“Such a good girl for me. Keep going.”
“I want you so much,” she pants, hands roaming over me. Her chest rises and falls as she continues to ride me.
I claim her mouth, kissing her like I’m trying to swallow her whole, sucking on her tongue while forcing myself to hold back. But she's too good—too tempting, too perfect—and the sound of her enjoying this, it's like setting fire to my control.
“Soon,” I rasp, grinding my hips into hers. “I’m gonna fill you up so good… you'll only ever taste me. Feel me. Remember me.”
Her body tenses violently, muscles trembling under my touch, before a loud, earth-shattering cry tears from her throat, and I groan, driving myself up harder and faster. Her wetness coats me, teasing me through my pants, and I can't stop myself from letting go.
Her scent, the feel of her, it drives me absolutely wild.
“Fucking hell, princess,” I growl, teeth grazing her neck, breath ragged.
“Did you just…” she starts, voice trembling between shock and amusement.
Damn.
“If you're asking whether I just came in my pants like some horny teenager… then yeah. Guilty as charged.”
Her laugh is breathless. “That’s really hot,” she admits, and I can practically hear her bratty little victory.
She should be proud because this has never happened to me before.
I laugh along, flipping her back against the bed, this time hovering over her. My hands rake down her body, lingering over every curve before sliding lower, down her stomach, down her thighs, until I reach that glistening, needy heat between her legs. Her pussy is red, dripping, perfectly impatient, and that pierced clit?Oh, I intend to punish it.
“Wonder how many times I can make you come before you completely soak my face?” I dip my tongue into her wet hole and trail along until I reach the tiny, perfect jewel, tugging it gently. Her legs squeeze my sides, arms falling behind her to grip the headboard.
Her whimpers are music to my ears as I suck, lick, bite and tease, until finally, I’m satisfied—coated in her sweetness. She pushes at me weakly, panting and giggling, eyes half lidded, and I can't stop grinning.
Breakfast has never tasted so damn good.
Licking my lips, I rise onto my knees, and I don't miss the way her head tilts down to where I came, a wet patch evident.
“Can I clean you up?”
“I can do it in the shower.”
Not happy with that answer, she manoeuvres up and onto her knees, tugging my pants and boxers down, releasing my cock that surprisingly starts to harden again.
“Oh, so by clean you meant… mmm fuck, baby.” I groan as she licks from base to tip agonisingly slow, looking up from under her thick, long lashes and sucks softly before her eyelids close and she takes me in her mouth.
Damn, there's no way I can come again.
She's such a beautiful sight.
“Look at you with your tits out, ass on display, sucking my cock like the beautiful brat you are.” I smooth my hand down her shoulder to her nipple and tweak it.
They would look so good pierced.
“Keep sucking, show me how hungry you are.”
This is far more than her just cleaning me off.
The moans that are tumbling out of her are because she's pleasing me, and there's no way I'm stopping her.
I close my eyes, tip my head back as I can feel everything inside me lock up. The need for release is building up again, and as I feel the end of my cock slip inside her throat, swallowing me, I growl out her name, the cum shooting out once again, my legs shake from the intensity of two orgasms, and she doesn't stop till I'm pulling her hair to release me.
“Do you still want that shower?” She asks, wiping a bit of my cum off her lip and sucking it off.
