He smiled. “You’ve not had your pussy licked properly if you don’t like it, and believe me, when I finish with you, you’re going to love it.”
Her hand was covering her mound, and she looked nervous.
Bain slapped her hand, and she let out a little scream. “Trust me. I haven’t killed you, have I? You’re still living and breathing. Trust me. I’m not going to lie to you.”
She glared at him and flopped to the bed.
Come on, Bain. Make her scream her head off.
He eased the lips of her pussy open, and she had a pretty one. Flicking the clit, he heard her cry out, gasping. Bain smiled before sucking that bud into his mouth, using his teeth to create a little bite of pain. He teased her entrance, and then slammed his tongue into her cunt. She tasted so damn good, and he loved the sounds she was making. The little squeals were only making him want to hear more of them. While he fucked her cunt, he caressed her clit with his fingers.
Scarlett writhed on the bed. He saw her hands stretch out, fisting the covers.
“Please, don’t stop,” she said. “It feels so good. Bain!”
Pulling his tongue out of her pussy, he replaced it with his fingers, and then worked on her clit. His cock was swollen with pre-cum soaking the bed where he lay. He wanted so badly to just fuck her hard so that she couldn’t walk straight. Instead, he took his time, drawing her close to the edge of orgasm, only he didn’t allow her to rush over the peak.
“Do you want me to stop? You don’t like a man sucking this pretty pussy.”
“No! Don’t stop, please. I’m so close.”
Running his fingers over her mound, he went back, tasting her once again. This time, he didn’t stop. He kept her poised at the edge, refusing to allow her that tumble into bliss. Every second he spent teasing her, he was determined to get her so addicted to him that she couldn’t walk away.
There’s nowhere else for her to go.
He wanted her here of her own free will. For the first time in his life, he wanted this woman. She was the precious gift that he had been given, and he intended to cherish her always. All of his life he had never wanted anything at all. He’d never cared for material shit. He did what he was good at, living life and waiting for death. He wouldn’t go willingly, and for the first time in his long, miserable existence, he wanted something more than anything else in the world. He wanted Scarlett to belong to him, to claim her as his own, to possess her, and in return she could have him.
“Bain! Bain!” She screamed his name as he thrust her over the edge, and he sucked on her clit, flicking his tongue back and forth as he did. At the same time, his fingers were thrusting inside her tightening pussy. Her back arched, her nipples tightened, and a beautiful flush covered her chest as she shattered apart.
Only when the final aftershocks of her orgasm had ceased did he release her. He moved up her body, licking her excess cream from his face, knowing he would love nothing more than to continue licking her cunt all night long.
Scarlett opened her eyes, and he loved the look of shock in her eyes.
“Do you like having your pussy licked?”
She groaned, covering her face.
He eased her hands away and stared down into her face. Pressing a gentle kiss to her lips, he started to climb off her.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I wanted to give you pleasure.”
She shook her head and glanced down at his hard cock. “I want you, Bain. This wasn’t just about me. I want you. Downstairs, I wanted you inside me.” She sat up and moved toward him, her hand circling his cock as she ran it up and down his length. She touched his cheek and kissed him back. “I want you to have the same pleasure that I had.”
When she made to wrap her lips around his length, he stopped her and shook his head. “I want to be inside you.” He moved her hand away and claimed her lips before she could say anything. Pushing her back to the bed, he was kind of in a surreal moment as she lay against his pillows. Her hair fanned out on his bed. She was like the dream woman he had been waiting a long time for, never expecting to have.
Reaching into his drawer beside his bed, he retrieved a condom and tore open the packet. He’d always kept condoms on hand, just in case. Rolling the latex over his dick, he moved between her thighs. Compared to him she was so much smaller, and he wasn’t a small man. He knew how to use his dick, and she was soaking wet. Her orgasm would make it easy for him to take her.
Easing the tip of his cock at her entrance, he began to slide inside her, inch by glorious inch. Her tight pussy sucked him in, and he gripped her hips, watching his cock work inside her body. She was so beautiful to him, and he wanted to keep her, and protect her, and damn it, love her.
He was a cold, hard killer, and he wanted to be the right man for her.
With his grip on her hips, he plunged the last couple of inches, and they both cried out together. Her pussy squeezed his cock.
“You feel amazing,” she said. “You’re so big.”
He released her hips and held her hands, pinning them to the bed. Right now, he was unravelling, and he didn’t fucking understand it. Never had he been so consumed, so needy. Scarlett heightened that. She was making him feel, making him want something that he thought had been denied him so long ago.