Page 33 of Masked

She cried out when he circled her clit.

“Should I fuck you right here in front of this window?”

Reva never expected that something like this would turn her on. But suddenly she was dying for him to fuck her in front of the window.

“Tell me you want it, Reva.”

“I want it, Sir,” she whispered.

He jerked her hips backward, stretching her arms further.

He knelt behind her and to her horror—or delight, she wasn’t sure which—he spit on her pussy and rubbed it all over her clit. Her face grew hot, and she longed to press it against the cool glass again.

“I think you need to ask for it properly.”

She whimpered, unsure of what she was supposed to say. Cool air fluttered over her pussy just before his hand landed hard against her sensitive folds. “Do as you’re told, Reva.”

“Will you please fuck me in front of the window?” she asked, her voice quiet and shaky.

He stood, and she watched his reflection in the glass go back to the dresser where he’d pulled out her pajamas.

Fuck. He pulled out her vibrating dildo. She’d forgotten that’s where she stashed it.

“Oh? You thought I was going to fuck you with my cock?” His laugh was almost mean as he came to stand on her left side.

He spat on the dildo and held it to her lips. “Open.”

She did as she was told and he roughly fucked her mouth with the toy for several seconds before he moved behind her again and pushed it against her opening.

“You have to earn my cock by proving to me you can be a good little slut. Once you’ve done that, we’ll talk about which hole deserves my cock the most.”

She did gasp at that. Never in all the time she knew him did she suspect Noah had this side to him, and she certainly never expected him to have such a filthy mouth.

The toy slid easily inside her, and he eased it in and out for several slow seconds before he finally picked up the pace and began truly fucking her.

She cried out and wriggled her hips, still trying to keep her hands on the window even though the awkward angle was making them ache.

Reva had never wanted to please anyone more than she wanted to please Noah in this moment.

“This little cunt is tight. My cock is going to hurt,” he said, almost to himself.

But it made her clench around the toy, and she knew an orgasm was close.

Just as she was about to go over, he pulled the dildo free and brought it to her lips again. “Stand up and clean this with your mouth.

She stood and started to turn. His hand landed against her cheek. The slap wasn’t hard. It didn’t even move her head. But it shocked her, and she just stared at him.

“On a scale of one to ten how much wetter did your cunt get when I slapped you?” he asked, still holding the dildo out to her.

“I… don’t… You… a six at least,” she finally said. “Possibly even an eight.”

He chuckled. “I figured as much. Face the window, keep your legs spread and clean your cunt off this toy.”

Her chest rose and fell in rapid, erratic motion as she took the dildo with trembling fingers and faced the window once again.

She licked the dildo tentatively, unsure of what she would taste like. It wasn’t quite what she was expecting.

He fisted a hand in her hair and pulled her head back. “Come on, little slut. At least act like you’ve sucked a cock before.”

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