“But that doesn’t mean I can’t fill your pussy with a toy while I fuck your mouth to make sure you’re open andalwaysready for me or one of the other Lost Boys, does it?”
“No,” I whimper.
“Right answer, little girl.” He moves faster, his body coming together against mine harshly as his thrusts start to turn erratic. One hand slides between us, his finger on my clit teasingly. “Come for me,” he says, his voice tight. “I want to feel you tighten on my cock.”
I whimper once more, twisting my hands in the sheets as his other hand pins me down in place.
“I won’t tell you again.” The warning in his growling tone isperfect. He doubles down in his efforts, playing with my clit as he fucks me until I can’t keep my sounds of pleasure to myself or his name off my tongue.
I come, my body tensing as I cry out his name and wonder if I’m going to blackout at the sheer pleasure of it, and he’s not far to follow. In seconds he’s gripping my hips again, tightly, holding me perfectly in place so he can empty himself inside my body and justholdhimself there as he breathes in deeply.
“I’m so glad I’m a cheater at our games,” he says, pulling out and helping me to roll over onto my back so he can come down on his hands and knees over me again.
I can’t find it in me to beupsetat him. Not when he looks likethat,and he’s perfect in every way.
He kisses me hard, my hands going up to thread in his hair so I can pull him down to me until our bodies are pressed together.
“Because I really don’t want to let you go home,” he adds with a chuckle and rolls over onto his side, keeping me pressed to him. “But maybe in a few days, I’ll be willing to let you walk out the door. That’s fair, right?”
“I have to work soon,” I point out, unable to keep the grin off my face as I kiss him again. The afterglow of my orgasm is an amazing thing, and I love the warmth of his body and the way his fingers skim down my side as he grins.
“Call in sick. Say you’re out of town. Say you’re tied up?” His grin darkens. “That won’t even be a lie. I’dloveto tie you up in the morning, Wendy Darling.”
“Feed me first,” I laugh. “And I get at least three hours of PS5 time a day if that’s the direction you’re going with this.”
“You’llearnwhatever I give you,” he replies, the purr back in his voice. “But being you, that won’t be hard. Since you’re so perfect at taking everything I do to you already.”
“Also, I’m going to make you admit that youloveit when I get the last word,” I say after a moment’s contemplation. “Because you know you do.”
“Sure,” Cyril shrugs, his hand gripping my ass as he slots one thigh between mine. “As soon as you admit how much you love me punishing you for it, Wendy Darling.”