Page 89 of Bleed Me

She put her foot down and begged. “Pleeease don’t stop.”

I gazed off as if bored.

She rushed to her knees, trying to kiss me, but I kept moving my mouth, even though I was dying to kiss her. Dramatically, I exhaled. “You have to make it up to me now if you want me to try again.”

Without another word, Justice dropped her upper body down and sucked me into her mouth with such hunger my eyes rolled to the back of my head. She sucked so hard I was a little scared my eyes would never return to normal. “Uh, o-okay. I think you learned your lesson.” I may come down your throat before we get back to you.

Justice was back on her butt and ready to continue, like a puppy waiting for its next treat.

“Where were we?”

“You-were-half-in-me-and-your-thumb-headed-toward-my-clit.”

I couldn’t help it. I chuckled. “Oh, yes, let’s try this again.” I slid in my shaft halfway, so ready to burst inside my girl. “The way your pussy calls to me, it’s almost like a song only I get to listen to. I wanna sing back to her, make her scream my name.”

Her legs were trembling again, and she babbled, “S-ong… s-cream n-name.”

My thumb slowly crept forward. “But she can’t come, Justice.”

“Hmm?” she almost cried.

“No. Not until I say. Not until I give my permission.”

Justice bit down hard on her bottom lip.

“Oh yeah, for being such a good girl,” my thumb grazed that pert nub, dying to be touched, “we’ll get started.” Air was being sucked and pushed out of her adorable nose. My thumb spread some of her juices over her clit, causing a deliciously long moan to escape her. Then I circled, gently, demanding her concentration on only that one spot. The more focused she became, the more wetness she produced. When I felt a little spasm on my dick, I said, “Not ‘til I say.”

Frustrated, she growled, “For this torture, I will soon be tying you up and robbing you of a million orgasms before I finally let you come—”

Whack!I smacked her clit. Another spasm vibrated around my dick. “Don’t you come yet.” Her whole body trembled as sweat built on her face and chest. “Oh, Mama likes that.”

Smack!

It was taking every bit of focus she had to not come all over me.

Smack!

Her mouth flew open and she gasped for air. “Please. I can’t hold on—”

Smack!

Her head fell back.

“Justice.”

It rolled back toward me.

“Look.” Completely dazed from need, she stared at our physical connection. “Look at those swollen lips, begging to come.” Her whole body now dripped in sweat. It was time to let her explode. My thumb started rubbing again, this time more vigorously. “Soon, so very soon, I’m going to let you scream out your pleasure.”

“P-Please.”

I started to move my hips.

Her mouth fell open, her eyes barely able to focus any longer.

“Are you watching?”

Numbly, she nodded. I was surprised she could still hear; she looked so overcome and ready to pop.