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‘I’m always serious.’
‘So what now? Another spanking?’
‘Not this time, Princess.’ I knelt at the edge of the bed and pulled her roughly toward me, so her ass was right at the edge, right in front of my face.
‘Oh god,’ she whimpered as my breath taunted her glistening pink cunt.
‘You might not be calling me that by the time I’m through with you.’
‘What are you going to do?’
‘Have my breakfast. You are going to take it like a good girl. Understood?’
‘You say it like it’s a punishment.’
‘Oh, it will be.’
TWENTY-SEVEN
ESTHER
Holy shit.
The way Alec had me tied had my brain fried as I tossed between mild panic and not-so-mild desire. It felt dirty to be so vulnerable, spread open, and unable to do anything but take whatever he was going to give me.
He’d made me come hard, and I expected him to do the same before we got on with the day, but he clearly had other intentions.
A smirk crossed his lips as he pulled me to the edge of the bed, the position feeling precarious if it wasn’t for his tattooed hands supporting me. The fucker actually licked his lips.
With my wrists attached to my ankles, there was little I could do but watch and wait, breath bated. How was eating me out going to be a punishment? It was one of the best things a guy could do.
He reached out and slid his fingers down the length of my pussy, slipping them inside and curling them upwards. I clenched around him, tipping my head back as tendrils of pleasure flitted through me.
‘I could watch you all day.’ Another twist of his fingers inside me. ‘The way you whimper and moan makes me so fucking hard.’
Then his tongue was on me, licking over my clit and wringing a stuttering gasp from my lips. He explored every fold with his mouth, licking, sucking, and nipping until it was all a blur of pure lusty need. This time, he didn’t hold back or keep me waiting. He attacked my clit with a full-on tongue assault, driving me wild beneath him, his fingers thrusting inside me. Sweat gathered at the nape of my neck, and the cable ties dug into my wrists as I twisted beneath his mouth, wanting more and more as he drove me over the edge.
I came with a body-quaking rush, the world spinning around me as I squeezed my thighs hard against the sides of his head, his stubble digging into my skin and heightening the sensations. The bed covers dampened beneath me, whether from sweat or my own moisture, I didn’t know.
‘There you go, darling. That’s it. You ride my fingers until you’re spent.’
Before I’d had the chance to recover, he was on his feet, pushing his hands roughly against my thighs, pinning me back into the bed as he slid into me. He didn’t hold back, fucking me with punishingly hard thrusts, his cock disappearing into me with each solid piston of his hips.
‘Oh my god,’ I squealed as he used his forearms to crush my legs back against the bed, his hands looping behind my neck and forcing me to look at his dick claiming me.
‘Look how red your cunt is. Swollen, wet, and covered in my saliva. This is how you should be. Spread around my dick.’ It felt like he was going to split me in two, my pussy lips flaring with each harsh thrust. This wasn’t sex. It was pure, lust-driven fucking. His eyes darkened as I met them, his lips crushing against mine as he slowed his thrusts, each one ending with a twist of his hips that made me whimper.
‘You feel so fucking good, Esther. I want to fill you up and watch as my cum drips from your well fucked cunt. But you haven’t earned that. Not yet.’ His voice was deep and growly, laced with desire.
‘Please,’ I groaned, wanting him to keep going. When he pulled out, I let out a string of curse words as he laughed.
‘Never would I have dreamed about seeing you like this. Seeing you so desperate for a good dicking. You are a fucking delight, Princess.’
Then his hot mouth was back on me, dragging another orgasm from me, whether or not I wanted it. When I came writhing amongst the sheets and screaming his name, I was sure he’d be done.
He wasn’t.
He kept going, alternating between filling me with his dick and fucking me harder than I could have imagined possible, his hands in my hair or pressing against my throat as he ripped orgasm after orgasm from me before soothing my swollen, too-sensitive pussy with his tongue until I stumbled toward orgasm time and time again.
