Page 50 of Serpent & Saviors

“No disassociating. It’s unnecessary. If you don’t want to play—”

“I do,” she panted, arousal filling her eyes.

“Then don’t look away from me again. When we play—we stay. Your eyes are to remain on my face. I mean it this time. Now slide those two fingers inside your pretty little pussy and play for me,” I growled.

Without any hesitation, she obeyed. Her top teeth sank into her lower lip as she pressed her fingers inside her tight channel. It did nothing to stifle a sweet groan from slipping free.

“Absolutely wonderful. Look at you. That’s my girl. Slow now. Work them in, feel how soft you are inside. And now out just as slowly.”

Gulping, she complied. “It feels so good.”

Her eyes transfixed me, and with each thrust she went deeper, blinking but not breaking contact. Her hips rocked up to meet the movement of her fingers.

Within seconds she was panting hard and drawing herself closer to coming. My hand snaked out, and I pulled her fingers from her dripping wet cunt. Without a word, I brought them up.

“Have you ever tasted yourself?”

“N-not like this.”

I brought them to her lips, and she parted them, allowing me to put her fingers in her mouth. Then she sucked them back, cleaning them. I yanked them from her mouth and smirked as her eyes grew wide. I trailed them back down her stomach and parted her lips.

Without warning, I pushed them deep inside her, loving the sound of her gasping at the sensation. I thrust them in and out of her, coating them with her juices. She gave a soft, disappointed sigh as I removed them.

“My turn,” I said as I sucked both her fingers into my mouth and groaned.

The taste, combined with the scent of her, was a heady mixture. Once they were clean, I guided her hand back toward her empty pussy.

“Now back at it.”

She nodded and parted her lips, teasing her clit. Her body quivered in response, and she increased the intensity of her touch. I removed my hand and sat back, watching her play with herself.

A fine sheen of perspiration glistened over her body, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. Establishing a rhythm, her hips moved in sync with her fingers. Soon the room filled with the sounds of her pleasure.

“It’s like a goddamn symphony, hearing you moan and sigh for me.”

Her breathing hitched, and her movements became more urgent. Her body was on the precipice, yet she held herself back. Her legs trembled. It was otherworldly witnessing the unbridled passion as it coursed through her body.

“That’s it, keep going. Do you want to come, angel?”

“I want you to make me come. I like it better. Coming is hard for me. I’ve only ever done it solo a few times, and I always ruin them. And never with Cameron, he doesn’t—”

“Understood.” I put my fingers on her lips.

The last thing I wanted her to think about was him. I had a burning urge to erase him from her entire vocabulary.

“Do we have to stop now?” she asked, her eyes filled with sorrow.

“Why would we?” I asked with genuine concern. “I’m pretty creative, and I can think of another way to punish you. So coming is hard for my little angel?”

“Yes, Sir. I didn’t even know I really could with a man…until…”

“Until?” I prodded.

“Until that night with…you.”

I sat back, floored. Warmth spread through my chest, and a grin spread across my face. Say what you will, but damn if that was the best ego boost.

“New game. We’ll start easy. Pick a number between one and ten.”