Page 40 of Degradation
I tilt my head, paying closer attention to the nuances of movement in her expression. She always shows something, even if it’s tiny. I just have to look for it.
‘Do you like being my good girl, or my little slut?’ I ask.
Her eyes widen, pupils dilate.
‘Your good girl,’ she whispers.
‘Lay back,’ I murmur. ‘Put your arms over your head and clasp your hands together.’
She does what I say, her eyes closing as her breathing slows and she relaxes.
‘Do you like not having to think?’ I ask her as my hands caress down her body in featherlight touches.
‘I don’t...want to be like that, but it’s nice when you tell me what I need to do. It means I don’t have to try to guess.’
‘I get it. In that case, I want you to focus just on my fingers, my touch. Nothing else. If that big brain of yours starts trying to talk to you, you ignore it, okay?’
She nods.
‘Widen your legs. Move your left one further away. I don’t want to accidentally hurt you.’
She opens her legs, giving me a view of her that makes me thank God that she chose me for this and not Blake. Fuck him. She’s just mine tonight.
I raise the knee on the good leg and widen her some more. My fingers skate down her abdomen to her mound and then beyond to her slit.
‘Such a pretty little cunt,’ I murmur, watching as she takes a quick breath at my words.
I part her with my fingers and can’t help my own small gasp.
‘So wet for me already. That’s averygood girl.’
Her quiet moan has me surging forward and flicking her clit with my tongue. She bucks, her hips bouncing on the bed and gasps, shying away a little. I file that little tidbit of information away for later.
Being careful not to jostle her foot, I settle between her legs and put my tongue on her.
I take my time, one slow lick at a time, breathing in the scent of her, looking at the pink lips and her clit, learning what she likes. One thick finger probes her shallowly, but I don’t enter her, I leave it at that. I know she’s never done that before, my innocent Tulip.
I give her a dark smile she doesn’t see because her eyes haven't opened once while I’ve been playing with her. While she’s quite inexperienced, she also has the capacity for someverynaughty thoughts, and I think she’s going to like sex a lot if the way her body responds to me is any indication.
She whimpers under me as I pull her open wide and lick around her clit. She’s sensitive. Direct contact with my tongue is too much for her. But I find a spot just to the left that makes her squeal, and I focus on it, dipping my fingers into her entrance just a little while my pinkie finds her ass.
Remembering how shocked she was when I licked her there last time, I go slow, not entering her back passage, just massaging the outside.
To my surprise, she pushes back against my finger as if she wants me to go further.
I lick her slick off my fingers with a groan that has her unfocused eyes opening and I wet my smallest finger. I watch her closely as I push it inside her, loving her wide eyes and her mouth forming a perfect O. I fuck her ass, reveling in the pleasure she’s not hiding, watching the pain mingling with it and taking her to another level.
She’s panting and writhing on the bed, making noises that give me no small amount of masculine pride.I’mdoing this.I’mmaking her unravel, this girl who’s almost always sointentionalwith her every action. She’s falling apart forme. No one else.
I lean down and put my lips close to her clit, my tongue licking that place I found as I suck her gently.
Her sudden and loud squeal surprises me. I didn’t realize she was so close. From the shocked expression on her face, neither did she. Her hips buck when I don’t stop. I fuck her ass a little harder, a little deeper.
‘Again,’ I growl from between her thighs, dizzy with the control she’s given me. ‘Be a good girl and come for me again.’
This time, I put my lips directly over her clit and press hard with the flat of my tongue while I push her legs wider and hold her in place.
‘Mav!’ she cries as her body bows, and she grips the bed covers.
