“You want me to come for you?” His gravelly voice was like fucking ecstasy.
Yes. Fuck yes.
I moaned around him in response.
A string of incoherent curses left his mouth before he slammed into me one last time as he found his release. Hot liquid exploded down my throat.
Finally.
He pulled out the second he was done. Fresh air filled my lungs as I wiped the mess of saliva and cum from my chin. Austin was watching me, the blue in his eyes just starting to come back, right up until I sucked my messy fingers into my mouth to clean them.
I hummed. “You taste so good, I didn’t want to waste a drop.”
He groaned, flexing his hands, clenching his jaw.
“Such filthy words from such a pretty little mouth.”
“What are you going to do about it?”
The muscle in his jaw ticked, cock twitching. He’d barely softened but he was getting hard again with every word. He ignored my question, instead, his attention fell to my wrists. His ice shackles were still in place, four chain-links dangling from when I’d broken them.
“You broke my chains.”
“Is that a complaint? You seemed to like my nails digging into you.”
“Not a complaint. I’ll just have to make them stronger next time. But you did touch me before you earned it, so I’ll have to do something about that.”
“What do you have in mind?”
The pressure around my ankles lifted.
“Stand up.”
I did.
“Come here.”
I did.
“Hike up your skirt.”
I wiggled it up and over my hips. His grin was back, just as wicked while he took me in. Bare and dripping down mylegs. Honestly, I might have been embarrassed if he hadn’t been looking at me like I was his next meal.
“So fucking beautiful. I’ve barely touched you and you’re already soaked for me.”
“You call fucking my mouth like a wild animal barely touching me?”
“Clearly, I didn’t do a good enough job at fucking the attitude out of that mouth. Are you trying to provoke me so I’ll put you back on your knees and go again?”
“No.”
Unless he was putting me back on my knees so he could kneel behind me and fuck a different hole. My pussy was literally weeping from neglect.
“Then watch your fucking attitude.”
I nibbled on my lip to keep myself from doing something embarrassing. Like whimpering or begging him to fuck me. I could tell he was a second away from doing the latter without me asking, but the look in his eyes told me I’d have to beg for release.
“Nothing smart to say now?”
