“Modesty, of course,” he replies, the cheekiest grin lifting the corners of his lips. “And visually, it is really hot. I’ll order yousome when we get back to the condo…make you understand the appeal.”
I open my mouth to respond, but he silences me with a devouring kiss. His tongue pushes past my lips, demanding that I submit. I moan as he toys with me, letting him have his greedy fill. His teeth and tongue toggle from sweet and gentle, to sharp and rough. He’s eager and starving and turning me into a mess in the process.
Growling against my mouth, his hand moves between my thighs. I jump as his fingers find me wet and ready for him. He breaks the kiss abruptly, his blue eyes dark and stormy with lust. His hand curls against me, his middle finger easily finding my aching clit.
“I knew you would be soaked, you needy…needylittle thing,” he husks, circling his touch.
Arching my torso, I nod my head.Oh, yes.I am a needy, wicked thing. He’s turned me into the type of woman I was always told would be going to hell, but I no longer care. I’d rather feel this pleasure and suffer in flames for eternity, than never experience true joy.
“Yes, I need you, Sir…please?” I beg, my hips rolling against his finger.
Hissing a curse, his handsome face twists. Removing his touch from my slick folds, he quickly undoes the button and fly of his slacks. Grabbing onto the waistband of both his pants andboxer briefs, he pulls them down in a single swoop.
“Keep begging me, Dolly,” he commands, reaching for my hips and pulling me halfway over the edge of the countertop.
My breath hitches as he yanks me forward, my hands slap against the countertop to make sure I don’t tumble off. Yelping in surprise, I look at him with wide eyes.
“You know I’ve got you, don’t be so dramatic,” he teases, leaning in to give me the softest kiss on the cheek. “Now be a good girl and beg me to fuck you.”
Swallowing hard, I relax the tension I’m holding in my legs. I still feel silly when he asks me to use vulgar language, but truth be told, I like it just as much as he does. I really am going to go to hell in a handbasket.
“Please, Sir? I need to feel your cock inside me,” I whine, making sure to make myself appear as sweet and innocent as can be. “I need you to stretch me open and fill me with your cum.”
Sutton’s jaw clenches, I watch from the edge of my vision as he roughly pushes the fabric of his dress shirt out of the way and grabs onto his thick cock. Pumping it with his hand, he grunts a masculine approval.
“You sure you want me to fill up that little pink pussy again?” he asks, lining the tip of his cock against my entrance.
Rocking my hips, I whimper as he barely presses inside me. My face scrunches in a combination of want and desperation. I know he won’t tease me too much, but even this feels liketorture.
“I’m sure, Sir! Please? Please breed me…claim me and ruin me,” I beg, my own words causing my cheeks to turn crimson.
Huffing a laugh, he holds his cock steady in one hand and my hip with the other.
“God you really are turning into a dirty little thing, Dolly. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted. Do you know that?” he asks, sinking his cock inside me in one thrust. “But I can’t fucking get enough, I really am going to ruin you.”
Gasping in a delicious mixture of pleasure and pain, my body stills as I adjust to him filling me. His hand on my hip guides me, helping me tilt my ass and hips just a little upwards. It’s the tiniest change, but it makes all the difference, melding the discomfort into bliss.
“Ahh, that’s better, isn’t it?” he purrs, his hand reaching for the vibrator beside me. “I’m sorry I didn’t warm you up more, but this will help, I promise.”
Pressing his thumb on the end of the silicone bullet, the vibrator buzzes to life. His hips start to roll, gently moving his cock inside me, allowing me to feel every inch of him. Slow and steady, he forces me to meet his gaze. It’s hungry and devilish, exactly what I’ve learned to crave.
“Ready?” he asks.
“Yes, Sir,” I respond, my voice not more than a breathywhisper.
As soon as the words leave my mouth, he brings the vibrator to my core. Teasing the skin just above my slit, he allows me to get used to the vibration as he slides his cock into me using long, slow thrusts.
“You’re going to cum so fast, Princess. You’re not going to know what hit you…just feel, don’t fight it,” he says, dragging the vibrator down towards my swollen clit.
I all but jump as the silicone touches me, the vibration sending a shockingly powerful jolt of pleasure through me. My hands move from the countertop to grip his shoulders, my nails trying to claw through his shirt into this skin.
“FUCK!” I squeal.
Chuckling low, a pleased look dances over his face. Squeezing his hand into my hip, he quickens the pace of his thrusts.
“Yeah…I know…just relax and let me fuck you, pretty girl,” he says, his voice turning low and gravely.
Nodding my head, I hold onto his shoulders for dear life as he swipes the bullet over my clit once again. I cry out, not having any control over my voice or my body. He teases me with the toy, holding it against me for a handful of seconds, then removing it. Over and over. His hips snap erratically as he bucks against me, stretching me open so forcefully that my mind starts to blank.
