Page 21 of Dagger's Property
The fuck is she talking about? She’s not worthless. I move in close, reaching for her chin and forcing her to face me. What I see in her eyes nearly tears me down. She believes all the shithe said to her over the years. It’s there, written thick in those insecurities shining through. She thinks he was right. There’s no way I’m going to sit back and let her believe those lies.
“I need you to remember something, Wyn. Not a goddamn thing that came from his lips was true. That man was sick, and everything he said was from a place of self-deprecation. You aren’t worthless, and if I ever hear you say that again, I will bend you over and spank your sexy ass. Now…” I wrap my arms around her. “You want to repeat the part where you said it was amazing? Because I was sittin’ here thinking you hated me for what I did.”
“Hatedyou?” Her eyes raise. “I woke up to find you gone, Vale. Then you hid out in the garage all day trying to avoid me. Seemed to me that it was the other way around and you were pissed about me forcing you to do stuff last night.”
Forcing me? She couldn’t have stopped me if she tried.
“You didn’t force me into anything, Wyn. I wanted it so fucking bad.” Still do. “I was worried you’d wake with regret, and yeah, I hid. I didn’t want to face the look in your eyes when the disgust hit.”
“Disgust?” She steps in closer, and her voice is quieter now. At least one of us is concerned about our surroundings and who might be listening. We shouldn’t be having this conversation out in the open. It should be in the privacy of my room. With her naked in my bed. That pussy on display so I can apologize for making her doubt herself. “I woke up wishing you were still in bed. I wanted more, Vale. I was hoping I’d get to return the favor and wrap my lips around your cock. I wanted you to come down my throat as I played with myself.”
I take her hand and start dragging her into the clubhouse, heading for my room. I shut the door and then shove her up against it.
“That mouth of yours is trying to cause trouble again.” I brace my hand at the front of her neck, feeling her racing pulse against my palm. She swallows hard and I moan, wanting to feel the constriction of her throat around my shaft. “You need to get down on your knees and make good on that promise, Wyn.” I need that fantasy brought to life right fucking now.
“I didn’t make any promises.” She smirks. Damn, trouble is what she is with a capitalT.
“Get down on your knees, Wyn.” My voice is gritty, coming out just as tight as the current state of my balls. I need her to release me from my pants and pull me from the restriction.
She looks like she wants to give me more of her sassy lip. But before she can, I shove my tongue in her mouth and kiss her into submission. Her tongue immediately does the dance, following my lead, stroking me with her heat. Her body becomes pliant in my grasp, and little whimpering moans start to slip from her throat. I realize I need to quiet her down before someone hears, so I slip back and grip her shoulders, urging her down to her knees.
She slides to the ground and her pretty eyes look up, waiting for my next command. I reach for the zipper of my coveralls and slowly begin to draw it down my chest, shrugging out of my arms. The top drops down to my waist and her eyes drop with it. She’s staring at my dick, licking her pouty lips like she can’t wait to get her mouth on me. Just a few more seconds and she’ll get the chance.
“Take me out, Wyn.”
She immediately obeys. Hooking her fingers onto my waistline and tugging them down. My dick bobs free, purple and thick, anxious to feel the warmth of that mouth. Her tongue swipes out, licking across my slit, lapping up the dribble of cum that seeped out. My head falls back on my shoulders as the pleasure tingles down my shaft and all the way up my spine. Myballs tightening almost to the point of pain. But she eases that pain when her lips wrap around the end, slowly sucking on my tip. Her tongue begins playing with the sensitive little spot on the underside, and fuck, I’m already about to blow my wad down her throat.
I open my eyes, needing to see, and the sight before me is too fucking much. Her eyes are closed as she savors the taste of me. Her cheeks are all tinged pink from the heat that’s coursing through her veins. And those plump lips are sucking and savoring on the end of my dick like she’s indulging in a treat. My cum rushes to the tip to feed her more.
“You’re a naughty girl, Wyn.” I brush my thumb over her chin. “You make me feel too fucking good that I don’t want to stop.” I slide my hand back and grip onto her hair. Those pretty eyes open and her nostrils flare. She wasn’t lying when she said she likes it a little rough. I tighten my hold, tugging her down farther on my cock.
“Are you going to quit teasing and open wider?”
I want to feel how deep she can take me. I’m not a small man and it’s a rare find to get deep throated. We’ll see if she’s up for the challenge.
Her eyes stay trained on mine as she loosens her lips and takes me straight to the hilt. Goddamn. She can actually handle me. And she’s looking smug to the fact. Fuck, it feels so fucking good. Then her lips suction down tighter, pushing even farther, and the humming sound she makes in the back of her throat goes straight to my balls, drawing me right to the brink.
“You singing praises to my cock, or are you trying to tell me something?”
She reaches for my hips and then pulls me forward. She wants to get fucked is what she’s trying to tell me. I’m happy to oblige. I grip onto the top of her hair and start my steady roll. Sliding out of her smooth lips then pushing back in. Outand in. Out and in. My pace quickens as she runs her fingers down between her legs and starts to play with herself. It’s such a fucking turn-on to watch. I’m probably classified as a voyeur, because watching her play with herself is nearly as good as fucking this mouth. And this is pure fucking heaven.
“I’m about to come, baby. You better open up that throat and make room.” I have a huge load coming and I don’t want her spilling a single drop.
I pump into her harder than I should. Faster than I should. But she doesn’t complain. She takes her abuse, diddling herself faster. The tears are even running down her eyes, but she’s moaning on my dick like she’s about to find her own release. She really does like it rough.
When she finally unlocks her lips, having swallowed down every drop, my body slumps against the wood. I rest my head on my forearm trying to catch my breath. When my eyes finally open, I find her licking her lips, still looking at my cock like she wants more. I’m going to give her hers. I just need a second to catch my strength. Goddamn, she sucked the life out of me.
“You aren’t supposed to be kissing your stepbrother like that.” I brush my thumb across her lips. “Damn, babe. You sure do know how to weaken a man.” I’m standing on wobbly legs, feeling like I need to go lie down. But first I need to take care of my girl.
“It’s my turn, babe. I want you to straddle my lips.”
15
Wynter
“Gotta get to church, baby.”
I turn onto my side and stretch, still groggy from sleep or the lack thereof. He tortured me with his tongue for hours last night. Tied me to his bed then had his way with me. By the time he was done, my body was bone-tired.
