Page 32 of Little Fox


Font Size:  

I whimpered as he dipped a finger inside my panties. He dragged it up and down my wet slit. I tried to clench around him. To trap his finger there so my pussy could feast on it. “Grim, quit teasing me,” I breathed.

He wrapped a hand around my throat and squeezed. “Answer me, Bailey. Are you going to be good for me?”

I pushed out my hips, urging his finger in deeper. “Yes. Always.”

He drew his finger out of my aching cunt and then shoved it back in with a hard jerk. I stumbled back, my knees buckling. He held me up by my throat, pinning me against the door. “I’m going to punish you for taking so long to answer.”

I snaked my hands across his bare chest, tracing his tattoos with my fingers. His breath hitched as I dragged my nails over the perfectly carved lines in his abdomen. “Promise?”

He shoved a second finger inside my pussy with such force it almost knocked the wind out of me. Or maybe it was his hand around my throat squeezing the air out of my lungs. Either way, I didn’t want him to stop. “I’m going to hurt you so good, little fox.”

I moaned as he added a third finger. It was getting harder to breathe inside his grip. But with each sip of air I worked to inhale, the tingling in my pussy intensified. It was like walking on a tightrope without a balance bar… or even a net. Like I was teetering somewhere in between heaven and hell. One more step and it could be the death of me.

And Grim knew exactly what he was doing.

A deep spasm spread between my folds. I clenched around his fingers, twitching as my orgasm began to climb. I closed my eyes and chased it.

Without warning he released his grip on both my neck and my cunt. “Not yet, dirty girl. You’re gonna have to work for it tonight.”

I let out a frustrated cry. “Grim,” I whined. “Fuck.”

The most mischievous smirk pulled at the corners of his lips. “The brattier you are, the more I want to pry your pouty lips apart with my cock.”

I panted against the door, my throat still scratchy and dry. “Do you want to hear me beg for it?”

Grim fisted my hair in his hand and pushed me down to the floor. “Only if you’re on your knees.”

Fuck this was hot. I loved the way he pushed me around, taking from me whatever he wanted. I kneeled in front of him and sucked on my lower lip. “Please, Grim.”

His eyes blazed with a sadistic hunger. He sat on the edge of his bed and patted his thigh. “Take off your soiled panties and crawl to me.”

I couldn’t get my jeans off fast enough. Once I was completely bare-assed, I charted my path to him, stalking on all fours with nothing but a thin tank top hanging from my arms. My nipples pebbled as he watched me crawl to him like a trained animal.

As I reached him, he fisted my hair again in his hand, tugging my head back so I had to look up at him. “That’s a good fucking girl.”

His praise sent another wave of tingles to my core. He pulled my top all the way down to my waist and tied it in a knot behind my back, trapping my arms inside.

“Do you like taking away my freedom?” I cooed.

Grim pulled the strands of my hair tight between his fingers. He leaned over and yanked my head toward his. “I am your fucking freedom, baby girl.”

He eyed my wet lips for a split second before covering them with his own. His tongue darted past mine with a vengeance. He sucked and scraped at my lips like he was out for blood. Like he was starving for human flesh. And he was.

I moaned into his kiss, arching my back to angle him in deeper. He fumbled with his own pants as we crushed our mouths harder together, bruising our lips. He unzipped them with one hand and pulled out his smooth, hard cock.

As our lips broke free from each other, he leaned back, his hand still tangled in my hair. He fisted his cock with his free hand. “I know you’re thirsty, little fox. You’re going to swallow every drop, aren’t you?”

Cream leaked out of my pussy and slid down my thighs. I licked my lips before wrapping them around his swollen tip. Grim was not gentle with me so I wouldn’t be with him. I took in the length of him at once, lightly scraping my teeth against his ridges as I worked my mouth down to the base of him.

He shuddered and moaned. “Ohhh, such a good girl. Yeah, fuck. Just like that.”

I sucked him like a popsicle, twirling my tongue around his tip every time I pulled up. He might be a spirit trapped between heaven and hell, but his cock was pure flesh and blood, pulsing in my mouth like a heart jacked up on cocaine.

He pinched my chin hard between his fingers. “Drink, little fox.”

My eyes teared up as he shoved his cock all the way to the back of my throat. A riotous moan erupted from him as he thrust hard and fast between my lips. I could barely breathe, but I didn’t want him to stop.

He twisted and turned in circles, grinding against my mouth as his cum filled me. I fought the urge to gag as it rushed down my throat, breathing through my nose so I wouldn’t choke.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com