Page 71 of Devoured
“Seriously?” she asked. “That’d be great. Thank you.”
Iris wasn’t one to get excited, but you could tell from the tone of her voice when her passion burned. My heart rumbled in frustration, but I pushed those emotions down once again.
“I was thinking,” she said, her voice in a high pitch, “You’ve been dominating me this whole time,” a sly smile crossed her face, “But maybe we could try me on top.”
I grinned, all of those concerns floating away. I couldn’t have my pills, but sex was as good of an escape as any.
“Oh?”
She shrugged, a new shyness evident in her movements. “Only if it doesn’t affect our bet.”
“Not at all,” I said. I was always ready for a good time, and curious to see what she did.
“Undress,” she said, her voice strong. I did as I was told, grinning like a madman the whole time. She pointed to the bed. “Lie down.”
So she wanted to use me like a toy. I could do that. With my back on the comforter, I looked up at the ceiling, waiting for her. Her pants and shirt rustled against her skin as she stood at the foot of the bed.
“Keep your hands on the comforter.”
No curse words. No derogatory names like she had used before. Was she adjusting her approach to me because she didn’t know my bottoming style, or because she was intimidated by me? I licked my lips, waiting for her. And when she climbed on top of me, her knees resting on my shoulders, her bare ass resting on my chest, her pussy inches from my face, I salivated at her sweet smell. I wanted—no,neededto taste her.
Then she slid her cunt and ass on my face, my tongue reaching out, and I moaned, my cock twitching. I grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. Licking her, feeding off of her, trying to stick my tongue as deep as it would go. Forgetting her rule. She rode my face, moving her hips, making me lick her from clit to ass. As my tongue tickled her ass, I rubbed my cock, pumping it up and down, so fucking hard for her. She leaned back on her hands, glancing over her shoulder at me, jerking myself while eating her. I couldn’t help it. I was so turned on that this is what she wanted to do with her dominance, to ride my face.
Her mouth opened to reprimand me for not keeping my hands on the bed, but I reached for her hips, moving her so that she rubbed all over my face. A moan escaped her and she reached for my cock, wanting to please me too.
Right as her hips started to twitch, she pulled herself off, lying on the bed next to me.
“What?” I asked, turning onto my side. “What now?” This was up to her, after all.
“Maybe you can top me instead?” she said.
Desire surged inside of me. “Is that what you want?”
“Don’t embarrass me,” she said, blushing all over. “I know what I want. Shut up and fuck me already.”
I put my lips to her ear. “And what do you want?”
“I want you to fuck me.”
Then we were going to do it my way. If she wanted to ride my face, then I was going to ride hers. Pinning her down with my knees on her shoulders, holding my weight, I fisted my cock, rubbing it all over her lips.
“Stick out your tongue,” I said. She did, looking like a panting dog, and I rubbed myself all over her warm tongue. Saliva wet her lips, and I leaned down and spit directly into her mouth. She swallowed it.
I lifted my hips and made her lick my ass. I closed my eyes, enjoying her tongue, then moved back, pushing my cock in her mouth. I plunged my cock deep in her throat, holding the top of her head to brace myself. Then I slid a pillow underneath her head so that she was angled at an easy position, and I pumped my cock in and out, watching her eyes glaze over, heavy with desire.
“Did you do this to me because you wanted me to fuck you like this?” I asked in a low growl. “You know my rule. That I like fucking you the way you fuck me. You wanted me to ride your face like this, didn’t you, slut? It feels good to be used. Because this is what happens when you’re mine.” I pressed my cock into her throat, making her gag, and her eyes widened, her throat constricting around me like a cobra. Still, I pushed deeper, using her mouth exactly how I wanted to. “And you’re mine, Iris.”
At least for now.
Iris groaned out her response, and I leaned back, moving her hands to her cunt, making her touch herself like I had. She rubbed her clit furiously, and I used her wet mouth, knowing her pussy was wet for me too. The worst part was that I wanted this, I never wanted it to stop, but Iris was only doing this as part of our agreement. Because we both knew business won over love every time. It was the only thing we could count on. The only thing that would outlive us.
As she began thrusting her hips, aching for my cock, I pulled out and came on her face. Pure bliss erupted as she gave in to her carnal desires, licking at my come, wanting to eat all of it. And I moved down the bed immediately, fingering her hard, making her come for me too. Her pleasure wasn’t a guarantee in her submission, but I treated it like a transaction. An arrangement. A bet. She gave me pleasure, so I gave her some too. It was a simple agreement we had.
It was the situation we had created for business too.
