I scrape my teeth threateningly against that sensitive bud, waiting for her answer. I know she knows it and I want the words to spill from her lips.
“I–” She cries out when I bite.
“You?” I prompt.
“Good girl.” She chokes. “I’m a good girl.”
“That’s fucking right, Red.” I praise, “You’re my good girl.”
Her fingers thread into my hair, gripping the strands, “That feels so good,” She moans, my tongue flicking against her nipple.
I smile against her skin, “You think I could make you come like this, Red?” I ask, “Is my tongue on these fine as fuck tits enough to make your pussy weep?”
“Bast,” She cries.
My hand slips between her thighs, a finger moving through her cunt, parting her lips as I let her wetness drench my fingertips.
“So fucking wet for me, Red,” I praise, “So responsive. So needy.”
“Please,” She begs.
I don’t make her wait, I slip a finger toward her entrance, letting it penetrate slowly. She bucks and I latch back onto her nipple, flicking my tongue as I thrust into her with my hand.
“Fuck!” She cries.
I can feel myself leaking, precum seeping out of me, my cock aching with the need to fill her up.
Keeping the pace, I pump into her, pressing my thumb to her clit and she moans loudly, head falling back. Her pussy flutters around my fingers, her breathing coming out in rough, heavy pants until she clenches, her orgasm making her whole body tremble. I work her through it until she goes a little limp in my arms before I pull out and then grasp her, hauling her to me. I pick her up, forcing her legs to go around my waist and then carry her to the bed, laying her down gently and lining my body on top of hers.
I capture her mouth in a kiss, letting my tongue explore and own, teeth nipping at her bottom lip. Her warmth seeps through my pants, right to my cock and I almost snap.
“I want to take my time,” I rasp against her kiss swollen lips, “But fuck, Red, I’m so desperate to get inside you.”
“Fuck me,” She begs, “Now, Bast.”
A noise rumbles out of me as I rip myself off her and strip out of my clothes as quickly as I can, and then Iclimb back between her thighs, my cock hard in my hand.
I kneel there, looking down at her, her blue eyes hooded, her cheeks pinkened while her red hair fans around her like a fiery halo. She’s so damn pretty it physically hurts to look at her.
“Open your legs wider for me baby,” I rasp, jerking my hand on my cock, “Show me what’s mine.”
Chapter Thirty
He lines his cock up, running the tip of him through me until I can feel him start to press himself inside. My teeth sink into my bottom lip, the pleasure almost too much to bear but then he thrusts forward, slamming himself into me completely. My back bows off the mattress, pleasure coursing through my veins like liquid fire. My scream is loud, my pussy convulsing around the thick length of him.
“Fuck, Red,” He groans, voice deepened by pleasure, the rough edges of the tone raising goose bumps on my skin, “You feel like damn heaven.”
“Don’t stop,” My voice shakes, “More, Bast, please.”
“Such a good fucking girl,” He pulls almost all theway out, leaving only the head of him in me before he thrusts his hips forward to fill me up once more. My body trembles, heart thumping something fierce behind my ribcage. His chin hits his chest, and he watches as he buries himself inside of me, his thrusts slow but with each deliberate grind of his hips, pleasure takes off inside of me. Every piece of me feels him and I’m finding it hard to figure out where he ends, and I begin.
“Like that,” I moan.
“You take me so well,” He praises, “Look at you, look how good your pussy takes my cock, Red.”
His praise sends a new wave of pleasure through me and I’m so fucking close to detonating.
“I feel you squeezing my cock,” He growls, suddenly pulling out of me. I open my mouth to complain but then he’s rolling onto his back and pulling me with him, my legs widening over his hips as I straddle him, the head of his cock bumping against the center of me. “Sit on it, Red. Show me how you need it.”
