“You don’t get to come. Not after that dirty move.” He rocked against me again, pushing his steel-hard dick against my soaked core. I cursed every god because of the barrier of our clothes that made it impossible for me to wiggle my hips and impale myself on him.
“You told me to make you bleed,” I whined, ending on a whimper as I was put at the edge again, only for him to deny me again. I shuddered, and my breaths quickened as the tingles that bordered on painful spread from between my legs down to my toes.
He chuckled, the sound vibrating where his chest met my stomach and going straight to my throbbing clit.
“I did. But you’re a naughty girl for pulling something like that on me,” he said with a rumble that bordered on a growl. He thrust roughly against me, stroking his steel-hard cock right against my clit. “And naughty girls don’t get to come. They have to earn it. Do you want that?”
Arching my neck, I squeezed my eyes shut and tightened my legs around him. “Please!”
I felt myself grow wetter and was sure my panties and pants were now ruined from it. Another breathy moan escaped me as I bucked against him, needing to come so badly that it hurt.
What was it I’d seen in memes about blue balls for women?
Cummyache. I had a fucking cummyache.
Rune snorted a laugh, the movement jostling me and making me writhe more underneath him. My face flamed when I remembered our link was open.
Leaning down, his damp hair, now a darker brown, fell around us like a curtain. He brushed his lips to my ear, pulling my earlobe between his teeth in a nip while chuckling and thrusting harder against me. I made an ungodly sound, arching my neck and back to push myself closer against him while wiggling to free my hands from his unrelenting hold.
“Answer the question, naughty girl,” he murmured into my ear.
What did he ask?
He shifted, his hand dipping between us, and easily undid my pants to slip his hand in and cup my pussy.
Smirking against my ear, he rumbled, “Ah, beauty, you’re soaked for me, and I haven’t even started with what I have planned for you.” Two of his fingers dipped into me, stretching me and earning a whimper that made him smile. Leaning back, he watched me as he stroked his thick digits in and out of me. “Do you want to come?”
My breathwhooshedout of me when I really wanted to scream that I did. Instead, I could only manage a quick nod while bucking my hips into his hand. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as his thumb rubbed slow circles on my clit.
Familiar zaps of my orgasm built so quickly that I was screaming his name and whatever else about letting me come. When I was right there, Rune’s hand retreated, and my body trembled painfully. I snapped my eyes open with my lips parted on a silent cry. He stared back at me with a smirk and moved off of me.
“I said you have to earn it, naughty girl. And I never say things I don’t mean.”
He grabbed me when he got to his feet and crowded me backward until my back met the rickety wooden exterior of the house. Placing his hands on the wood beside my head, he blocked me from escaping. Not that I wanted to. There was only a sliver of space between us as he kept his dark eyes steady on mine.
My breaths quickened when he stared at me, our link still connected, but I couldn’t hear what he was thinking. For whatever reason, it drove me crazy with need because I wanted to know what he wanted from me to earn an orgasm.
A corner of his lip curled. “Get on your knees, and open your pretty mouth.”
I squeezed my thighs together with a sharp inhale. My core pulsed around nothing, and my head spun for a moment like I was about to come. I licked my lower lip, his sharp eyes flicking down and following the movement, then he met my gaze again. He cocked his head, tapping a finger to show his impatience but leaving it up to me to decide if I wanted to suck his cock to earn my reward.
God, this was so dirty, but I loved it. I loved this side of him.
Getting to my knees, I leaned my head back to meet his stare as I opened my mouth. I curled my fingers onto my thighs as he worked his pants undone and pulled out his monster dick. My pussy pulsed again, and I had to squeeze my thighs together as he stroked his cock. I watched the pull of the tight skin and his heavy balls moving with every stroke of his fist.
Heat surged through my veins like magma, making me tremble and flush with my need. While I wanted to come, I now needed to taste him. To pleasure him and be the reason he loses control.
Keeping his eyes on me, he guided the thick head of his erection to my lips and dragged himself along them. I licked him, tasting the saltiness of his precum. He groaned and shifted, his hips flexing to work his thick cock into my mouth. He fisted a chunk of my hair at the back of my head as he forced me closer to shove more of himself into me.
I gagged around him as he hit the back of my throat. He groaned from the sound. His thighs shook as he held himself back from losing control and fucking my face. If that wasn’t enough for me to know, the grip he had on my hair did.
I took in as deep of a breath as I could with him still taking up all of my mouth. His taste, smell, and the way he looked down at me with flared eyes made all of this so damn good.
He tasted so good.
My eyes slid shut as I moaned around him, sucking on his length when I wanted to work him back and forth, but he wouldn’t let me move. He kept me still and just the way he wanted me. With my sucks and slurps, he growled and flexed his hips, starting slow as he worked himself in me. But with each drag and me humming around him, his control began slipping until he was fucking my throat with snarls.
I couldn’t move, only keep still as he used me like a toy. Something about it drove me wild until I was squirming and shoving my hand down into my pants to touch myself.
