One side of Lex’s face is red, almost a blushing color, but too concentrated to be natural. His lips are parted, panting breaths escaping as he stares up at me. He doesn’t look angry by my violence. No, his cock is still rock hard beneath the fabric of his jeans.
Hunger, quiet, but no less visceral is all that covers his expression. It’s as if the pain of my slap didn’t even touch him. He makes another of those low guttural barking noises, and the sound goes straight to my pussy. My nipples harden into tight little points. I want to strip him naked, climb atop his bed and have him fuck me until I can’t see or think anymore, but that’s not how this has to go. It’s obvious that Lex needs something from me and for the first time since my life blew apart, I want to give someone exactly what they need even if it means climbing through filth and lowering myself to the standards of an animal.
I sit back and spread my legs once more. “Come closer,” I order, dragging Lex against me by the hold I have on the leather leash. “If you don’t please me, then I really will put that damn muzzle on you.”
That’s all the threat I need to make for him to know what I want. Lex lifts his hands. I don’t bother to rebuke him for the non-beast-like motion. I just recline slightly and let him do his duty. A hot mouth presses over my core. Lex’s tongue drags slowly up the center of me, the heat of it burning through the now soaked fabric. A moan escapes my throat.
I clench one hand around the leather of the leash as my other twists into the black sheets. More wetness there between my legs, soaking me and sliding on either side, making its way down my inner thighs. Lex licks me again, running the length of his tongue up the path of my own slick before nuzzling against my cunt.
“I want you to make me cum like this.” I pant, gasping as his head burrows between my thighs. Using his teeth, he bites down on the fabric of my underwear and yanks his head back.
The sound of rending fabric echoes back to me a split second before cool air washes over my pussy. My clit throbs with need, but he’s not done. Even when he tries to hand over control to me, it seems, he still needs to retain some of his own.
Lex hooks a finger into one side of the underwear’s band where it clings to my hips and he drags it down. More air washes over me and I almost cry out. Another growl slips free from him, the animal fallen firmly into his role. Then, the satin of my panties is gone. My hips lift in a jerking movement, but when they fall back to the bed, freed of the underwear, I barely even notice. I’m too focused on the hot, wet mouth now on me without a single stitch to dampen the feel of him.
Lips. Teeth. Tongue.
Lex spears into me with two fingers, stroking in and out as he curls his tongue around my clit and gently suckles on it. One of his hands grasps my ankle, lifting my leg up and then down off the bed until the bottom of my foot meets something hard and throbbing. Blinking, I glance down and look past the pairof ash gray eyes staring up at me to where he holds my foot on top of the erection straining the front of his dark washed jeans that are worn by more use than they are fashion. Pressing down curiously, I feel the awakening throb of something deep in my belly.
Rubbing my foot back and forth over his straining erection, he eats me out, mouth moving over me, worshiping me, stealing my rationality. He consumes me, drives me up the brink and over the edge.
In seconds, I’m coming around his tongue and fingers, barely clinging to my sanity as I cry out and shudder through the overwhelming orgasm. Stars dance in front of my vision as I come back to myself and find that I’m laid, splayed out on the mattress, and Lex is gently licking at my cunt, helping me come down from the high of my release. When I flinch away from him, too sensitive, he gives up all pretenses of my control and snaps up onto his legs.
I watch through slitted eyes as he shucks his jeans and underwear down his legs, crawling on top of me on the mattress. One of his big hands wraps around me and lifts me as the leash attached to his collar falls away from my hand. He nudges me up the bed as he comes down against me, skin to skin.
“Spread your legs.”
My lips twitch and I do. “I thought I was the master,” I murmur, uncaring as he lines the head of his massive cock against my opening.
“You are, baby,” he tells me as he pushes forward, entering me in one, long thrust. “You are.”
I gasp, tightening all over again as he spears me with his flesh. A groan escapes me. Lex fucks into me, his hips snapping against me until I’m back into it again and I meet him, thrust for thrust. I lift my body, nudging against his.
“More…” I’m sweating, shaking, and desperate. Maybe I came too fast the first time, because the second is harder for me to reach for. It’s there, waiting for me, but each time I get close, it shifts further away.
Clawing at his shoulders and sinking my teeth into his chest, I scratch and beg for him to fuck me harder, faster. He doesn’t change his pace. It pisses me off. Scrambling, I reach for the leash and find it hanging down between my breasts. They shudder and sway with each forward thrust of his hips against mine. Gripping it between my fingers, I wrap the length of leather around my fist and use my hold to drag his head down towards mine.
“If you don’t stop messing with me and fuck me until I come, I swear to God, I’m going to?—”
His smirk is the only hint I get of his intentions before he’s yanking out of me completely. My arm is jerked backward over my shoulder as Lex flips me over onto my stomach. I try to release the leash, but I was an idiot and wrapped it around my knuckles.
Then, my hips are being forced upward and my knees hit the mattress and Lex is back, shoving his cock into my pussy with such strength that my forehead sinks down to the sheets beneath us. Holding on to his leash with one hand, gripping the black satin with the other, I breathe through the pressure of his dick slicing through my insides.
“Oh… fuck.”
Lips whisper along the side of my face as he bends over me. “I’ll make you come, baby,” he promises. “I’ll make you come so hard you forget what it was like to do it before me. You might be the one with my leash, but maybe I’ll Pavlov you. What do you think of that?”
He doesn’t give me a chance to answer him, and I cry out as his hips clap against my ass with a loud noise and the sickening squelch of my own wetness.
“Every time you see me, I’ll give you an orgasm,” he continues. “I’ll have you screaming on my hands, my lips, my cock, until all it takes is one glimpse of my face for you to orgasm.”
Breath saws in and out of my chest, raw and difficult. Tugging at the leash until his chest is flush with my back and his hips are against my ass, I lift up and turn my cheek until I can see him over my shoulder.
“You can make me come all you want, Lex,” I whisper, smiling back at him. “We both know you’re so down bad for me, if I order you to get on your knees, you will.”
He chuckles, the sound vibrating from his body into mine. Lex bends and presses a close-mouthed kiss to my spine. “You’re right,” he says. “I’ll always get on my knees for you.”
I groan. “Stop talking,” I snap. “And fuck me. I need to come again.”
