Page 139 of Redeeming the Villain
I sink my fingers into her wetness beneath her panties, and then I bring them to my lips and suck them clean. Standing up, I undo the belt of my pants and step back.
“You want to be my good little slut, huh? Want me to do every dirty thing to you?”
I slip my thumb into her mouth, and she nods.
“Get on your knees,” I demand. “And open your mouth.”
She slides off of the bed and kneels on the pink rug as her hands find the waistline of my pants, tugging them down as she parts her pretty lips. She frees my erection from my boxers, and it springs in the air between us, hard as a fucking rock as I think about sliding it down her throat.
When she wraps her soft hand around my shaft, I stop her, pushing her hand away.
I step toward her. “Uh-uh, baby. No hands. Now stick your tongue out for me.”
Her wet tongue protrudes from her lips, and I groan at the image of her on the ground in front of me. So fucking hot—that alone could do me in.
Fisting her hair in my hand, I tip her head back and grab my cock with my free hand, pumping it back and forth as I circle it around her open mouth. I slap it on her tongue, and the sensation pulses through me to the core.
“Put your hand on my thigh. Rest it right on my number, baby.” She drops her hand to my leg, palming the number fifty-five tattooed on my thigh. I slide my tip along her tongue and into her mouth. “If it’s too much, tap me once, and I’ll slow down. If you need me to stop, tap me twice. Got it?”
She nods with my dick in her mouth.
“Good fucking girl,” I growl before thrusting forward, slamming my dick down her throat. I moan loudly.
She gags immediately, and I ease out to the tip while she gathers herself. She doesn’t tap me once or twice, so I keep going, rolling my hips and filling her back up.
While I fuck her mouth, I feel my dick grow, cutting her airway off as it hardens more and more. Her eyes start watering, and the sight nearly makes me come as I watch her struggle to take it, but I push on anyway.
But if I keep going, I’m going to come long before I want to be done.
When I back up, my soaking wet dick throbs in the space between us as it falls from her lips. She breathes heavily, panting and looking up at me with parted lips, eagerly waiting for her next instruction.
“Get on your knees on your bed, ass in the air toward me.”
Offering her my hand, I help her slowly stand, and I claim her lips with mine, kissing her slowly and passionately as she takes a second to stabilize.
Turning around, she crawls onto the bed on all fours.
My eyes roll backward, and I whisper, “Fuck.”
Fisting my cock, I pump it as I step toward her.
With no warning, I smack my hand across her ass, watching it jiggle and redden almost instantly.
She gasps in shock, her back arching for more as she peeks over her shoulder.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Her ass turns bright red as I leave my marks all over her backside.
“You like it when I spank you, don’t you? You like how good it stings?”
She nods, looking at me with hooded eyes and swollen lips.
Palming both cheeks with my hands, I spread them and bounce them together, over and over. I’m hypnotized by how fucking delicious she looks.
Crouching down, I run my tongue from her clit and over both holes, desperate to taste every inch of her. “Mmm. So fucking good.”
She whimpers, her hips bucking for more.
