The palm covering my sounds trails over to tease circles around my clit, making my rhythm falter at the sudden contact. The pad of his finger feels so goddamn nice. But I need it firmer.
“Puhlease,” I beg intelligibly.
“You’re making quite a mess, baby,” he drawls, staring raptly at the tears sliding down my face. “I can feel your juices slipping down to my balls. Are you going to clean it up?”
“Mhmm.”
An enticing flick to my clit and a stinging slap to my outer thigh, he tsks. “Get on with it then. Lick every inch. You do a good job, and I’ll let you come.”
I spit out the shirt from my mouth and swallow the excess saliva that formed on my tongue. His gaze becomes hot at mywantonness as I fall to my hands and knees with my ass up high between his spread legs.
Curling a hand around his dick, I lower my mouth and lick him up from root to tip like a candy. My moan is instantaneous as our combined essence hits my taste buds. Rolling my tongue around the crown, I suck the salty precum through the tiny slit.
Kian yanks my head up by my hair, lightly tapping my cheek, and chastises, “I asked you to clean the mess your cunt made, not make more of it.”
“I’m sorry, sir,” I murmur.
“You do wanna come, don’t you, little fuck toy?”
I squeeze my thighs together. “Very badly, sir.”
“Then do as I say.” He pushes my head back down.
Tightening my fist around him, I run the flat of my tongue along the underside of his shaft. He hums in appreciation as I lick back down to the base, his trimmed hair tickling my nose. His masculine scent invades my lungs, dizzying me.
“Good girl,” he groans, pushing my mouth even lower. “Balls.”
Stroking his length, I lick my arousal off his heavy ball sack. I flush at the proof of how much I dripped down to here. It makes me so hot that I lap more eagerly, swirling and tasting. His low moans and grunts egg me on.
Distracted by his manly noises, my tongue slips even lower, into the crack, and grazes against his ass.
“Fucck!” Kian grunts in shock, a violent shudder jolting his body.
My eyes widen, feeling his grip tighten painfully in my strands.
A heavy, long second ensues.
“You filthy little slut.” He chuckles darkly, tilting my head back until our gaze locks. I swallow at the deviousness lurking in his expression. “You wanna lick my ass, baby?”
My clit throbs.
“You do.” His deep voice drops an octave. “Tell me.”
“Please, sir.”
“Do it. Taste every part of me.”
His grip eases. Trailing my lips past his balls, I dip my tongue between his ass cheeks and like the slut he calls me, I taste him. I mimic the way he rubs his tongue around my tight ring of muscles. He clenches when I rim the most forbidden part of him.
Judging by the groan that escapes him, he’s loving it. No way another woman has had this part of him. A rush of possessiveness runs through my veins.
“That’s it.” He gasps, dragging my mouth back to his cock. “Suck and feel how hard you made me because of your curious little tongue.”
Wrapping my lips around the wide purple crown, I take as much of him as I can. I use my mouth the way he taught me how he likes to be touched. My hand keeps pumping his shaft at the base.
I choke when he thrusts upward without any warning. He bares his teeth savagely, making my pulse pound.
“Show me how badly you crave my dick, Rainbow.”
