Page 74 of Seductive Sadist
I slide my hand down to her pussy and dip my fingers between her slick lips. “Your pussy is already begging me.” She lets out a gasp and bucks her hips against me, her clit throbbing beneath my fingertip.
“And I think I’m conscious enough now,” Skyla rasps, wiggling her ass against my cock.
I rub the head of my cock up and down her slit a few times before I slide inside of her. Fuck, she’s so wet. With long, slow strokes, I thrust into her heat, her walls clenching around me. She pulls me deep, holding me inside of her and beckoning me to find the spot that makes her come completely undone. I grip her hip with one hand, my other arm still snaked tight around her. The push and pull is agonizingly slow, her screams for release shattering the silence.
She bucks her ass against me in a frenzy, her body convulsing as she rides out a damn explosive orgasm. Her tight walls clamp down on my cock, muscles squeezing me tight as desire flows over me, drowning me in her sweet juices.
“I fucking love you so much,” I growl against her ear through gritted teeth. My groin tightens, the ache in my balls so heavy. I can barely manage a few more pumps before my own orgasm erupts, filling her with everything I have to give.
“Fuck,” she pants, leaning her head back against my chest. She presses my hand to her heart so I can feel it race like a thoroughbred.
I did that.
And I will keep doing it forever.
“If you say it again, I’m taking that ass.” I grip one of her cheeks before giving it a smack. “Come to think about it, I don’t need an invitation.”
She lets out a breathless giggle. “Easy, killer. You want me to have big energy? I need more sleep.”
I pull the sheet off her and spread her ass cheeks. “Screw sleep. Fucking is more fun.”
I dip my tongue between her cheeks and tease her hole. Her spine tenses. I dig my fingers deeper into her plump flesh. “I know what I’m hungry for. You. I wanna eatyou, baby girl.”
Skyla carefully rolls onto her back, a seductive smile on her face. “How about an appetizer?” She lets her legs fall open and brings her fingers to her pussy. Then she starts to rub herself, slowly, tauntingly, never moving her eyes from my shocked face.
“You’re such a bad girl,” I murmur, bringing my hand to my hard cock and stroking it hard. “Are you gonna make yourself come again?”
She nods, biting down on her lower lip. “Yeah…” She sucks in a breath, her eyes squeezing shut. A mewl slips from her lips. Precum gathers at the tip of my cock and spills over my fingers as I drag my hand up and down the sides of my dick.
It’s gonna be a long day.
A longfuckingday.
A few seconds of watching Skyla stroke her pussy is all I need to make me forget that there’s a rope wrapped around my neck with an invisible hand ready to pull it tight.
Her head lolls to the side, her chest heaving with stilted breaths. Mewls turn into cries, and just as I’m about to blow my load for the second time, a sharp ring yanks me out of the erotic haze.
Skyla yelps, as startled by my phone as I am.
I let out a frustrated sigh, lean over, and grab my phone from the nightstand.
“Yeah?” I glare up at the ceiling, wondering if Alek is watching.
Wondering if it’s him on the other end of the line, cockblocking me because he’s a total asshat.
“Come outside. Now.”
Click.
I recoil and toss my phone onto the desk before grabbing my shorts from where I left them on the floor yesterday.
“Who was that?” Skyla asks in a sleepy voice.
“Val.” I peer out the window at the pool. “She said to come outside. Jesus, what the hell is she even doing here?”
“I thought she was still gone.” Skyla rolls onto her side again.
“She is. Or at least she was. But I need to find out what’s going on and why she wants me outside.” I drop a kiss onto the top of her head and pull open the door that leads to the pool deck. I shield my eyes from the bright sun, peering around at the plants and trees.