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I can tell he wants me… Wants to toy with me… I have never known myself to enjoy degradation, but I feel like a dirty little whore who deserves punishment in this moment.
“So. What’s it gonna be, princess?” Tanner prompts, his husky voice wetting my already slippery folds with fresh juices.
I struggle with myself, but I know it is a losing battle.
“Make me cum,” I say, letting go of my shame. “Please.”
“Your wish is my command.”
He slowly moves the sheet that barely conceals any part of me and pulls me to the edge of the bed. He kneels in front of me and looks up with a grin, spreading me apart with his warm fingers.
My God, it's happening!
“So pretty.”
A strangled gasp escapes my lips from his words and hands as I throw my head back in desperate need. My breath becomes harder to catch by the second, and I find myself biting erotically on my lower lip.
He slides a finger inside me, gradually pushing deeper, easing it in until there’s no more to take. He looks up at me with a teasing glance.
“Maybe I should use two fingers, since you were ready to impale yourself on my cucumber only seconds ago.” He licks his lips. “Besides, you're so slippery already.”
“Oh, fuck you, Tanner.” I glare at him, struggling to keep my cool and hide my shuddering voice, but my words cut off in a moan ashe slides in a second finger and curls it, slowly pushing it in and out of me. My eyes slowly roll back in ecstasy as pleasure bursts from my core, weakening my spine and making my legs weak.
His pace increases as his countenance sets in concentration.
My hands tighten around the sheets, my teeth set as I refuse to moan his name. The longer his fingers remain inside me, gliding in my wetness, the more difficult it is to stay composed. My defenses are breaking. I can feel the pleasure he brings like poison, slowly moving through my system. I shut my eyes in a bid to hold in the loud moan that is threatening to burst out of me.
“You can let go now,” he says, without taking his eyes off my face. The words came out as though he actually read my mind. It is palpable that he enjoys the expression I wear while struggling not to scream out.
That shit is fucking hot and he obviously likes it. “I know you want to moan until you scream the roof down. No one will know how much of a dirty girl you are.” A grin plays at the corners of his lips.
I roll my eyes, ignoring the teasing glint in his eyes. “Fuck you, Tanner.” I squeeze the sheets tightly.
He smiles wider instead. “I’m sure you wish to do so. Too bad the little princess won’t be getting what she wants today.”
I bite my lower lip.His words shouldn’t bring so much pleasure. But they do.
Despite the crisis welling in me, my clit throbs and pressure builds inside me. I instantly fling a hand to my lips and pushback the impending outburst. My legs begin to subtly tremble as his middle finger reaches deep inside me. I can swear that he's doing the beckoning gesture, with his fingertip caressing my G-spot.
“You dirty little slut!” He slaps my left thigh, forcing me to wince pleasurably. His demeaning words sound so hot and sexy right now, and I'm tempted to agree to being what he's calling me.
I'm going crazy from the way his middle finger beckons my G-spot to cum while simultaneously using his thumb to gently rub my throbbing clit. I'll eventually lose this battle, that's for sure, because I can't hold it any longer. A part of me loves the feeling of keeping it all in; it's euphoric, sensual. Maybe I'm saving it so when I do let go, it'll be worth it.
“You like that?” he asks, and I didn't realize until now that I had immediately nodded as quickly as the words came out of his mouth. Speaking of, I wish that mouth would be put to better use than talking. I'm yearning for him, and he knows it.
“Would you like me to stop?” he teases with a smile. Clearly, he enjoys torturing me.
I shake my head as he increases the speed of the movements of his fingers.
Don't you fucking stop!I yell in my mind, meaning every word. I can feel that I'm about to cum, the tingling inside me is on the verge of an explosion. Yes, any minute now, if he'll just keep going.
My legs are shaking, my mouth is covered by one hand while the other is tugging against the sheets. Then he says something thatshocks me and at the same time sends me diving into the sea of ecstasy.
“You wish all three of us were here, don't you?”
“Huh?” His question catches me off guard, but I am not going to be distracted, not now.
“You wish you could get fucked by all of us right now.” He isn't asking this time; he's blurting out what he thinks to be true.
