along with her underwear.
I brushed my lips over her with a featherlight touch. “Someone is impatient.”
“Shut up and touch me, Ben.”
I tutted at her. “What is it you always tell me when you have me in agony, balls aching, cock dripping for you, pleas of mercy pouring from my lips?”
She groaned, and I smiled into her pussy, darting out my tongue for the tiniest of tastes. She gasped as it made brief contact with her clit.
I looked up at her, patiently waiting for an answer to my question.
“I.... I don’t remember.”
I grinned. “Lies.”
Her chest rose and fell in little pants as she squirmed, seeking out my touch.
She propped herself up with her elbows and let out a shaky sigh. “I tell you to behave and do as you’re told.”
“That’s right, princess.” I ran my hand up her stomach to her breast, letting the weight of it rest in my hand a moment before squeezing and massaging it. “You told me to show you what I would do. Now, be a good girl and let me show you, yeah?”
She grunted and sank onto the table. “Fine.”
“You’ve gotten so used to me giving you what you want. You don’t have a clue what to do when I don’t bend to your every whim.”
She smiled. “I like that you spoil me.”
“I’m sure you do.” I moved my mouth back and forth across her pussy, giving into her need for my touch. She moved her hips, trying to press herself harder against me. I lifted my head up from between her thighs. “Lie still.”
She sighed, but her hips stilled beneath me. I leaned back down, teasing her thighs with my mouth, hovering over her center but coasting over it at the last second.
Her fingers gripped the edge of the island, keeping her pinned in place, and I rewarded her good behavior with my tongue. I licked up her slit with light strokes, watching as her knuckles turned white in her effort to stay still.
She moaned beneath me, and I flicked my tongue over her clit once, making her shiver. My fingers dug into her soft thighs as I plunged into her, groaning at the heady taste she left on my tongue.
I’d been eager for a taste ever since Brian had texted me earlier. And now here she was, spread out, waiting for me to devour her.
“Please, Ben?”
My cock pressed against my slacks painfully, and it occurred to me that torturing her would mean more torture for me. And that was exactly why I would give into her pleas for mercy. Because my dick was an impatient twat, and when Eve was naked in front of me, he ruled the show.
I spread her lips apart, pressing my tongue against her, relishing her moans ofyesandmoreandright there.I gave her clit my full attention, flicking and sucking on it until her legs shook and the words pouring from her lips turned unintelligible.
I slid a finger inside her and she squeaked in surprise and then pressed down onto it, urging it deeper into her. I curled my finger towards myself, finding the soft, spongy spot and continuing the motion until she was cursing in a combination of Spanish and English.
I licked up to her clit again and sucked it into my mouth, and within seconds, she was bucking beneath me, pulsing around my fingers. I continued my work on her g-spot and with a scream she came, her release coating my tongue and puddling onto the table.
“That’s my girl,” I growled, laying claim to her in the only way I could right now. She might not want to be mine outside of our situationship, but right here and now, we belonged to each other.
I smiled in gratification at the amount of liquid pooled beneath her. “See how good I can make you feel when you listen like a good girl?” I asked.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she whispered, her legs shaking on either side of my head.
“Are you begging me to fuck you now, princess?” I smirked, expecting for her to tell me to wait, to give her a moment to come down off the high of her orgasm. Instead, she surprised me by giving me exactly what I wanted.
