I whimpered but obeyed. One of his hands left my breast to cup my face. “Don’t you remember that no one gives you pleasure but me, Sarah?”
“Yes, sir.”
With a grunt, he released my face before turning away from me. Instantly, I missed the heat of his body. My hungry gaze tracked him as he went over to the bar. He walked behind the back of it as if he knew what he was searching for. After he bent over, I heard the unmistakable opening of a fridge.
When he stood back up, he waved the bottle of vodka at me. “I think you need a little cooling off.”
“Yes, sir.”
As he walked back over to me, he uncapped the bottle. After returning to my side, he sat the bottle down on the side of the table rather than giving it to me. I tried to keep the questioning look from my face since I was supposed to always trust his judgement.
The Beast grabbed the sash of my robe. He then brought it to cover my eyes. After tying it tightly in the back of my head, he asked, “Can you see?”
“No, sir.”
The thick material was even heavier than an eye mask. I heard the shifting of his mask before one of his hands twisted through my hair. “Open your mouth,” came the accented words.
After doing as I was told, he jerked the strands of my hair, tipping my head back. I moaned with pleasure. With my mouth still open, I heard him take the bottle of vodka in his free hand. There came the swishing of liquid before I felt his face hovering close to mine.
And then the vodka splashed into my mouth in a stream from his lips. Considering there would be no kissing between us, this was the closest I would have to his mouth being on mine.
“Swallow.”
As I took down the cold liquid, it burned a trail down my throat into my stomach. “Good girl.”
Then I felt the mouth of the bottle pressing against my lips. At the automated voice, I knew he’d put his mask back down. “Show me what you want to do to my cock.”
I flicked my tongue around the lip of the bottle teasingly. Tilting my head forward, I flattened my tongue against the glass and licked up to the mouth. “You’re a cock tease,” the Beast remarked.
I brought my lips to the bottle’s top and eased it into my mouth. I bobbed up and down, letting the glass slide along my tongue. “That’s it. Take it deep,” he instructed. When the mouth bumped against the back of my throat, I gagged slightly.
Arousal pooled between my legs at the filthy thing I was doing. The Beast eased away the bottle to where only my lips were around the top. “Drink.”
I took two more long gulps, which sent a shudder through me. The bottle was then removed. After grabbing me by my throat, he pushed me to lay flat on the pool table. He bent my knees to where my feet rested on the edge of the table. Then he pushed them apart, leaving me feeling exposed.
I heard the Beast drinking before there came a splash of the cold liquid at my throat.
It ran in stinging cold rivulets down my breasts and stomach. But then the Beast’s warm mouth came over my skin to heat me up. He licked and sucked the trails of vodka off of me as I writhed under his mouth.
When he poured the liquid over my pussy, I shrieked at the feel of the cold and how it turned me on. His mouth once againquickly warmed me up as he licked and slurped the vodka from my pussy. He sucked it out of the creases of my thighs as well as the crack of my ass.
I was so worked up that he only had to graze my clit with his teeth to set off my orgasm. Thrashing on the pool table, I moaned and panted with intense pleasure.
“How do you want me to fuck you?”
“Hard, sir.”
“And deep?”
“Yes, sir.”
Lying there wide open and exposed, I waited for his next move. I heard the distinctive sound of a zipper and the rustling of clothes. Then I felt the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. I sucked in a breath as I awaited the punishing thrust of his hips.
Just as I’d asked to give it to me hard, he plunged inside me in one harsh thrust. While he grunted, I moaned at the feeling of being stretched by his cock. He didn’t give me a moment to adjust before he was slamming into me again, causing my body to shift on the pool table from the force.
The Beast then hooked his forearms under my knees and started dragging me back against his cock. Over and over he pounded in and out of me, going deeper than anyone had ever been. I bit down on my lip to keep from screaming.
He must’ve noticed because he jerked my hand away. “You better let me hear each and every moan and pant of pleasure I’m giving you.”
