Flattening my tongue, I lick her from her puckered hole to her little nub. Circling and sucking it between my teeth, I flick it repeatedly until Arya bucks wildly. My fingers digging harshly into her ass cheeks, she can’t go anywhere or slow me down.
What did she think would happen after taunting me? After taking her punishment so well? Succumbing to my depraved desires?
Increasing the speed of my strokes, I pull her slit into my mouth and suck. Using my grip on her, I make her grind and ride my face. Spitting on her folds, I let it drip to her asshole and spread it around with my tongue. Her entire body jolts, her thighs trap my face as I rim her teasingly.
I’m claiming her virgin ass tonight.
Rubbing my thumb around the back entrance, I slowly and carefully thrust it in while sucking on her clit to distract her from the discomfort.
She’s dripping so much from her arousal and my saliva that I easily glide in. Burying to the knuckle, I tongue-fuck her other hole.
Two thrusts and she comes with a scream.
I hold her down as she jerks and writhes, crying my name over and over. The taste of her cum doesn’t lessen my jealousy, instead it heightens it to scary degrees.
Lowering her legs, I stand and lean over quivering body. Gripping her chin, I tilt her head back. Her eyelids flutter open, locking on mine. “N-Nathan.”
“How dare you offer this to another man, Ari? You’re mine. Fucking mine. Every inch of you.”
“Yeah?” Her pitch matching mine, she boldly says, “You’ve done a shitty job of it, Nathan. You may have owned my orgasms. But you’ve never owned me.”
I slam my lips on hers, swallowing her stunned gasp. I force my tongue in and kiss her savagely, leaving no corner untouched. Making her taste her cum, I nip her bottom lip and growl, “Taste that? It means you belong to me.”
Running a hand up my chest, she fists my tie and pulls. Arching an eyebrow, she dares, “Want me to say yes? Make me.”
“I’m going to make you scream it, little minx.”
Chapter Forty-Four
Nathan
The ride to my apartment is a blur. One second, we’re in my car. In the next second, we’re riding the elevator and stumbling into the foyer of my penthouse.
My hands are on her before the front door even shuts.
The entire night a long and tortuous foreplay, I shove her against the wall and tug her dress over her hips.
Equally impatient and turned on, she pushes my suit jacket over my shoulders. She wraps her legs around my hips when I lift her by the waist. Her nimble fingers undo my button while licking her lips. The lust and the glow on her stunning face from the orgasm hardens my dick, while my chest puffs with pride.
The second she frees my cock and notches it at her cunt, I thrust and fill her to the hilt. A scream tears out of her throat and pleasure swarms her face at the stretch from my thick girth.
My mind blanks at the extremely wet and hot clench of her pussy.
It hits me why.
I forgot to wear a condom in my haste to get inside her. Rather than panic, a sense of belonging takes root inside my chest.
This girl is mine.
And I want nothing between us.
“Nathan,” she pants, oblivious and trying to roll her hips. “Please move.”
Cupping her face, I tilt it up and press my forehead to hers. “Ari.”
Our breaths mingle as she stares at me. “Yeah?”
“I’m inside you bareback.” Her body goes rigid and eyes round in astonishment, like she can’t believe she didn’t notice it herself. “And I need to know if you’re on the pill.”
