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‘Good girl,’ he said, twisting his fingers inside of me as he set his mouth back over my wetness and redoubled his efforts.

In a few seconds, I was gone. Nothing but a sea of sensation, a crashing, writhing set of limbs as I exploded against his mouth.

My breath was shallow when he let up, placing tender kisses over my thighs as I trembled.

‘Thank you,’ I murmured, my body spent as I drifted into a place that was only partially real.

‘I’m not done yet,’ he said.

CHAPTER TEN

MAC

Katie lay on the bed, her cunt glistening in the low moonlight coming through the window. She was perfect. Every imagined moment I’d had with her didn’t compare to having her laid out before me like the most delicious buffet.

Tommy laid next to his writhing, hot girlfriend, totally unaware of the pure bliss I was driving her to. The temptation to place a deep red gash over his throat was overwhelming. The only thing that held me back was that it would turn me from the creep giving her mind bending orgasms to a murderer in Katie’s view.

She’d let me into her room, and I had no intentions of making her change her mind when she was so willingly submitting to me.

Her pliability only made me want to stretch her further, see how much she’d offer me. Would she beg for my cock? Would she drop to her knees and crawl to me like a perfect little pet begging to lap at my dick?

My erection was painful against my zip, and I wanted nothing more than to push it inside her beautiful body and fuck her until I filled her. Mark my territory with my cum.

I’d forced myself to watch as Tommy fucked her earlier, pinning her down and using her without once even touching her in any way that would bring her pleasure. She had to see that he wasn’t right for her.

He’d arrived covered in blood, and he’d marked my girl with it. I’d stood in the bathroom and listened to her cry in the shower. It broke my heart. She needed better. Watching her whimper and moan, seeing her desperate reactions to my touch, how could he not want that?

She had so much to give. And it was being squandered.

It was getting late, and I couldn’t stay all night in case his royal waste-of-space woke up, but she was going to give me one more orgasm. One where she couldn’t remain passive. One where she had to face the reality that she wanted this.

‘Up on your knees, sweet girl.’ I said, supporting her when her legs wobbled.

‘I don’t think I can take any more.’

‘Oh, you can Katie.’ I fisted my hand in her hair and wrapped the other around her throat, tipping her face to mine. God, I wished that I could have looked into her eyes and seen her expression. But with my mask pulled up, I couldn’t risk it. ‘This time, you are going to take your orgasm from me. You are going to sit on my face and ride me like the perfect little slut you are.’

‘I can’t, I’ll squash you.’

‘No, you won’t. There’s barely anything to you.’ I tightened my fingers around the sides of her neck and grinned as she took a shallow breath. ‘Plus, I’d happily submit to death if it was beneath those divine thighs of yours. You will sit down fully and you will fucking ride my face until you come all over it. Do you understand?’

Her voice was small as she whispered, ‘Yes, Sir.’

When her lips parted and her tongue darted out to wet them, the urge to kiss her was drove into me. I didn’t just want it. I needed those lips on mine. It wasn’t a step that I’d wanted to take that night, but with her breath mingling with mine, and those plump, pink lips just aching to be kissed, I couldn’t help myself.

I tightened my hand on her throat, making her gasp, and when she did, I leaned in and captured her mouth with my own. The stiffening of her body told me of her hesitation, her lips closing briefly, but then she melted into me, opening her mouth and submitting to my tongue. I groaned as I stole her kiss, my mind swirling at the heady rush of her. Kissing was intimate, far more intimate than fucking, and not something I gave away easily. I preferred my women to be submissive, and usually kept a barrier that separated kink and sex from emotion. But I couldn’t with Katie. I wanted all of her. The sweet, giggly nature that I missed. The smart, funny side of her. And fuck, yes, I wanted the side of her she was showing me as I touched her. I’d spotted it in little moments, and was glad it was there. She needed pleasure and needed to feel special under a firm hand. Tommy had given her the firm hand, but in an abusive, selfish way. It was a poor excuse for domination.

Tugging her hair sharply elicited a delightful squeal that I swallowed down as I kissed her. Her tongue slipped against my own as she relaxed, exploring my lips while I devoured hers. Her pulse thundered against my fingers as I held her tight, claiming my girl at last.

When I broke the kiss, she wavered in my arms.

‘I never knew that it could feel so good.’

‘That what could?’ I murmured in her ear as I tried to catch my breath. My head was swimming with her.

‘Having a hand on my throat and being kissed... like that.’

I smiled as she leaned against me, her lips still searching for more.

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