“Please, finish… finish what you started.” I chew on my bottom lip.
He laughs almost cruelly, “Oh, little dove, this is just to help you get warmed up. You’re going to take all of us. And sweetheart, we are much, much larger than this silly little wine bottle.”
My breath catches in my throat as he inserts the wine bottle again moving it in and out of my tight, aching pussy.
I want more.
Need more.
“Please, fuck me, Dax. I need you.”
“Oh, I will. Just not yet.”
Disappointment and embarrassment wash over me as my cheeks turn slightly pink. I’m usually much more confident than I feel right now.
Dax pulls the bottle out of me and takes a swig from it. “Mmm. Tastes even better than before.”He puts the bottle to my lips for a taste. As I take a sip, his tongue licks his lower lip, and I so badly want to kiss him.
“Suck it clean,” he intones as his body shifts, and his hand drops to my inner thigh, gripping it hard. I stifle a soft whimper as his fingers dig into my skin.
I dart my tongue out, licking the saltiness from the bottle. “Such a good fucking girl, Dani.” Dax rewards me by rubbing my clit with his fingers in a small, circular motion.
This feels so good. So right.
“You know what good girls get, little dove?”
He pulls the wine bottle away from my mouth and sets it on the nightstand next to me once more. “They get to come.”
Before I can even register his words, he inserts his fingers and begins fucking me with intense speed, driving me wild. I can feel my body start to shake, getting close to exploding.
He kisses my lips quickly and then goes down between my legs. His hot mouth replaces his fingers, and his tongue circles my clit. He looks up at me with those sinful, amber eyes, and flattens his tongue, making sure he moves in all the proper directions.
Never taking his tongue off of me, he takes his fingers and rubs my wetness down to my small, puckered hole and then back up to my pussy.
His mouth devours me, punishing me with pleasure. He slips two of his large fingers back inside of me and then one finger in the back, filling me.
“Yes! Oohh, Dax!” I scream in ecstasy. “You’re going to make me come.”
He doesn’t stop; he just keeps working me. His fingers going in and out of both holes and his mouth slurping up my pussy juices.
My eyes roll, and I scream his name loudly again, rocking my hips against his mouth and fingers as I come—my back arches as the coiling sensation takes over my body.
I don’t know when it happened, but I realize my hands are free and no longer cuffed, so I grab Dax’s thick, wavy hair and pull while I grind my pussy on his pretty face.His strong hands hold my hips down as waves of pleasure course through my body.
Coming down from ecstasy, Dax removes his fingers and licks his lips, “I knew you would taste fucking amazing.” His cocky smirk has me wanting round two, but this time with him deep inside of me.
“I want to taste me on you,” I blurt out unexpectedly.
His chuckle makes my body vibrate, “You wicked woman.” He crawls up my body and pushes his hard cock against my swollen clit.
“Ahhh,” I whine.
His warm breath in my face now, I reach up and trace my hand along his jaw and run my fingers across his bottom lip.
“I want you to fuck me now, Dax.”
With urgency, his mouth meets mine and our tongues ignite in a needy passion. They intertwine, sparking a fervent desire that consumes us both.
It’s completely intoxicating.
