“So good, baby,” I praise, making her tongue go crazy. “So fucking amazing.”
I grip the couch to stop from thrusting as she swallows half of me. The choking noise she makes almost snaps my control.Her mouth soon finds a rhythm, bobbing up and down faster. Unlatching her lips, they trace lower while pumping me with her hand. My breath catches in my throat the second her tongue dips between my ass cheeks and she rims me. I jerk in her fist as she circles and licks, humming in her throat.
The urge to stop her doesn’t even rise. Instead, I palm the back of her head and press her lips harder against my asshole. The sensations she elicits make me dizzy with lust.
If she craves to explore all of me, who am I to stop her?
I let her have her fun for a few more seconds before wrenching her away completely. Not giving two fucks where her mouth has been, I kiss her hard and deep, before growling, “My turn to play with your ass, filthy girl.”
“Please,” she purrs, delirious.
Picking her up from the soaked pillowcase, I throw it away. Twisting our position so we’re parallel to the couch, I turn her away from me. “Bend over for me. Face on the rug. Ass high and legs spread.”
Going on all fours, she follows my direction.
“Wider.” I spank her ass, leaving a red handprint. “Arch higher. I’m not seeing your cunt.”
Pressing her palms flat on the floor, she tilts her ass to my satisfaction. I reward her by licking from the top of her pussy to her ass. Before the need to eat her out overpowers me, I stand up.
“Part your cheeks for me, Iris.”
Her pussy clenches at the crude order. Her body lithe and agile from the Yoga she does, she stretches her arms back and spreads her ass cheeks until I can stare at both her holes.
“Stay like this. Do not move an inch or I won’t go slow when I fuck your ass.”
“Yes, Kian,” she murmurs breathlessly.
I turn around and go upstairs.
Once I grab what I came for, I don’t immediately rush back downstairs. I wait, letting her mind run wild with depraved scenarios. I’m not worried about her disobeying, especially with the fake threat I gave. I want her to enjoy anal sex, even when I’ll fuck her ass as punishment on occasions.
The sight of her bent over makes my gait falter as I ingrain it into memory. A man can get used to coming home to his woman waiting for him like this.
Knowing my Iris, she’d love it.
The only thing that can top this vision is her arms and ankles tied, not being able to do anything while I edge her for hours.
I stroke my cock as it aches to be buried inside her. Closing the distance, I drop to my knees behind her. I stare at the mess she’s made between her thighs and on the soft rug. One swipe of my thumb against her clit, and she’ll fall over the edge.
“You’re dripping all over the floor, Rainbow,” I taunt, low and dark. A low, whimpering noise teases my ears as I drag my index finger up her inner thigh, gathering her arousal. Sucking it off, I growl at the delicious taste. Again, I rein in my impulse to lick her pussy.
“K-Kian,” she heaves. “Please.”
“Right here, baby.” I press a finger against her puckered hole, causing her fingers to flex. The skin is red where she holds herself open for my viewing pleasure. “You look gorgeous like this, ready and waiting to serve me. Shall I give you my cock?”
“Yes, please.”
“Hold still,” I warn her before picking up the bottle of lube I brought from upstairs. I squirt a good amount right over her asshole. She hisses at the coldness, trying to get away. “Shh, it’s just lube to prepare you.”
Rubbing it around, I mix it with her own juices and push one finger in. Having played with her ass before, it glides ineasily. Burying it to the knuckle, I rub her walls in a come-hither motion.
“Mmmm.” She sighs.
I scoop out more lube and force a second finger, scissoring them in her channel.
“Oh, sir. Oh!”
I move my digits slowly, stretching her with them. The tightness is going to be heaven around my dick, but utter torture for her. Curling my fingers, I shove them deeper, grunting, “Tell me you want me to fuck your ass, Iris.”
