Lowering my head, I grabbed her tit between my front teeth and tugged. She screamed out, back arching to follow my mouth. My teeth slid off her, and I followed the bite of pain with a lap of my tongue. I sucked her skin, reveling in the taste of her.
Unable to help myself any longer, I released her neck and tugged down the zipper of my jeans. I pulled my underwear down enough for my cock to spring out. Her eyes moved to it greedily.
She licked her lips, a starved expression overcoming her.
My head cocked to the side as I fisted my length. “You want my cock down your throat, don’t you, little slut?”
Her gaze turned ravenous. “Please.”
I slid my fingers out of her, running her wetness along my shaft. Moving my legs so they were on the outside of hers, I climbed up her body until I was hovering over her chest.
“Remember what I told you, Grace?”
She nodded, eager to please. “I won’t move my toy. I want to be good for you.”
I held back a groan. She shouldn’t be talking to me like this. We shouldn’t even be in her bed together like this. Yet, like the most deadly drug, I needed hit after hit after hit.
“Open your mouth,” I instructed.
She did, and even laid her tongue out flat. The woman had a fucking tongue piercing. How had I not seen that before? Had I been too distracted by the blood last night that I hadn’t felt it when she’d licked my thumb clean?
Fuck me.
“If you need me to stop, tap my leg.” Her one arm was pinned beneath me, but her other was free.
She nodded.
Without hesitation, I slid the head of my cock along the pad of her tongue. It pulsed with each pass over the piece of jewelry.
I wasn’t going to last.
I moved farther, sliding down her throat. Her eyes started to fill with tears as I began to thrust in and out of her pretty little mouth at a rough pace.
Her throat worked my length, tightening and loosening each time she nearly gagged.
“My little slut is so fucking starved for me.”
A broken moan hummed in her throat, vibrating through my cock.
“Turn your toy up,” I commanded, hating that I loved every fucking second of this, but still wanting to see her lose control.
The faint click of the button mixed with our breaths, and I picked up my pace. Saliva dribbled down the side of her mouth, a tear falling from her lashes.
My hand fisted in her hair, keeping her head at the perfect angle for me to fuck her mouth relentlessly.
Her moans were swallowed by the sound of my cock in her throat. Her little sounds became more frequent, more high pitched.
Without warning, her back bowed beneath me. Her eyes squeezed shut in response to her orgasm.
I tugged her hair hard. “Look at me while you come.”
Her eyelids popped open, tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes faster now. The sight had me unable to continue, my cock stilling as deep as it could go in her tight mouth. I spilled down her throat, my groans mixing with her whimpers and filling the room as she swallowed every fucking drop.
Slowly, I slid out. She closed her swollen lips, staring up at me with heady eyes as she swallowed.
I feared what that look might do to me. Saw it in my goddamn nightmares. As swiftly as I could, I moved off of her, taking the vibrator from her and turning it off. I popped it on the back of the Kindle and set it back in her drawer, then closed it.
I remained seated on the edge of the bed and hung my head, fingers digging into my scalp as I got my breathing under control.
