Page 82 of Born into Darkness

“You do, huh?”

He smiles and finishes off his orange juice. “I do, but make no mistake, sweetheart, you’ll be the sexy one in the short, plaid skirt, and I’ll be the one with the ruler dishing out punishments.”

“I don’t think that’s how it works.” I take the tray and set it aside before he grabs my wrist and pulls me closer.

“It’s how it works for us. You’ll teach, I’ll learn, and my reward will be bending you over, lifting up your tiny skirt, and smacking your ass with a ruler. It’ll be the greatest motivator ever. I already can’t wait to start our lessons.”

I grin and let him pull me closer. He leans back, and I lay between his thighs, being careful to not touch his arm. His left hand reaches up to brush my hair back behind my ear and then grazes his fingers along my cheek.

“Any way I can convince you to sit on my face?”

I laugh and turn my head so I can kiss his palm. “I think we need to wait until you feel better.”

“I’m feeling pretty good right now,” he argues, and gives a soft laugh that I recognize as hisI’m high on painkillerslaugh. His blue-grey eyes look glassy, and when he gives another laugh, I can’t help but join in. Max is adorable when he’s doped up.

“Okay,” he relents. “At least make out with me then. Give me something, baby. I’m dying here.”

I give him a kiss and then sit up so I’m straddling him. “You want me to give you something?”

“God yes,” he groans, running his eyes over me, and not even the drugs can hide how hungry he is. With a grin, I grab the bottom of my shirt and slowly lift it up and off my head. He watches me reach around to unhook my bra, and when it falls down, exposing my breasts to him, he grabs onto my waist and growls, “Talia, lean your sweet ass over and let me suck on those fantastic tits before I lose my goddamn mind.”

Something about this man brings out my bratty side, and when I ignore him and slide my hands up my body to cup my own breasts, his fingers dig into my hip in warning. “These tits?”

The feral look he gives me just eggs me on as I start to massage my breasts, tweaking my own nipples and rocking against his stiffening cock. We both know it’ll be impossible for him to maintain it, not with the drugs he has in his system. It’s here now, though, and I use it with a wild abandon, grinding against him and pinching my nipples hard enough to send a rush of pleasure straight between my legs.

“Such a fucking brat,” he growls, rocking his hips up and pulling another moan from my body. My sleep shorts aren’t much of a barrier, and when the hard length of him rolls along my clit, I throw my head back and moan his name.

He brings his hand between us, pressing his thumb exactly where I need him to and giving me a soft rub.

“Fuck,” I groan, so desperate to come but also fighting the guilt I feel.

“Give me what I want, Talia,” he demands.

When he gives me an even firmer rub, I cave in to his demands and brace one hand by his head as I lean over, hovering my nipple over his waiting mouth. Before he sucks me in, he reaches his hand around to grab onto my ass and says, “Come for me, baby. Let me see you come undone.”

“It’s not fair,” I start to say, but he cuts me off with a soft bite to my aching nipple.

“I fucking need this,” he begs. “Please, baby. Give me this.”

I hear the truth in his words, feel the raw need coming off him in waves, but it’s not for his own pleasure. It’s for mine. His tongue runs over my nipple in a slow, sensual lick that crumbles the very last of my restraint. When I grind harder against him, he digs his fingers into my ass cheek, locking me to him like he’s worried I might change my mind, and then he wraps his lips around me and gives a suck that nearly makes my toes curl.

“Fuck,” I moan, already so close to the breaking point. It’s been too long since I’ve gotten to come, and all that edging has me primed and ready to explode in record time. He licks and sucks on my breast while I rock and grind against him, using his dick to get myself off. Pleasure builds in my core, and right before it hits me full force, I lower my head close to his and whisper that I love him. He groans against my tit, feeling me come undone in his arms. Euphoria consumes me, drowning out everything else, and when I start to come down, he doesn’t let up.

Giving me one last suck, he kisses a line up my chest before softly biting the crook of my neck. “Take off your shorts and sit on my face. Let me clean that messy pussy for you.”

Still drunk on my orgasm, I quickly wiggle out of my shorts and then carefully slide up his body so my knees are on either side of his head and my pussy is hovering over his face while I look down at him.

“My poor girl has been neglected for far too long. Look at how wet you are, baby.” His look is downright ravenous, and I’m already shaking in anticipation. “I bet one orgasm wasn’t enough for you, was it? I bet you’re still aching for another.” He pulls me lower and slowly runs his tongue up my slit. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

“Yes.” I moan, a shiver of pure pleasure running through me when he gently licks and sucks on my overly sensitive skin.

“Let me take care of you,” he murmurs against my pussy. “Let me give you what you need.”

He sinks his tongue into me, making me gasp. My hips instinctively start to rock, and he groans out his appreciation while he fucks me with his tongue. I will never get enough of this man’s mouth. It had felt amazing when he’d eaten me out on the dryer, but there’s something about this position that makes me feel bold and sexy.

I reach down and run my fingers in his hair while he reaches up and cups one of my breasts. His thumb teases my nipple, sending sparks of pleasure all through me, and when he slides his tongue out of me to focus on my clit, I’m more than ready for him. He sucks on my aching flesh and gives my nipple a hard pinch, effortlessly sending me straight into another orgasm. Losing myself to it, I grind against him in a way that should leave me embarrassed, but I’m anything but shy right now. I meet his eyes and work my hips, savoring every drop of pleasure he wants to give me until I’m spent and shaking and so sensitive I start to squirm.

He gentles his touch, covering me in soft licks and kisses, keeping the aftershocks going as I catch my breath.

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