He parts my cheeks and before I can even speak, he’s devouring me. He leaves no inch of me untouched by his devious tongue—and I mean every inch.
“Please, I need you inside of me,” I beg.
He laughs, his tongue rimming my tight hole, and his palm strikes my already tender ass. I moan, the mix of slight pain alongside the sensation of him bringing me pleasure. It’s the perfect combination of soft and hard… just like us.
“Be a good little cupid and do as you’re told, and then I’ll give you my cock. Fuck, look at you, dripping all over the mattress. Such a needy girl.” He ends his sentence with a harsh slap and I suck my lips in my teeth and attempt to shift my body and find some friction.
“Make yourself come and I’ll give you my cock,” he suggests.
I go to turn around, but he stops me.
“Oh no, I want to watch with this view. Your pussy dripping, your tits swaying each time you fuck yourself. Let me see it, Love.”
I don’t need further instruction. My goal is clear, come as fast and hard as I can and then this infuriating man will give me whatI want. Gods, do I need him inside of me, I need everything he’s willing to give.
I can feel his gaze on me, and I swear I can hear him stroking himself. The idea of him touching himself while watching me spurs me on even more as I slide my hand between my legs and touch myself the way I like. With three fingers, I circle my clit quickly, wanting so badly for him to touch me again. There’s so much pressure and I usually use my toys to get myself off, but I’m absolutely determined.
“Do you ever fuck yourself with your fingers?” he asks, his deep voice nearly startling.
“I have toys for that,” I pant.
“Where?”
“Nightstand.”
My face is pressed against the direction of the nightstand, which is great because I get a gratuitous view of Death’s hard cock as he walks by. He’s confident as he opens the drawer and clicks his tongue.
“Naughty little cupid.”
I shrug and continue fingering myself as he shuffles through my hoard of toys, taking each of them out one by one with fascination.
“Saving these for later,” he says, pulling out the cherry red heart-shaped nipple clamps and placing them on the tabletop. “This too.” The loud metal clank of the butt plug with a heart-shaped base follows. “Cute,” he says with a laugh, pulling out the white silicone toy that’s covered in hearts.
He shuts the drawer, leaving the clamps and plug on the nightstand, a reminder of what I’m in for tonight.I can’t fucking wait.
My hands continue circling my clit as he places the toy in front of my face.
“Get it wet, Love.”
My pussy clenches and I open my mouth, taking the toy between my lips as Death watches me with rapt focus. His fingers push my hair off my neck and caress my jaw before he removes the toy and walks behind me.
The toy presses against my entrance slowly, too slowly.
I make a petulant noise and he laughs.
Maybe the reaper isn’t as nice as I thought after all. But then again, maybe I truly never wanted nice.
He pushes it deeper inside of me and I can feel his breath against my backside. He’s watching me take every single inch as I touch myself. Something about him being so turned on by just watching does something to me. The added stretch of the dildo is exactly what I need, and I pick up the speed against my clit.
“Good girl,” Death murmurs with a light smack to my ass, and I fall apart.
I clench against the toy and pant against the sheets as I find my release. He’s relentless with the toy even as I ride out my high and I’m shivering.
He doesn’t even give me a moment, before I’m flipped around on my back and he’s sliding into me with a rough thrust.
Ilose control watching her pussy milk the ridiculous toy with hearts all over it. I remove the dildo from her sweet cunt; it glistens with her release as I toss it on the floor and flip the little cupid on her back.
As much as I want to fuck her so hard from behind and watch her ass bounce around my dick, I equally want to look into her pretty pink eyes while I make her shatter beneath me.
