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Daph instantly obeys, standing before me in nothing more than her soaked cotton panties.
“Take off your underwear and get on the bed. All fours.”
She turns, facing away from me as she bends forward. Dragging her panties to the floor, she exposes the pink of her pussy to me from between her thighs.
I lean forward, resting my forearms atop my thighs as my gaze follows Daphne’s retreating form. She mounts the bed, glancing seductively over her shoulder before dropping forward onto her hands.
I stand, palming the bulge in my jeans as I approach her from behind. “Lean forward. Press your chest to the mattress.”
She complies. Ass up, her knees widen ever so slightly as she opens herself to me. Fuck, she really is perfect.
I continue my advance, unbuckling my belt and undoing the zipper of my jeans to grant my dick some room. My knees bump the side of the bed, and I reach out, allowing my fingers to dip along her slit. They glide effortlessly, teasing along the path between her clit and her entrance, as her sweet moans fill the space.
“I thought I was getting punished,” she mewls, pushing her ass back toward me.
“Don’t worry, demon.” I chuckle. “It’s coming.”
Plunging two fingers inside her slick heat, I choke at the feeling of how tight she’s gripping me. Shit, I’m gonna have to give her some attention first or she’s never gonna be able to take me.
I continue to pump in and out of her as the sound of her wetness coating my fingers establishes a steady rhythm in the silence. I stare down, mesmerized at the sight of how I slip in and out of her as her chest melts further into the mattress in front of me.
Reaching around, I locate her clit with my other hand, drawing small tight circles over her sensitive bundle of nerves. Her moans grow louder as her hips begin to rock in tandem with my hand. The walls of her pussy begin to tighten, and I know she’s close.
“You like that, baby? Did I find the sweet spot?”
“Fuck,” Daph pants, burying her face into the comforter. “Yes. Right there. Please. I’m right—”
I rip my hands away, stepping back just as she’s about to tip over the edge. She collapses to her side, crying out in frustration. Shoving the hair from her eyes, she looks up at me, the expression she bears one of tortured anguish.
“Still wanna be punished, demon?” I smirk.
“That’s not punishment,” she gasps. “That’s torture.” She rolls onto her back, legs widening as she reaches down to touch herself. I swat at her hand, and she growls in response.
“Tomato, to-mah-to.” I shrug. “Plus, the punishment has to fit the crime.”
“What could I have possibly done to warrant that?!”
“I seem to recall you entertaining some flirtatious advances from one of my dealers earlier in the week.”
Her face hardens, annoyance bleeding back into her features. “Fuck you. I seem to recall you pointing out a teeny bopper such as myself wasn’t worth his time. Bit of a hypocrite, aren’t we… sir?” She arches her brow.
“I had to say something to get him away from you. And I couldn’t very well tell him the truth, could I?”
“Which is?” Her expression morphs to a look of confusion.
Lifting my hand, I show her the wetness still coating my fingers before drawing them into my mouth. What was meant to be a taunt turns out to be a massive fucking mistake. Because she’s the most divine thing I’ve ever tasted, and the sheer thought of anyone else getting to experience her sweetness sends me sailing right off the cliffs of composure and descending straight into madness.
“What was the truth, Nicky?” she repeats, her question sparking me into action.
Gripping hold of her ankle, I drag her to the edge of the bed before forcing her legs wide.
“That if he didn’t get the fuck away from what’s mine, I was going to gut him where he stood.” I dive forward, my tongue colliding with her center, where I lick her from her entrance up to her clit. Her back bows off the bed, her fingers taking root in my hair as she pulls my face deeper into her.
This. This right here is how I want to die. With my face buried in the sweetest pussy I’ve ever been lucky enough to devour. How does she taste so goddamn delicious?
My arms encircle her thighs, locking her in place as I lap at her like a man starved. I swirl her clit while suctioning my mouth overtop, and judging by the way she bucks beneath me, she’ll be back on the precipice of her orgasm in no time.
However, I’m not convinced she’s learned her lesson yet.
