A tremor whispered through her, and I watched as her bound body responded to a stimulus I rarely gave her.
When my hand struck her sit spot, she yowled.
"That’s for sassing me this morning," I told her calmly.
She scowled at me.
Gracing her with another spank, I watched as her nostrils flared as she sucked down a breath.
"Did you know there’s something infinitely satisfying about mussing you up?" She swallowed at my words. "You’re always so fucking put together. I could parade you on a catwalk—that’s how pristine you are. And whenever you’re at your most beautiful, I think of you like this. Gagging on my dick, your eyes wet. Your cunt dripping." I sucked in a breath that I released noisily. "Your face and chest bright pink, sweaty, eyes glazed, pussy lips spread wide around my cock.
"Your ass gaping as I pull out of it to jack off over your back, thighs trembling from the position I put you in...
"Yeah, this is how I picture you. Not all neat and beautiful. That’s the woman on my arm. This is you in my fucking bedroom.
"This is where I’d keep you all the time if I could, but where would the fun be in that? How could you sass me by telling me to go fuck myself when I say that you need to take a nap andnotwork yourself ragged, hmm?"
Her words were too garbled to understand.
"Too late for words, baby. Action’s what’s required." I patted her pussy, dragging my fingers against her slit then pumping two into her. "You thought I’d fuck you to help you sleep without showing you how wrong you were to sass me?" I tutted. "Oh, ye of little faith, Savannah."
She released a screech that sounded through the gag as I twisted my hand and raked down against her happy spot.
The spongy flesh beckoned me and I rubbed it until her thighs were quaking much as I'd described, her eyes were both glazedandwet, and she was one big quake as I took her close to the edge.
"Aidan," she mangled. "Please."
It was somehow hotter that it came out as ‘pease.’
My fingers slowed down as I pulled them out, flicking them so that her cum flecked the backs of her thighs.
"Still no puddle."
I leaned down over her and set my tongue to work. She howled, her ass tipping high as she tried to knock me off, but she was pinned down and the only place she could wriggle was left or right.
I grabbed her hips and held her firmly as I tongued her slit then focused on her clit.
Sucking down, I alternated between soft flicks of my tongue and fast ones that had her mewling behind her gag.
I didn’t stop until the moans she released went from intermittent to one long, low groan and that was when I slid my fingers into her slit again.
They returned to the earlier scene of the crime—her G-spot—and this time, I doubled down on my efforts until I pulled back.
The short, intense burst of her cum squirted forth, landing on the sheets. My fingers moved faster, raked harder. Another burst. Then one more.
And throughout it, she screamed and pleaded and begged and squirmed until she was panting from exhaustion.
That was when I slipped my cock into her.
Her pussy fought me inch for fucking inch, but goddammit, it felt good.
I leaned over her, resting my weight on her thighs, and I circled her lips with my tongue. Her eyes were so pretty, pleading with me to stop, to start, to fuck her, to leave her alone, that I stared straight into them as I took what I wanted.
Her cunt clamped down around me every time, and sweat soon beaded my temples as I reached up and did something I’d never done before...
Placing a hand over her nose and mouth, I whispered, "You are mine, Savvie. I will protect you. I will watch out for you. I will make sure you’re safe and well. I will check you sleep enough and that you eat." Her head rocked back as she tried to breathe. "I will always give you what you need. Even air…"
Fucking her faster, I maintained that connected glance, watching her pupils turn to pinpricks, and I held it.