“Like you can’t fucking wait to devour me.”
She licked her lips at that. “Maybe I can’t.”
“Fuck,” I gritted out, and she laughed seductively.
I quickly removed the rest of my clothing and climbed onto the bed.
I reached over and slapped her nipple.
She gasped and tried to move away from me.
I pinched the rigid peak and held her still, watching in fascination as her face contorted in pain and pleasure.
She didn’t try to get away from me.
Bianca really was fucking perfect for me.
She fucking loved it when I hurt her, when I didn’t treat her like she was made of glass, and I fucking loved playing rough with her.
I twisted her nipple, and she reached her hand up and placed it on top of mine, but she didn’t pull away.
I kissed her.
“Do you fucking like it when I hurt you?” I asked against her lips.
She moaned and nodded.
“Fuck me, baby, but are you wet because I abused this pretty little nipple?”
I tugged on it harshly, and she let out a hiss of pain before nodding again.
Hell.
If I didn’t fuck her soon, I was gonna fucking come on her body, and that would just be a fucking waste.
I grabbed myself, harshly stroking up and down my length and squeezing the purple tip with my hand.
She watched me intently.
I grabbed a fistful of her hair. “You’re gonna fuck me with that sexy mouth of yours, aren’t you?”
Wild, dilated eyes looked at me, and she nodded. I tapped the tip of my dick against her mouth, and she whimpered.
“Open.”
And like the good girl that she was, she opened her mouth for me without hesitation.
I pushed deep inside her until the tip of my dick touched the back of her throat. She gagged a little before adjusting to my size, then she sucked.
Fuck.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I fucked her hot little mouth, loving the sound she made and the fucking way her tongue came out to play—almost as if she couldn’t get enough of the taste of me.
I reached over and played with her nipple as I increased my pace, fucking her harder. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, and she grabbed the back of my thighs, trying to keep her balance.
I looked down at her lying there, and for a moment, nothing else existed. Nothing else mattered.
Fuck me.