Promiscuous Lies (Vengeful Lies #2)

27. Dutton

CHAPTER 27

Dutton

“ I assume most women would expect me to arrive at their door with flowers,” I say as she runs out to my car, looking more like a teenager sneaking out of her home.

She closes the door behind her. “Not a mother who doesn’t want to expose her young and impressionable son to a dangerous man.”

I smirk as I put my hand on her inner thigh, curious about what she looks like beneath the loose, light-blue dress. I pull away from the curb.

“You think I’m a bad man?” I ask.

“Would you say the things you do to my body are good?” She arches a brow at me.

“If I recall, you beg for it at times. Isn’t that why we’re here right now?”

“You’re the one who mentioned flowers and weird shit, so you best remember that I’m only here for the bad man to do what he’s very good at.”

“And what’s that?” I question, my cock already twitching at her proximity. It’s been a whole week since I’ve seen her, and I feel like a starved man. Her floral scent hangs in the car as if touching every fucking thing I own and sinking into it. I welcome it.

“Your mouth on my pussy, of course,” she says with a demure smile.

I can’t help but smirk.

When we arrive at one of the many estates I own, we don’t even make it through the door before I’m on her—devouring her.

She jumps into my arms, straddling my hips as I slam her against the wall. I try for the light switch, but at this point, I don’t even care as I take her to the bedroom.

Her moans bring my cock to attention.

I love how inexcusably fucking needy she is.

“Did you wear my color?” I growl.

“You’ll have to find out,” she says between kisses, and I smirk as I kick open my bedroom door and throw her onto the bed. She bounces, and I see a flash of light blue under the dress.

I remove my shirt and tear at my jeans. She stares at my veiny cock hungrily as I order her to remove her dress. She smirks but does as she’s told. When she reveals the blue lingerie set I bought her, I swallow. Hard.

The bra snugly accentuates her perfect tits. And I salivate at the crotchless panties as she leans back, giving me a full view.

“You’ve been very disobedient this week,” I say as I crawl over her.

She grins. “Can’t be too bad if I’m getting special treatment.”

I squeeze her cheeks and stare down at her. “This mouth is the fucking problem.”

“Or the solution,” she tries to say. I grab one of her hands and place it near the headboard.

“What are you—” Her eyes widen as I cuff one wrist to the headboard. I grab her other hand and cuff it to the other side.

“You’ve been wreaking havoc in my mind, Mostriciattola .”

“And you’ve been making promises all week,” she bites back, but her mouth snaps shut the moment my finger slips inside her pussy.

“So you have been reading my messages.” Her eyes roll back in her head, but I remind her, “You will look at me, or I’ll have you cuffed to this bed all night, denying you orgasm after orgasm. It can be torture.”

Her gaze snaps to attention, and I like how quickly her obedience shines through because this little monster is starved for the attention she deserves. Attention she will only be getting from me.

I grab the chains at the end of the bed and lock in both of her feet. She tests out the restraints, finding she has minimal movement.

Satisfied at having her entirely to myself and with nowhere to run, I circle her clit with my thumb and then insert another finger. A greedy little whimper escapes her as her legs twitch. I smirk knowingly. “You said you like my mouth on you? How else do you want me to break this perfect body of yours?”

“I want you to fuck me into oblivion,” she replies breathlessly. I slam my fingers into her again, pleased by how soaked she already is.

“And are you going to choke on my cock like a good girl while I tongue fuck this sweet pussy of yours?”

She licks her lips and swallows. I stretch over her to open my bedside drawer, revealing the toys I bought specifically with her in mind.

“What are those?” she questions, unable to see what I’m pulling out of the drawer.

“Do you trust me?” I ask, mischief tingeing my voice.

She nods adamantly, and I lean down and kiss her. Her body arches into mine as a little moan escapes her. I’ll never get sick of hearing her begging noises.

“Then take my cock like a good girl, and don’t ask questions,” I growl as I flip around and nestle her face beneath my cock. I shove the tip toward her mouth and watch as she greedily tries to reach it. I stare at her sweet pussy, loving that she wore my color. I lower myself so she can lick the tip of my cock as I lap her cunt with my tongue.

I suck on her clit, then grab the small vibrator and rub it against her folds. She tries to squirm but can’t, the restraints holding her in place. Her warm, wet mouth envelopes me, and she chokes as I slowly roll my hips, pushing myself into her throat.

I insert the small vibrator into her pussy, and her body arches, pulling at the chains as I suck on her clit. She whimpers around my cock as I shove it in harder, hitting the back of her throat. I stroke her time and time again, and whenever I think she’s about to come, I back off, only allowing her to hungrily suck my cock.

By the third time I deny her climax, she bites my dick. Hard.

I chuckle, my cock twitching and wanting to shoot down her throat. But I plan on stretching this out all fucking night. I want to ruin her for any other man. I want her crawling to me on all fours, pleading for me to stuff her every hole with my cock.

“Be careful, Posie. I might just force you to swallow my cock all night.”

Even if it breaks her jaw.

She won’t get an orgasm until I think she’s deserving of one.

I lift my hips high enough for her to gasp for air.

“Dutton, just fuck me. Please.”

I grin evilly as I grab the lube and squirt it on her asshole, then rub the cool liquid in circles around the opening. “Has anyone had this ass, Posie?”

It’s a dangerous question, especially if she says yes.

She’s panting, a sheen of sweat covering her skin, as she says, “No.”

“Good. Tonight, I’m going to make you mine in every way,” I say and shove my cock back into her mouth before she can reply. Her throat accepts me as I suck on her clit and press the toy against her asshole. And, ever so slowly, I begin to edge it inside. Hungrily licking between her lips and sucking on her clit, lapping up every fucking drop of her.