Page 134 of Masked Sins
My mouth pops open, and I suck Orion’s fingers into my mouth. Mixed with the taste of his skin… it’s not bad at all. Swirling my tongue, I watch as he goes slack-jawed.
“That’s it,” he says, voice hoarse. Removing his fingers, he places them against my opening, but he doesn’t push them inside. “You want my mouth on what, Little Dancer?Say. It.”
“My pussy!” I shout, frustrated.
He laughs. “Very good. What else?”
My cheeks are burning. “I want you to make me come with your tongue while your fingers are inside me.”
“Inside what?”
He’s obnoxious.
“My slippery love channel. My sopping wet cunt. My slick canal. I read alotof smutty books, and I can keep going. Take your pick,Master.”
I’m panting by the time his eyes bore into mine, and two fingers slip back into me. “And then what?”
I chew on my lower lip. “And then I want to fuck you.”
“You mean you wantmeto fuckyou.”
I close my eyes. “Yes.”
He scoots down and lowers his head, and before I can protest, his mouth is on me, and his teeth nibble on my piercing, sucking it into his mouth and causing me to groan loudly. My whole body lights up when he does it a second time, his curved fingers slowly working in and out of me.
“You have no idea how much it drives me crazy that you have a clit piercing. I didn’t think you could be more perfect,” he adds, and his praise compliments what he’s doing with his tongue and fingers.
My toes curl when he swipes up and down my slit with his tongue, groaning as he does. I start to jerk erratically, and pulses of pleasure rock through me, getting stronger, and stronger, and stronger.
“Such a pretty little cunt,” he mutters. “Such a perfect fuckhole for me.”
The praise-degradation combo sets me off, and my abdominal muscles squeeze tight as I try to stave it off.
“Oh fuck,” I cry out, squeezing my eyes shut as my orgasm begins to crest?—
He sits up and removes his fingers, and I let out a silent scream as everything dissipates, almost painfully. It feels like someone is stabbing me, and I clench around nothing a couple of times as I pant through the ruined orgasm.
I place my hands over my face as the tingling dissipates. “What the hell, Orion!”
When I lower my hands and open my eyes, he’s looking down at me with flared nostrils. “You will not come without my permission, even when we are together.” His jaw hardens. “Did you read the contract?”
It’s an earnest question, but it only fuels my frustration. “Of course I did! You can’t blame me for forgetting. I was abitdistracted, and I’m new to this, remember?”
His expression doesn’t change, but his eyes have a distinct hardening. “Let’s help you remember then.”
He grabs my legs and pulls me closer, so that my pelvis is raised. Unbuttoning his pants, I watch as he pulls himself out of his pants. My vision goes a bit hazy as he begins to stroke himself.
“Birth control?”
“IUD,” I tell him, excitement flaring through me at the prospect of actually doing this.
“I’m regularly tested. Have you been tested recently?”
My mouth drops open. “Are you seriously askingmeif I?—”
He places a hand over my mouth. “Yes. I’m asking if you’ve been tested recently because I suppose I haven’t made it abundantly clear that I plan to fuck you bare and without a single barrier between us, and it would be irresponsible not to ask you these things as your Dominant.”
After he removes his hand, I swallow once before answering. “I haven’t been with anyone in over three years, and I’ve been tested since then.”
