“Not a fucking word,” she snapped, knowing exactly the reason I stopped. Knowing that one of the first things she probably noticed about me when we first met has been on her mind since that night and reminding her why we’re nothing short of perfect for each other every single time she looks at me.Lucky me, indeed.
I pushed her skirt up, slowly, and took a knee, fitting each one of her thighs over my shoulders until that pretty cunt was all I could see. Andfuck, was it lovely.
“Aingeal dorcha foirfe…”
The pain of how tight she had my hair in her tiny fists only fueled everything in me. My breath skated over her swollen clit, right before I lapped over it with the width of my tongue and she jerked, already shaking before I went back to get the taste of her all over me. My forearms and my hands curled around her thighs, and I know I’m gripping her hard enough to leave bruises she’ll be looking at for a few days, spreading her as wide as she’d go and shoving my tongue inside her. My Little Viper tastes like the sins of hell and the glory of heaven, trapped and shaken up in a bottle. It’s one I hope to drink from until the day I stop fucking breathing.
I can tell she’s doing her best to keep quiet. I don’t want her to. I wanna hear her scream for me until the mere thought of my name makes her pray to God. Every time I start writing it on her throbbing pussy with the tip of my tongue, she makes a noise that’s making my cock test the strength of my zipper. She’s gonna love what I have waiting for her in a few more seconds, but before I test the water…
That sharp gasp for air was almost as sexy as the way her back bowed off the table when I sucked that plump clit into my mouth, biting down on her bare mound of flesh just above it…hard enough to leave the evidence. I rolled my tongue and slid two fingers into her, hooking them in a spot that earned me one of the most unhinged, raspy moans I’ve ever heard come out of a woman’s throat. I need to know what it feels like on every inch of my aching cock, but that’ll have to wait. Today’s about her, and the fit she likes to throw, pretending she doesn’t think about this as many times a day as I do. She will after it. I’ll make sure of that.
One of her hands left the thick of my hair, slamming onto the edge of the table and gripping it hard when I started easing my fingers in and out of her. I bit down harder. Her head rolledto the side and her perfect tits heaved up and down under black lace and tattoos when she tried to speak.
“Ahhhhlexa…s-start playlist.”
I smiled against her, picking up the pace when another voice started whispering about bodies hitting floors. I know this one. And I know what she’s up to. I added another finger, pumping them in and out and trying not to think about how gloriously tight she is around ‘em. It’s killing me not to rip my jeans down and fuck her into oblivion. I need this chance to redeem myself and show her how patient I really am. My tongue flicked relentlessly on that sweet pussy until I felt her start to tremble…and then I brought our friend out. She whined over the music, completely undone when I eased my fingers out, replacing them with the tip of the Girthmaster.
Seven snapped up as I ran the head from her dripping hole to her assaulted clit. I came up for air just to watch the look on her face as soon as she realized it wasn’t me that was about to fuck her. I could barely hear her over the music.
“Where the fuck did that come from?”
I licked my lips, smiling, and stood, locking eyes with her while I slid her backwards and slammed the dildo, balls down, onto the metal table. I told her I’d slept in the Nova the other night, and I did. What Ididn’ttell her was that I had Declan help me with more than the information. He managed to get a few things out of my room for me, this being one of those more important items. We met halfway, and if she hasn’t figured out by now that I do a lot of planning…this might convince her. She glanced down at the cock and then at me.
“Ride it for me.”
Cute…she’s pretending she can’t understand me. I’ll be more clear. I slapped my palms against both sides of her thighs and she yelped as I raised her and jerked her towards it until it was practically dividing her cunt…then I leaned over and spit onit. Point taken. She raised up onto her knees, holding onto my shoulders while she lined it up, and I could have easily shot cum through my pants when she smirked and held my gaze before lowering herself onto it.
Fucking amazing woman.
I watched her, raising her skirt and holding it while she slipped up and down on that piece, until it filled her up…and then she shockedme. I was so caught up in the idea of every letter of my name being felt from her insides as it disappeared into her perfect pussy…in and out…in and out; I almost startled when she grabbed a fistful of my hair and gripped the bottom of my chin, forcing me to look up at her.Fuck, yes. My fingers sank deeper into her skin where I held her skirt and I helped her move her hips in circles while she did exactly as she was told. She’s using this as an opportunity to tease me, and I fucking love it. Her lower body tensed and tightened, finding all the right spots, and our foreheads pressed together. She fucked the life out of it, eyes on me the entire time.
“Show me how much you hate it, Seven Grey…”
I was close enough that the sounds of her high-pitched moans and how fast and hard she was riding the table, set me the fuck off, and I slung a hand up behind her head, grabbing whatever I could and jerking her head back right before she came. It’s mine. And she’s about to get hers. I lifted her off the Girthmaster, slamming her back down to the table and dropping to my knees to finish her off and—Goddamn, it’s perfect. I’m taking every drop. Both her legs are shaking around my face, and I can’t swallow her down fast enough. My nuts went tight, and I reached down to release the kracken, because fuck if I’m about to waste this load on my shittiest pair of jeans. I’ve got a better place for it.
I stood, gripping my cock, and spread her legs wide while we both watched me cover her in thick spurts of cum. The soundthat came out of me was guttural and raw. Nothing prepared me for the sheer confidence she radiated when she snapped a glove off, reaching down and eyeing me while she swiped her middle finger through it, gathering a decent amount, and sticking it up at me before slipping it into her mouth. A wicked smile crept across my face.
“Oh, you’re real fuckin’ adorable, Viper.”
“What’s that? Can’t hear you.”
I tucked myself back into my jeans and braced both hands on the table, leaning over her messy cunt and keeping my eyes fixed on hers. She wants audacity? I’ll give her whatever she wants. I kept my smile, sliding my tongue through her slit and tasting us both. She dropped her mouth open…perfect gesture. I held my tongue out and pinned her back down on the table, shoving that shit into her mouth. She laughed under her breath, taking every bit of it like a dirty little savage, and put both hands on each side of my face, kissing me back.
“Have a good day at work…baby.”
I pushed off, reaching over to grab the pair of knickers I ripped off of her and she sat up, gaping at me. “Give those back.”
“Not a chance. Don’t be hateful, either. It was your idea.”
“What?!”
I shoved them into my pocket and started buckling my belt while she pulled her skirt down and slid off the table. “The night I tried to give you a gift…you were the one that said something about taking your panties home. I’d say I earned these.”
“I need those, Malek.”
I spotted a spool of thread of some sort on a small cart and pointed at it. “What ya gonna do? Sew ‘em back together with whateverthatis?” She crossed her arms over her exposed chest and smiled.
“That’s for sewing a mouth shut. Actually, you should stay a while. Might be useful.”
