“Green,” Ollie says in a breathy voice, slight desperation in her tone.
A smirk spreads across my lips. Poor thing is probably dying to come. Too bad. She should have thought about that before she started acting like a brat. I’m a twisted bastard, so all this does is turn me on more. Never thought I’d be a brat tamer, but here we are.
My hard, throbbing cock springs free as I shove my trousers and boxers down my legs and kick them away from me until I stand in front of the bed, naked. My hand drops to wrap around my length, and I bite back a groan at how sensitive the flesh is as I stroke myself a few times. All the while my stare is locked on Ollie’s weeping cunt.
“Good. I’m going to fuck this tight pussy and edge you once more. If you beg well enough, I might let you come after that. Understand, princess?” I drag my eyes up to meet hers, barely swallowing a chuckle at the pout pursing her lips.
“I still have to beg?” she complains, trying and failing to hide how much that turns her on as more wetness seeps from her core and her voice grows huskier.
“You do, and if you don’t do a good enough job, then you might not come at all.” The threat is empty, but she doesn’t need to know that. I may be a bastard, but I’m notthatbig a one that I’ll leave her wet andwanting. She’ll get her orgasm before the end of the session. It just might take a while.
“You’re mean,” she huffs.
I climb onto the bed, grab her legs and shove them up until her knees touch her tits. “You like me mean.”
Her eyes narrowed, but she’s smart enough not to argue back or lie to me. Apparently, the edging session at the outdoor shop was enough to show her I won’t tolerate lying.
At least the brat can learn.
I slide forward until my thighs press against her ass, my cock lying across her hot, wet centre. All resistance melts from Ollie’s expression, replaced with a smouldering heat that has emerald flames blazing in her eyes. Her lips part, her breaths grow laboured as she stares down at my dick.
“Please, sir,” she says.
My smirk widens. “Please, what?” I push forward, sliding my hardness between her pussy lips and against her clit.
Her eyes roll and she moans as her hips and legs jerk against my hold. “Please fuck me, sir.”
I bite back a groan, her words sending tingles of pleasure down my spine and to my balls.Fuck.She sounds so pretty when she’s being a good girl for me. Just as good as when she’s sassing me back.
“Since you asked so nicely…” I release her legs, grab her hands and place them behind her knees where I was holding her before. “Hold your legs and keep them there until I say so. You let go and that’s another edged orgasm.”
At my threat, she snaps her knees against her and tightens her hands, fingers dimpling into her flesh. Her eyes are wide as she watches me lean back, grab my throbbing cock and press the head against her entrance. A roll of my hips has me slipping inside.
Fuuuck.
She feels like heaven. Hot, wet and so soft. I slide in easily, her pussy walls welcoming my hard length since I’m not as big as Alex’s monster cock.
“Look how well this cunt takes me,” I growl as I watch myself disappear to the hilt inside her. “Such a good fucking girl for me.”
She moans softly and her pussy clenches around me at the praise.
Yeah, it won’t take much to get her right to the edge.Thank fuckbecause I’m not sure how long I’ll last. She feels too good, even more when I slide out only to thrust back in, relishing in the sensation of her wet heat enveloping my cock. Her moans and whimpers only add to my arousal, playing havoc with my control.
Reaching down, I press two fingers against her swollen clit and circle it. The effect is immediate.
She cries out, her hips stuttering against me as her back arches. Her fingers dig into the back of her knees, fingernails dangerously close to cutting into her skin. Her pussy clencheshardaround me, like it’s trying to suck the length of my cock inside her as she barrels closer to her release.
“Rhys,please,” she gasps with pleading eyes. I can practicallytasteher desperation as she whimpers and begs.
It’s so perfect that I’m almost tempted to let her come.Almost.
I wait until I hear her breath catch and feel her body tense beneath me—an indicator that she's right on the cusp—before ripping my hand away from her clit and shoving myself backwards. My cock slips from her pussy and she whines at the loss of the sensation, her empty cunt desperately clenching on nothing as she writhes on the bed. I half-expect her to let go of her legs, but like the good girl she is, she keeps them pressed against her chest even as she whimpers.
It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.
And then the begging starts.
“P-please, sir, please! I need to come. Please let me come. Ineedit.Please.” Her emerald eyes are wide and desperate, tears shimmering in her lashes.
