Page 7 of Taking a Tumble
“That’s right,” he continues, “I can smell how aroused you are. Howfrustratedyou are. And how so very wet you are.”
I shoot him a wide-eyed glare. I thought Kaz’ron was a nice male. Turns out he’s actually a teasing asshole. One I am going to jump as soon as we cross my threshold.
We reach my door and my hands shake as I fumble the keys, attempting to get the right one in the lock. It doesn’t help that my demon is peppering kisses along my nape, his body pushed against my back.
Finally managing to get it open and push through, Kaz’ron is on me in an instant. He whirls me around and slams my back against my now closed door, immediately crushing his lips to mine in a brutal kiss. We’re both frantic, out of our minds with lust, and lacking the finesse you’d usually try to show on a first date. No, it’s sloppy, and wet, andhot.
“Fuck, Tabi. I’ve wanted you for so long,” Kaz admits against my lips in between kisses. He moves to my neck as I answer.
“Y-you have? Why didn’t you say something? Oh, gods!” I moan when Kaz traces his tongue around my earlobe and punctuates it with a sharp nip, his hips thrusting against mine.
He doesn’t answer right away, instead kissing his way down my body, dragging his tongue across my cleavage. My back arches, pushing my breasts into his eager palms as he traces the hem of my romper, teasing like he may pull it down and give me what I so desperately want.
“You are so out of my league it isn’t funny,” Kaz says. “But I’m also not stupid, so if you give me a chance to please you,I’m going to take it.Holy Fuck.” He curses when he finally frees my breasts and sees them bare. His eyes are locked onto my piercings, the bars through my nipples are easy to see with how hard they are.
His fingers graze each one, tentatively at first, until he hears my moans of pleasure when he tugs slightly. Suddenly he’s bent down, taking one nipple into his mouth and laving the piercing with his tongue. He rolls it and then nips it between his teeth, and I’m making noises I’m sure will embarrass me later, but right now I can’t be bothered to care.
“Never played with something like these before.” Both hands knead and play with my tits as he stares into my eyes with his dark, heated gaze. “Can you come just from nipple play?”
“I-I haven’t before.” I admit.
Kaz’s smile turns predatory. “We’ll have to test that theory later. Right now,” Kaz puts his shoulder against my middle and hauls me over it before I realize what’s happening. “It’s time to mete out that punishment you earned.”
He carries me to my bedroom, putting me down so we are both standing at the foot of the bed. He kisses me again, his hands wandering my body, reaching my ass and sliding under the fabric of my romper to squeeze the globes roughly.
“Bend over the bed, troublemaker.”
I comply immediately, laying my top half on the soft surface, presenting my ass to my demon. He runs his hands along my back and up my thighs, searching for a way to gain access to my skin. He tries pulling the legs of the romper up, but they won’t go high enough. When he can’t find a waistband or zipper, he growls in frustration.
“How the fuck do you get this contraption off? If you don’t want me to tear it, I’m gonna need your help.” He gripes.
As hot as it is in my smut books when the main character’s clothes are ripped off in a fit of passion, I like this outfit andit seems like it’d kill the mood. Giggling as I stand, I slide the straps over my arms and shimmy the whole thing down over my hips, leaving it to pool at the ground by my feet. Before Kaz asks again, I dutifully lay back over the bed, resuming my previous position.
Kaz groans, his hand finally stroking bare skin. “Have you ever been spanked before?”
“Yes.” I whimper.
“Did you like it?” he asks.
“Yes.”
Without any more conversation, a hand slaps my cheek, leaving behind a pleasant burn after the initial sting. Kaz leans over my back until his mouth is at my ear. “Okay?”
It’s sweet he’s checking in, but this demon has no idea how not vanilla I am. This is more than okay. I nod, simply answering with, “more.”
“Give me a color. Green if you’re good, yellow if you need me to slow down, red if you need me to stop,” he says, then peppers my ass with two more slaps for good measure.
“I didn’t expect you to be so kinky—ah!” I cry out when he smacks me several times in quick succession, not as hard, but enough to make me pay attention. Then he’s soothing the sting with his palms, pulling apart my asscheeks to see me dripping onto the bed.
“You do like this, don’t you?” he murmurs. Then he’s on me like a starved man. He licks my slit, shoving his tongue into my core, then circling my clit. My fists grip the sheets in surprise and pleasure. The sounds echoing in the room are obscene, my body beginning to tingle as it climbs toward the peak.
Two thick fingers push into me and pump against my g-spot, making my legs tremble as I moan his name. Then Kaz wraps his lips around my clit and sucks. That sends me over theedge, screaming his name and pushing back against his face and fingers, riding out my orgasm.
Kaz slips his fingers from my pussy and gently rolls me to my back as I come down from my high. My eyelids are heavy, my body sated like never before. I blink up at him sleepily when he shifts my body up the bed and under the covers.
“What about you?” I ask guiltily. I am exhausted after he ripped that epic orgasm from my body, but I can’t leave him hanging out to dry.
Kaz kisses me gently. “Trust me, I enjoyed that as much as you did.”
