Page 11 of High Roller
When she’s wailing my name, I let go of the nipple in my mouth and put my lips next to her ear, keeping my grip on the other nipple with my nails.
“Is this okay? Do you need to say red?”
“Green,” she shouts—and I’m impressed. She has at least some knowledge of the safeword system.
“You’re not lying to me?” I growl pinching her nipple harder.
“No,” she cries. “Please keep going. But let me come, please.”
I let go of the tender nipple and stare at the angry red marks around it. Then I bend to gently lick and suck the pain away before returning to her pussy. The single smack I gave her there was barely enough to make it red, but it has a slight pink hue. My cock hardens at the thought of adding more.
I pinch a nipple hard, and Lili squeezes her eyes shut, gripping the bedspread.
God, she takes pain so well. But there’s a part of me that misses sass. I want her to challenge me, to let me see that defiance in her eyes.
“What if I don’t make you come?”
Her eyes flash, and she starts to sit up, but I immediately return to squeezing a nipple until she squeals.
“Answer the question, Lili.”
“If you don’t let me come, we’re going to find out how much you like my teeth digging into your dick,” she bites out.
I laugh and let go of her nipple. “There’s my little Spitfire.”
“If you want to come, you’ll make sure you’re honest with me. I don’t want to find out when I’m done that I went too far, and you were just too scared to say something.”
She laughs. “I’m not scared of you, Victor. And I’m not scared of Finn. I put up with it for as long as I did because it’s what’s expected of me. But I’m done with that now. I’ve built enough of a name for myself that I can buck expectations.
I stand and shed my slacks and boxers and motion for her to sit up.
“You’re going to ride my face and come on my tongue. Then you’re going to suck my cock while you sit on my face and come again. After that, if your brain still functions, you can be in charge.”
Her eyes narrow, as if she’s contemplating my challenge.
“Only two orgasms? I’m disappointed in how little you think I’m capable of.”
I grab a nipple and pull her closer to me. “We can make it ten.”
Her breath catches, and I know I’ve got her in my grasp.
“Two will be just fine.”
I chuckle. “We’ll see, Spitfire. We’ll see.”
I lay on the bed and stroke my cock as I wait for her to crawl on top of me.
“Sit,” I command when she straddles my face but holds herself up.
At first, she barely touches my face with her delicious pussy, but I grip her hips and settle her firmly over my mouth so I can devour her.
“Ride me, little whore,” I say when she tries to pull up again. “This cunt shouldn’t break contact with my mouth again until you explode.”
I dig my nails into her hips again for emphasis, and she quickly plants herself on me again. I stroke my cock with one hand and keep her balanced with the other as she grinds against my tongue.
Soon she’s whimpering and her body goes tense, a sign she’s close to coming for me.
When she explodes, I almost shoot my load right then, but I want more from her before this night is done, so I let go of my cock and hold on to her with both hands as I milk every tremor from her body that I can before I put my hand on her back and gently nudge her to bend and take me into her mouth.
