Page 26 of Emily: Hello Kitten
“My pants too. Get on your knees.”
Sliding to my knees, I keep my eyes on him as I undo his belt and jerk it through the belt loops in one go. His fingers graze over my cheek before they intertwine in my hair. “Such an eager Kitten.”
I pop his button, drag the zipper down, but don’t strip him right away. I run my fingers over his hard cock again and again until he tightens his hand in my hair and pulls me against his hip. “Strip. Me. Kitten.”
A smile tugs on my lips as I drag down his pants and boxers until they pool around his feet. His cock is right there, hard and ready. Bigger than I remember. I make an unsteady exhale and look up at Adrian hopefully.
“Yes?” he asks. “Use your words.”
“I want to taste you, Sir.”
He tilts his head to the side. “What’s stopping you?” he asks in a low, husky voice.
I gulp as I take his cock in my hand and drag my grip slowly down as I inch closer. I flick my tongue over the head as Adrian hisses. I peek up, teasing him with my tongue as I drag it over the length. The grip in my hair tenses, and as my lips part for another stroke, he thrusts inside me until I feel him at the back of my throat. My eyes widen, and my jaw hurts as I stare up at him.
“I’m in charge, Kitten. Remember that.”
He grunts and draws back and thrusts into my mouth again. I lift my tongue against his cock as I suck, my moans vibrating around his shaft.
His pace picks up and my throat tightens until my eyes water, but Adrian doesn’t let up.
“This is so much better than your bratty, demanding, naughty side, Kitten,” he moans. “But I’m not coming in your throat. Not yet.”
My gaze narrows, and I suck him harder, pushing him a little further. But as my hold on his cock increases, he jerks on my hair, pulling me away until I’m bending backward as I gape at him.
“Get on the bed before I turn your ass purple,” he grits, and I can’t control the smile on my lips as I wipe the corners of my mouth and suck my fingers. I head back to the bed and lie down, spreading my legs.
Adrian kicks off his shoes and socks, walks out of his pants, and grabs my ankle, dragging me against him.
“There are so many ways to fuck you, Kitten, and only one way I’m going to repeat,” he says before grabbing the undersides of my knees, pushing my legs to my chest and getting on his knees.
“Ad—”
He bites the inside of my thigh hard, stopping his name from escaping my lips. I cry and try to pull away, but he bites again.
“Please, Sir!” I beg as I squirm in his hold.
He kisses the same mark, then sighs. “If you get loud, I stop. Every. Single. Time.”
Before I can argue, plead my case, anything, his mouth is on my pussy. His tongue flicks over my clit, he sucks, and he proves exactly how good he is with his mouth until I cover mine, trying to stay quiet. This is going to be a new kind of torture.
When we were drunk, I’m sure I was loud.Very loud.
The second my moan escapes through my fingers, he flips me over, putting me on my knees, and spanks me. “You must really like edging because that’s what you’re fishing for tonight if you keep that up.”
“But—”
He spreads my ass, then rubs his cock over my clit and pussy. In one sharp move, he fills me, snapping his hips as he thrusts deep inside me. I press my face to the bed, trying to be quiet as he takes as he pleases, burying his thick cock in me again and again as I bounce on the bed, rolling my hips against him.
“Fuck!” I yell.
He chuckles, his pace slowing. “At this rate, you’re never going to come.”
thirteen
Adrian
My fingers wind in Emily’s hair, tugging her back slightly. She can’t resist being loud, but I love it, love getting to punish her, love getting to make her mine again and again, whether it’s by punishing her or fucking her.
