I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I thrust inside, my chest tightening from the anticipation of burying myself into her wetness. The way she arched her back, shifting backward and forward was almost too much for the savage inside of me to take. My breathing had become labored, so much so my muscles tensed. I was given a delightful gift only minutes later when her fingers tightened around the comforter, a blissful smile crossing her sweet face.
I was already bringing her to an orgasm. She was like a perfect flower, finally opening to the sun. I snarled inwardly from the poetic thought, shoving it aside for now. As I slipped my other hand under her shirt, she issued a tiny mew. With a few more strokes of my hand against her pussy, I could tell she was close. Curling my fingers, I shifted the angle of my hand and almost immediately her body reacted, tensing at first, her breathing ragged.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.” She sucked on her bottom lip, the slight action more provocative than anything else she’d done. But it was also adorable because she had no idea what kind of power she had in the flash of her eyes and the cutting words dripping from her mouth. No woman had defied me so blatantly.
And that made my hunger that much more intense.
I was mesmerized by her beauty and the way she was reacting. I wouldn’t be able to get enough of this woman. When she threw her head back, I pressed my thumb against her small asshole, pushing it just inside.
The lovely Candy didn’t need any further encouragement. As hard as she tried to keep from exclaiming, she failed, her glorious whimper floating toward the high ceiling. I was even more delighted when the single climax erupted into another, her entire body trembling.
She had no idea what kind of powerful hold she had over me. I could do this for days without a break. When she stopped trembling, I returned to the bed, easing my arm around her head, brushing my slickened fingers back and forth across her tight lips. While she didn’t fight me when I pushed them inside her mouth, I could tell by her clawed hands that she was angry with herself for letting go even for that long.
I pushed the strings of hair away from her face, lowering my head until I was able to press a series of kisses against her skin. As I dragged my tongue toward her ear, she laughed softly as if I’d tickled her.
“Now, I think you understand that we are good together, moy malen’kiy ognennyy shar. I’m going to enjoy fucking you.”
“This can’t… I mean you are… I don’t know you.”
“Mmm… That’s about to change and all for the better. What I just gave you was a mere taste. Soon, you’ll be spiraling out of control.”
“I’m a good girl.”
“I’m certain you are, but there’s nothing wrong with embracing your bad side, now is there? Life is all about taking chances. I sense that’s how you’ve wanted to be but felt strangled by a fake requirement to follow the rules. Yes?” Before she had a chance to respond, I turned her over onto her back, remaining aloft as I peered down.
Seeing her long hair splayed out across the dark purple comforter, my balls ached to the point of sheer agony.
“Maybe,” she whispered, trying to look away.
I gently pulled her chin back to center. “My little rebel, you never have to look away. Answer me.”
“It’s what I was taught.”
“Understood; however, tonight is about taking what you want. Do you think you can do that?”
She seemed tentative at first, but finally pressed the heels of her hands against my chest, using her fingers to caress my skin. As her eyes darted back and forth, I realized I was smiling all over again. She had that kind of effect on me, providing a sense of joy where I’d had none for as long as I could remember.
No one would dare try to take her away from me. They wouldn’t be that stupid.
Her breathing still skipping, she traced the ink from my neck down my right arm, her small tongue darting out several times. Whether it was another nervous gesture or not, it was driving me closer to the edge of rationality.
I lifted one of her arms over her head then the other, easily able to wrap my fingers around her small wrists. She arched her back immediately, which put strain on the tight tee shirt. I raked my gaze down from her face, savoring every minute of the way her body responded.
She chewed on her inner lip as I crowded between her legs, fanning my fingers then pulling them down her face, the tips barely touching. She never blinked as I continued crawling my hand down further, swirling the tip of my index finger around one taut nipple. When I shifted to the other, taking my time flicking it back and forth before pinching it between my thumb and forefinger, she twisted her head away, panting.
I eased my finger under her chin, slowly turning it until she was forced once again to look into my eyes. “Don’t look away from me, beauty,” I commanded, issuing a hearty growl after saying the words. Her expression of defiance continued to excite me. I never wanted to drive the spunk and fire from her.
I lowered my head, blowing across her jaw before capturing her mouth. Her lips were tight as they’d been before, refusing to allow my tongue entrance. But as I gently teased open her mouth, keeping the moment of intimacy soft and sensitive, I felt her entire body relax, allowing her lips to part.
The taste of her from before hadn’t been nearly as sweet. As I swept my tongue inside, I was reminded of juicy cherries as they popped inside my mouth. She was so damn delicate, the aura of innocence about her entirely different than I was used to. I could kiss her for hours, which certainly wasn’t like me.
I allowed the kiss to continue, even though I was losing control. When I finally let go of her wrists, I was certain she’d claw my skin. Instead, she slipped her hand over my shoulder, dangling her fingers.
As I pulled away, I gave her a stern glare before rising off the bed. “Stay right there.”
“What if I don’t?”
I shot her a look, taking exaggerated deep breaths. “Then you won’t like the consequences.”