His hand in my hair grows tighter, and my tongue darts out, brushing the head of his cock as I get my first taste of him. I close my eyes for a moment, enjoying this way too much.
“Open.” I part my lips for him. I lift my hands to grab him. “No. Hands to yourself. I’m going to fuck your mouth and you’re going to let me. You’re going to apologize on your knees for running from me. Do you understand?” I try and nod my head, but his hold on my hair doesn't let me. “You answer me by opening your mouth wider so I can fit more of me in your mouth.” I open my mouth more, feeling like I’m going to come out of my skin with need. I don’t know what I want more. Him in my mouth or his fingers between my legs.
“That’s my good girl, pixie.” He pushes the head of his cock between my lips. A groan comes from him as he starts to pump in and out of my mouth. He doesn't let me move as he thrusts in and out, taking what he wants.
I begin to reach down to give myself some relief between my legs.
“Don’t touch that pussy, pixie. You keep those hands behind your back. I’ll be the only one making you come and you’ll wait. Just like you’ve made me wait to have what belongs to me.” He thrusts into my mouth a few more times before he pulls back, causing him to slip from my mouth. Before I realize it, he’s lifting me from my knees and tossing me onto his massive bed. He doesn’t follow me onto it but stands at the edge watching me.
“Spread those beautiful thighs for me, pixie. Let me see what's mine.” I don’t think it's possible for him to turn me on any more at this point. “I’m going to make it so good for you that you’ll never want to run again. You’re mine, pixie.” I was wrong. I never should have left him. I am his. My whole body is screaming it.
“Please, Tomas,” I beg, spreading my thighs wide for him. “It hurts. You said you’d never hurt me.” A string of curses leave him as he reaches for me. He grabs me by the hips, pulling me to the side of the bed as he towers over me. His hand is on his cock as he jerks himself off while staring at me.
“Show me where it hurts.” I reach between my legs hurriedly, spreading the lips of my sex. “You’re soaking wet.”
I nod in agreement. I am so wet.
“Tomas.” I lift my hips. My body wants to be close to him. Hell, I need to be closer to him. He keeps working his cock, making me watch as he pleasures himself.
“Don’t move,” he grits out as he picks up speed until a loud groan comes from him. Cum shoots from him, landing on my stomach. I watch as it trickles down. The sight is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I’m not sure how much more I can take. Before I can beg Tomas to take me, he falls to his knees, burying his face between my legs. The first orgasm is instant. I cry out his name as it overwhelms me.
He doesn't stop. He keeps on licking and sucking me. His finger pushes inside of me as he works me to another orgasm. He pumps in and out of me, another finger entering me as he sucks my clit into his mouth. The second orgasm hits me almost as fast as the first. My legs shake as the pleasure ripples through my body before I melt into the bed. My eyes fall closed. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to move again.
I don’t need to. Tomas lifts me, moving me to the center of the bed. His knees push my thighs back apart to make room for his big body.
“Not done with you.” His mouth comes to mine. His warm breath tickles my skin as I open my eyes to look at him. “I’ll never be done.” He kisses me. I taste myself on his lips before wrapping my arms around him.
“Never be done with me. Promise,” I say when he pulls his mouth from mine. I feel his cock start to push inside of me.
“Promise. You won’t be able to get rid of me, even if you wanted to.” His words should scare me but they do nothing besides turn me on more. I raise my hips, causing him to slip inside of me a little more. My body opens for him but I can tell he’s holding back, waiting for me to adjust. “Pixie.” He groans as I try to move again. “I’m barely holding on here. Trying not to hurt you. You need to adjust to my size. Your cunt is squeezing me so fucking tight.” He pulls back to look at me. His face almost looks pained from trying to maintain his control.