Page 140 of 'Tis the season of Wicked Deeds

She stifles her smile, trying to stay stern.

“Just for that, you don’t get to come,” she declares, cupping her tits and rolling her nipples enticingly. “And you sure as hell don’t get to fuck my pussy.”

My cock weeps at her punishing rules.

Surely, she doesn’t mean that.

It must show in my expression because she smirks. “No fucking tonight, King.”

I take back my statement.

Being in control is the best.

“If I beg?” I counter, fighting not to stare at her chest when she pinches her nipples and lets out a soft noise.

“Oh, youwillbeg,” she hums deviously and takes my cock in her little fist. Stroking me perfectly from root to tip, she squeezes the crown until I groan roughly. “It’s a matter of when, not if.”

Pumping me slowly, she bends down and rolls her tongue around my nipple before sucking it into her mouth. Sliding to the other, she blows on it before biting down lightly.

“Fuck!” I bark.

I feel her smile against my skin before soothing the sting with a kiss. Her rhythm, however, never falters, threatening to make me come as her mouth moves lower, licking and tasting my abs.

“I love your body, King,” she praises, worshipping me with her tongue and marking my sweat-slick skin with her teeth. “Sohard and big everywhere. I can’t get enough. And your tattoos, they drive me crazy.”

“You’re driving me crazy right now, little vixen,” I grunt, raising my hips to thrust my cock in her fist. “And I thought you didn’t want to let me come.”

“I don’t.” Her tongue trails a wet path up to my mouth. I suck when she pushes it between my lips and kiss her hard. Like a savage, I bite on her bottom lip and pull until she whimpers.

“Then you better slow down before I do.”

“Look who’s being a good boy.”

“Only for you.”

After another wet kiss, she slides down my bound body and sends a zap straight to my balls by taking my shaft in her throat.

“Jesus!” I’ve turned her into a monster. Sparks of pleasure burst behind my eyes as she blows me with an eager mouth. A deep suck as I hit the back of her throat makes me shout, “You dirty fucking whore.”

I thrust up while tilting my face to watch her head bob up and down my dick.

“Take it,” I grunt. “Show me who this cock belongs to.”

Just as my balls pull taut, she frees my erection with a pop. A line of spit stretches between her lips and my crown. She swallows it and the carnal look she gives tells me she’s nowhere done torturing me until I beg.

“Spread your legs, King,” she orders with a dirty glint in her eye.

I throb in response. “Why?”

“I want to taste you everywhere too,” she confesses without a hint of shyness.

“Tell me exactly where.”

She flushes red and it’s a magnificent sight. I don’t expect her to say it, but she shocks me into silence.

“I want to lick your ass, King.”

I’m completely blown away by the siren she’s turned into tonight. Without a word, I part my thighs and bare myself to her. I guess I’m willing to try anything for her. No limits. Every inch of me is hers just like hers is mine.

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