Page 55 of His to Possess
I make a tsking noise as I bring my mouth down to her chest. “You need to learn not to argue with me. Not in this bed, anyhow.” Then I encircle her hardened nipple with my lips and give a good hard suck.
She gasps, arching her back, and the sound goes straight to my cock. Holy hell, I haven’t felt like this since I was a teenager. I feel like I could come right now, just from tasting her. “Has anyone ever done this to you?” I growl against her skin, loving the way she shivers when the warmth of my breath dances over her nipple. “Anyone ever seen these tits, baby?”
“No,” she moans, arching her back a little more, trying to draw my lips back to her breasts.
“You like this,” I murmur, then suck her nipple back into my mouth, harder this time. I add the slightest hint of my teeth and her gasping moan makes me want to explode. She brings her hands to my head, cradling me against her breasts, trying to keep me in place.
I release her hard peak with a wet pop and stare up at her. “Hands off.”
“I…what?” she asks, breathless and lost in the haze of her lust.
I climb to my knees and grab her hands, pulling them over her head. I bend her fingers around the rungs in the headboard. “Don’t move.”
Her eyes widen a little as my purpose becomes clear. “Oh.”
I smirk. “Yeah,oh. You keep your hands right there or I’ll tie them. Got it?”
She nods, eyes glassy with desire. Fuck. I want her to like this part,needher to like it. If she isn’t interested in playing by my rules, in exploring this lifestyle, I have no idea what I’m going to do.
I take out my worry on her tits, kneading and sucking and biting until she’s writhing on the bed. She never drops her hands though, and for that, I’m going to reward her.
I slide down her body until I’m between her legs. I can see how wet her pussy is even through her panties—she’s soaked the lace straight through. “God damn it,” I growl low in my throat. I want too much all at once and it’s making me feel crazy.
With one savage yank, I have the lace pulled to the side, revealing her pink sweetness to me. “Fuck, love,” I mutter, my cock throbbing against the mattress. “So fucking pretty.”
It hits me suddenly, the fact that I’m the only man to have ever seen this pussy. The thought fills me with a savage kind of triumph.Mine, my blood roars.
“I’m going to taste you now,” I murmur, between kisses against her silky inner thigh. “You ready for me?”
“God, yes.” There’s a pause and something draws my gaze up to capture hers. She stares down at me, eyes darker than I’ve ever seen them, chest heaving with gasping breaths. “Please, sir,” she adds in a softer voice, and the entire room flashes white hot around me.
Sir. She fucking called me sir. Nothing in my life has ever sounded better, more right. I don’t know if she said it to please me or out of curiosity, but I don’t really give a shit. I want her saying it for the rest of the day. Want to hear her screaming it while I pound into her.
I attack her cunt with my lips and tongue, groaning at the taste of her. She groans too, a long drawn out sound that goes straight to my gut. “So fucking good, love.”
But it’s not enough. I feel like I’ll never get close enough to her, no matter how hard I try. I slip my hands under her, squeezing her ass as I pull her body closer to mine, needing to feast on my girl.
“Philip,” she gasps, hips writhing. “Oh my god, Philip.”
I drag my mouth away long enough to issue another command. “Not Philip.”
“Sir!” she half sobs, half yells.
It takes me about thirty seconds to make her come. I can feel it before it happens, the way her thrashing gets more intense, her thighs tensing up, muscles straining. “Yes,” I encourage her before attacking her clit with the flat of my tongue. “Be a good girl and come for me.”
She screams my name when she comes and it sounds so damn good from her ecstatic lips I’m not even sure I’ll punish her for forgetting to call me sir. Then again, the only thing I want to do more than make her come again is to turn her sweet little ass cherry red.
“Again,” I growl the second I’ve sensed her coming down. “Come again for me, love.”
“Oh, no,” she gasps. “I can’t, Philip.”
“Sir,” I snap, landing a stinging smack on her inner thigh. “And you can if I say you can.”
“Sir,” she cries as I pull her clit into my mouth and give a hard suck. “Oh mygod.”
I spread her legs wider, the heat of her pussy calling to my cock. That first time I’d focused to the sweetness of her lips and the tight little button of her clit, avoiding any penetration, not wanting to hurt her. But now I need to get inside her, even if it’s only with my tongue or my fingers.
“This might sting a little,” I murmur, spreading her lips. Damn, she’s so pink and sweet inside and I can’t wait to—
