Page 113 of Wicked Spite
“Good.” I smile wickedly. My fingers tremble slightly as I hold the heated pendant, feeling its warmth against my skin.
“Ready for this, Blackwood?” I tease, my voice dripping with seduction.
“Never been more ready, Mrs. Blackwood,” he replies, his eyes locked on mine. “But don’t you think I forgot. Before this night is over, you’re going to cum for me.”
I press the hot metal onto Penn’s shoulder, watching as his muscles tense beneath my touch. He sucks in a sharp breath, but instead of recoiling, a moan escapes his lips. The painseems to morph into pleasure, and I can’t help but be captivated by his reaction.
“Fuck, baby...” he gasps, his voice strained yet filled with desire.
“Feeling good?” I ask, leaning closer, my breath hot against his ear.
“God, yes,” he admits, his voice barely a whisper. “Rae, please...” he groans, the urgency in his voice evident. “I need you. I want to make you cum. Untie me.”
I lean in, pressing my lips against his, tongues desperate for each other. I can’t resist murmuring those three words to the only person I’ve ever said them to in a romantic way.
“I love you,” I confess, the raw emotion in my voice making it crack slightly.
His eyes soften with affection. “I love you too. But if you don’t either sit on my face or untie me, I’m going to burn this whole fucking forest to the ground.”
With one final kiss, I break away from his lips and start untying the ropes around his wrists.
“That’s better,” he groans in relief as the last of the rope gives way and he’s free from his restraints.
In an instant, the roles are reversed. Penn scoops me up in his strong arms and carries me over to our pile of clothes before sitting down on them. He pulls me up his body until my pussy is hovering just above his face.
“You’re such a tease, you know that?” he says, his voice a low growl as he looks up at me, his heated gaze raking over my body.
“Mm... I know,” I purred. “But it’s so damn worth it to see you like this.” Slowly, I lowered myself onto his face, positioning my aching pussy over his warm, waiting mouth.
Penn dives in, flicking his skilled tongue against my clit in circles that make my toes curl.
I moan out loud as he licks me from entrance to clit and back again, teasing and tormenting me in the best way possible. His hands reach up to cup my ass cheeks, squeezing them roughly as he guides me closer to his face.
He’s like a starving man, licking, sucking, biting. He’s giving me as good as I gave him. He knows my body better than I know it myself, and he wants to drag this out a little while longer.
“Please fuck me. Please make me cum,” I’m asking for anything that I think will make him give in. “I want to feel your hot cum filling me.”
“Fuck,” he growls against my pussy, pulling my clit into his mouth and sucking.
“Oh fuck,” I moan, rocking my hips against his face to increase the pressure. He doesn’t disappoint, sucking harder and swirling his tongue in a way that threatens to make my legs give out.
I moan again, unable to control the sounds spilling from my lips as he slides a finger inside of me while continuing to lick and suck on my pussy. The sensations are too much and not enough all at once. “More,” I demand through gritted teeth, needing more of him inside of me.
He complies without hesitation, adding a second finger as he intensifies the pressure of his tongue on my most sensitive spot.
That’s all it takes to push me over the edge. My legs are shaking and he’s still licking me, lapping up every bit of my cum.
My husband doesn’t give me any time to recover before he flips us, so he’s fully on top of me, pushing my legs backand thrusting into me hard and deep, filling me up in one swift motion. I cry out, my fingers clawing at his sweat-soaked skin.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he grunts as his hips slam between my thighs, making me spread them even further. “So fucking tight.”
He fucks me fast and hard; my back is digging into the ground, and I can feel bruises already forming.
“Cum for me, baby. I want to feel that pussy milk my cock,” Penn commands.
His words send me over the edge again. My pussy contracts and spasms around his pistoning length. I cry out his name as pleasure crashes over me.
Penn fucks me through every pulse until suddenly he slams deep. I feel his cock throbbing as he spills inside me, filling me up with his cum.
