Another eye roll, and I was about to slide down his torso when he grabbed my chin again, this time harder, more firmly. “Roll your eyes at me again, I dare you.”
“Or what?”
“Haven’t decided yet. Maybe I’ll lick your greedy little cunt without letting you come until your eyes are permanently rolled back.”
His fingers pinched my nipple, tugged at it, then moved back to my face, where he brushed his thumb over my lips.
“Or maybe I’ll decide not to let you come on my cock at all and instead dump my whole load all over your pretty face. I bet,” — he pulled me forward, bringing my ear right up to his lips — “you’d lookstunningbranded with my cum.”
I sucked in a sharp breath, then managed to regain my composure and straighten up. “I always look stunning.”
“Can’t argue with that.” His face turned serious for a moment, filled with sincerity.
Then the mischief crept back into his hazel eyes, which had darkened with lust. “Why else would you prefer such excellent company?”
He’d wipe the arrogant grin off his face; I’d see to it. I kissed a trail of wet, sloppy kisses down his neck, making him moan. Sliding down his chest until I was sitting on his lap, where I felt the full girth of his shaft for the first time.
Goddamn.
Greedily, I ground my pussy against him, his hips bucking and his lips parting.
“Aw, look at you, so eager to bury yourself inside me. Are you that needy?” I finally caught him off guard, the tips of his earsturning red. I grinned smugly. “Oh, it’s like that? How long has it been?” I playfully tapped him on the cheek with the palm of my hand.
Uh-oh. Wrong move.
Dom’s lips curled wickedly, his eyes darkened, and before I could even blink, he had flipped us over.
His massive shoulders loomed over me, that slutty chain dangling in my face, just like he promised. The tattoos on his skin were a disjointed haze in the semi-darkness as he drove his bulge into me.
“Long enough to give you a real fat load, Darlin’.”
“All talk, not much action.” Blinking innocently, I looked up at him.
Dom barked out a laugh. “You could’ve just said ya wanted me to pull my dick out.”
I rolled my eyes but only realized my mistake when he snapped his hips forward again and lowered himself down toward me. “Now that I think about it … say it. Say,Take your cock out for me, Dom.”
“Are you being—”
“Say. It.” He looked at me with raised eyebrows, my insides raging with conflict. I wanted to say it, but relinquishing control was so unfamiliar. Then my mind drifted back to what I’d promised myself for tonight.
Fuck it.
“Take your cock out for me, Dom.” My voice was a little sweeter than it probably needed to be, but he didn’t seem to mind when I gave him attitude. On the contrary.
With a shit-eating grin, he straightened up and climbed off the bed, where he hooked his thumbs into his boxer briefs. “Since you asked so nicely.”
Cocky bastard.
He looked me dead in the eye as he pulled the fabric down, and no matter how hard I tried to hold his gaze, my curiosity won out. My eyes drifted down, and I was transfixed.
Holy fucking shit. This thing was going to tear me apart.
Dom didn’t have the longest cock I’d ever seen, but fuck, it wasthick. The sheer weight made it sag a little, even though he was rock hard.
“Umm, won’t we need lube to make this fit?” I blurted out.
Dom snorted. “Nah, you’re wet enough. Trust me.”
