Page 10 of High Roller
She squirms as my knee grazes the sensitive spot between her legs.
She scoots closer trying to hump my knee with her wet cunt. When I back away, she pouts.
“No pouting, just answer truthfully. You liked it better when I was being rough with you?”
“I did,” she admits softly. “It’s different from when Finn is rough with me.”
I stroke her cheek with the back of my hand reassuringly. “I imagine that’s because he’s not thinking about your pleasure when he hurts you. Your pleasure is the only thing I care about.”
“And I care about yours,” she confesses. She leans forward, finally lowering one hand and reaching out as if to cup my cock through my slacks.
I stop her by gripping her wrist and bringing it back to join her other hand on top of her head.
“I didn’t tell you to move your hands.”
She grins but settles her hands back into place.
“Something tells me I’m not going to be giving any orders tonight, am I, Victor?”
I laugh as I reach down and grip a nipple gently between my thumb and forefinger. “If you’re a really good girl, I’ll let you have one turn.” I pinch until she squeals. And then I push her back on the bed and spread her legs.
I am confronted by the bruises, and once again my blood is boiling. I’m tempted to demand her husband’s name so I can track him down and give him a taste of his own medicine. Some of these marks are fresh, which means he hurt his wife mere hours before fucking her best friend.
The man is scum, and I irrationally want him dead.
But I can’t focus on that right now. Lili deserves an enjoyable experience since I’m the one who suggested this. Not knowing her triggers means I’m hesitant to inflict the pain she says she prefers, but I’ll check in often and not take things too far. I press a kiss to the angriest of the marks before I tear my gaze away and focus on the delicacy before me.
I drag a nail gently across her clit and she shudders. “A man with long nails. That’s uncommon.”
“They have their uses,” I say as I pull her labia apart and bury my nose in her cunt.
“Victor,” she gasps when I inhale deeply. “That’s embarrassing.”
I dig my nails into her outer thighs, wanting to avoid the marks left by her monster of a husband.
“Don’t be embarrassed by your scent. It’s arousing as fuck.”
She hisses as I dig my nails deeper, and I resist the urge to drag them across her skin, leaving marks of my own.
Before she can say anything else, I bury my face between her legs again and drag my tongue across her clit. She bucks her hips, pressing herself harder against my face. “Victor,” she cries.
“What is it, sweetheart?” I croon as I slide one finger inside her wetness.
“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted it this bad,” she admits.
With a chuckle, I bend to suck her clit into my mouth. I suck hard and graze my teeth across the little bundle of nerves as I slide a second finger inside. My nails are long, so I have to be careful not to scratch the sensitive flesh wrapped around my fingers. Her pussy twitches, and she squeezes my digits.
I suck harder. I want her to come undone against my tongue. She tries to sit up and slide a hand into my hair, but I reach up and stop her by digging my nails into one tit. I let go of her clit and raise my head.
“Lie back, put your hands over your head, grip the sheets if you have to. I don’t want your hands moving.”
“Yes, Victor,” she whimpers.
I want to hear her call me Sir or Master Victor, but I won’t push that on her tonight. Power exchange is a delicate balance, and this is just a one-night stand—we don’t know each other like that, and just the sound of my name on her lips is enough.
I continue my assault on her dripping wet cunt until I can tell she’s nearing the edge of orgasm. You shouldn’t have to ask a woman if she’s close—if you can’t tell, you’re doing something wrong. Just as she’s about to fall over, I pull away and bring my hand down hard on her cunt with a loud smack.
She cries out in shock, and her eyes fly open wide. Then I slide up her body and capture a nipple in my mouth again. I make no pretenses about being gentle. I bite down while grasping the other nipple between my nails.
