Page 83 of The Thief
“Do you like that, baby?” he asked as he moved it gently around my clit, then traced a path lower, pushing it into my pussy a little before bringing it back up to my clit again. I didn’t respond at first; I couldn’t. He kept moving the stimulatoraround and down, in and out, driving my senses crazy.
But eventually, as my hips started to roll with the rhythm he’d created, I gasped, “Yes. So fucking good.”
I could feel sparks igniting in my pussy, my clit throbbing as I headed towards a release.
And then.
He stopped.
“Wh... what?” My eyes shot open, and I frowned at him, but he just smiled.
“I told you I’d tease you.” He moved his hand away from me, denying me what I craved but taunting me even more by saying, “I don’t want you to come yet. You need more of this first, and when I decide you can come, it’ll feel a hundred times better, trust me.”
I trusted him.
I wanted my orgasm, but I’d do anything he said.
So, I nodded and let him stroke his cock as he stared longingly at my pussy. And then he started again, running the stimulator up and down, around and around, driving me crazy, making that orgasm peak faster this time. So much faster. My pussy clenched, my clit beat as fast as my heart, ready to explode. So fucking ready. I moaned, my legs locking as every muscle in my body tightened. And then...
He stopped again.
“For fuck’s sake,” I cried in desperation, and he laughed. He fucking laughed.
“Watching you fall apart is the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he growled, and hearing the need in his voice flipped a switch in my brain.
“I swear to God, if you don’t make me come, I will tie you tothis bed and go right over there and finger myself on that sofa. I’ll come so many times I’ll be seeing damn stars, and you won’t get to touch me through any of it.”
“Now that sounds like fighting talk.” He grinned back at me.
I opened my legs wider. “Want to try me?”
He chuckled, and moving the stimulator back onto my clit, he groaned, “I want to try everything with you.”
This time, he moved with purpose and precision as he ran that metal over my pussy, hitting the spots perfectly, rubbing and rotating to perfection, giving me the pressure I needed to make the sparks of my orgasm grow in intensity. He played me like a maestro, and knew exactly how to get the best out of me. When he picked up the vibrator, everything changed from a sweet symphony to a fucking phenomenal crescendo.
He pushed the silicone vibrator into my pussy slowly, opening me up, and I moaned and writhed on the bed, begging him for more. My back arched, and my mouth fell open as he thrust into me painfully slowly, and then pulled it out to rub my clit again.
“Come for me,” he growled. “Show me what a dirty girl you are. How much you want this. You love getting fucked like this, don’t you? You love me watching your tight little pussy take this, knowing how hard my cock is. How much I want to fuck you.”
His words broke me, and I cried out as my muscles locked and my pussy exploded, my clit throbbing a beat as warm liquid burst out of me. And he moaned with satisfaction.
“There it is,” he said proudly. “That is the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. You look so pretty when you come, buteven prettier when you’re squirting all over me.”
Lazily, I opened my eyes to find him smiling at me. Then he took his cock in his hand, and leaning forward, he rubbed it through my wet pussy. “Are you ready?” he asked.
“I’ve been ready all night,” I replied, feeling sensitive but wanting him so badly. Nothing would feel as good as him.
He stayed kneeling between my legs, watching his cock as he teased me. His face hazy with lust as he breathed deeper now, and then slowly, he pushed his cock into me, and I sighed at how good it felt to be stretched by him.
He withdrew, then rubbed my clit with the head of his cock, then he pushed into me again, and I begged, “Stop teasing me. Just fuck me, Tyler.”
This time, he didn’t need telling twice, and I gasped as he thrust into me hard, filling me completely and making me gasp. “Holy fuck.”
He moved to lean over me, his arms either side of me holding him up as he started to thrust at a steady pace. He rotated his hips, almost pulling out before slamming back in hard and forceful.
“Harder,” I begged, lifting my knees and angling my hips so he could go deeper. “Faster.”
He did what I begged for and started to thrust harder and faster into me, moving my legs to rest on his shoulders as he pounded my pussy. Feeling him moving inside me, filling me, fucking me so brutally was the most amazing feeling. I was so close, and I didn’t want him to stop. The way he grunted on every thrust, the feel of his hard body against mine, it was all too much.
