Page 139 of 'Tis the season of Wicked Deeds

I narrow my gaze.

She smirks.

“Show me you can listen to my commands, King.” Tightening her grip a little, she taunts, “And I might let you come.”

We both know I’ll make her pay for this in spades come tomorrow.

Right now, it’s all about her heart’s wishes.

If she thinks I’ll go back on my word to be her toy, she’s in for a surprise.

Staring into her lust-drunk eyes, I murmur, “I’ll be your good boy.”

A full-body shudder rocks us both as my words hang in the air between us. I hiss when she scratches her blood-red nails down my clenched abs. This seems to egg her on, because she swirls her hips, forcing my shaft to part her drenched slit.

I fight my restraints when she grinds her ass back and forth, letting out a whimper at the delicious friction. As I drop my stare between her thighs, I see my piercings hitting her clit. It’s not long before my length becomes drenched in her juices.

She notices where my attention is. Inching her free hand to her pussy, she shamelessly opens and exposes herself to my dark gaze. Her hips move faster and harder. “See how soaked I am for you, King. I’m making a mess all over your cock.”

“My favorite kind of mess.”

“Do you want a taste?” She swipes a finger through the wetness.

“Fuck, yeah,” I all but growl.

Leaning over my chest, she brings her wrist closer to my mouth. I part my lips only for the little tease to wrench her finger back and put it in hers. She makes a noise while licking her taste.

“You little brat, let me have a taste.”

Letting the finger go with a pop, she arches a haughty eyebrow. “Beg.”

“Pleasegive me a taste of your arousal, darling,” I rasp in a guttural tone. “In fact, bring that pretty pussy here and let me tongue fuck it…please.”

Need sparks on her face, faltering her tortuously slow grinding on my poor cock that’s begging to sink in her hole. I exhale roughly when Twinkle crawls over my chest and stops to hover right above my face.

Her flesh is a dark pink nectar I want to suck clean. Nothing tastes as divine as her cunt. Spearing her fingers in my hair, she lowers her pussy onto my waiting mouth with a low and husky command. “Lick me good, King.”

I suck her whole pussy between my lips and pull hard until she loudly moans above me. Her tight fuckhole becomes my entire focus and I lick her slit like my life depends on it. I growl in pleasure when she presses harder and rides my face as soon as I bury my tongue inside.

“Yes! Like that! So good,” she chants.

Her thighs close in around my ears when I clamp my teeth on her little bud. She gasps and shouts as I repeatedly flick it while keeping it trapped in my mouth.

“Go slow, King,”

Slow? I’m bloody starving here.

She uselessly tugs at my hair while I roll her clit around my tongue, intent on making her come and bathing my face in her cum. She wrenches her pussy away at the last second and I breathe harshly.

A rosy hue reddens her cheeks as she stares down at me and scolds, “Only good boys get my cum, King.”

I smile deviously.

Fuck! Her bossiness is a rush.

Maybe submitting isn’t so bad.

“Sorry,” I say unapologetically. “My woman tastes good. I got carried away.”

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