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I reach for his belt but he pushes my hands away, shooting me a filthy glance with his stunning green eyes.
“Don’t even think about jumping the gun. Wait your turn.” His voice sounds different. So commanding that it makes me moan.
“I knew it,” he says. “You’re a kinky little submissive for real, aren’t you?”
“Very astute of you.”
“Call it intuition. I’m blessed with plenty of it.” He pinches my nipple between his teeth so hard I wince, but then he flicks his tongue over the spot. Pain, then pleasure. The combination of my dreams.
I moan in protest when he pulls away from me and gets to his feet.
“Down on the floor,” he says. “On your back, dress hitched up. Show me that pretty pussy of yours. I’m done with jerking off over your slutty profile videos time after time.”
Shit. The image his words conjure up makes my clit throb. I want to see that. I want to see him jerking his pierced cock.
“Same,” I tell him. “I’ve checked out your profile more times than I can count.”
It’s true. Every one of his pictures and videos are emblazoned into my psyche…
I drop to my knees, gazing up at him like he’s a god. I can’t help but hover when my face levels up with his crotch. Holy fuck, the swell of him. The promise of the treasures hidden behind the fabric.
I gasp as he grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks me forward, grinding himself against my face.
“Been fingering that pretty pussy over this, have you?” he says, then pushes me away. “On your back. Now.”
I do as I’m told, laying myself down on the purple and neon green of his rug. I pull my dress up around my waist and slip my lacy thong off, and then I spread my legs for him. It comes so naturally to play with myself. My eyes are on his as I tease my clit.
“I told you to show me,” he says, and drops to his knees. “Show me your cunt, don’t play with it. And no half-assed measures, I want to see what you’ve got for me. Open yourself up as wide as you can.”
Damn, I love his filth. This is what I wanted. I can’t deny it. I don’t want soft and gentle. I want rough. Fierce. Out of control.
Maybe Ella and Holly aren’t so different after all…
I hook two fingers inside from each hand, and stretch my pussy open in front of him, making a speculum out of them. If he wants a submissive bitch, I’ll gladly be his sweet little fuck doll. That’s what I want to be. I want to be his sweet little fuck doll.
“Wider,” he says, “I know you can take the stretch. I’ve read your reviews, Ella.”
I hitch my legs back, take a breath, and then I give it everything, hooking my fingers deep and stretching myself so much it fucking hurts.
“That’s better,” he says. “Just like that. Don’t move, you understand? No matter what, don’t you fucking move. You want to play hardcore, I’ll give you hardcore.”
My heart is pounding and my pussy is aching as he lowers himself and laps his pierced tongue over my raw clit. It makes me start, takes my breath, and it takes every scrap of my restraint to keep my fingers still. It would be so easy to take hold of his head and beg for more.
I cry out as he uses his tongue like a horny weapon against my clit, so much fiercer as he swirls around, his piercing catching every time. He’s just too fucking good. My breaths are ragged, and my fingers are strained, trying to keep their position in my slick wet pussy.
I groan when he stops, no contact, just his hot breaths on my pulsing clit.
I brace myself for a fresh assault, but no. The gentlest of touches – metal against my exposed clit – and a shudder runs through me. He teases, lapping, twisting, sucking, and I can’t take much more. My fingers are trembling, slippery. I can’t stand it.
“What did I say?” he asks when I shuffle.
“You said don’t move, and I’m trying. I’m trying, but you’re not making it easy.”
“Then maybe it’s time for me to take over,” he says, “keep nice and still.”
My arms are aching, my pussy aching more, but I keep still, keep it stretched wide.
He holds up two fingers of each hand and my eyes close as he pushes them into my gaping hole.
