Chapter 3 #2
Brow puckered, she looks down at her feet. Clasping her jaw, I tip her head back, forcing her to look up at me. Water glistens in her eyes as she shrugs her coat off, chucking it across the room. “Cousin,” she states firmly. “My safe word is cousin.”
Not one I would use, but to each their own. “Good girl,” I express, and she seems to stand a little taller at my praise. I decide to test her memory. “What are the words you’re allowed to use?”
Her pink tongue swipes across her lip to dampen it, making my already hard cock painfully push against my zipper. “Yes, sir, please, cousin.”
Reaching down, I pinch her nipple through her bra.
When she jolts at the contact, I move my mouth there, flicking my tongue against the tight bud hidden beneath the lace to ease the sting.
“Get on your knees for me.” Not all escorts sub, but most will do anything if the price is right.
She worries her lip but then drops to her knees.
“Palms on your thighs.” She follows instruction well, but that’s not surprising since she’s paid to do so.
Tugging my tie free, I noose it around her neck.
Those big green eyes peer up at me, her chest heaving.
“Be a good girl for me, and I’ll spread you out and fuck your cunt until your legs shake so hard, you’ll lose the ability to use them.
” When her pupils blow wide from my words alone, I debate carving my name into her skin so she never forgets me.
“Yes,” she gasps, licking her lips.
“Yes what?” I rumble, reaching for her hair and giving it a little tug.
Her face is so expressive, I can see her searching her brain for the correct answer before she eventually says, “Yes, sir.”
“Mmmm, good. Come with me.” I tug on the tie until she’s walking on all fours down the hallway to the bedroom.
My gaze drifts to her ass, swaying as she crawls, the movement causing saliva to flood my mouth.
My cock pulses, seeing she has a fucking tattoo on her right hip.
I lean a little to try to see what it is.
Is that a fucking cross? She’s religious, and tonight she’ll be praying for forgiveness after I make her sin over and over again, choking on those prayers around my cock. Tonight, she’s letting the devil in.
Once we enter the bedroom, I still in front of her stalling her own movements, and she sits back, palms on her knees.
She’s a natural. With her eyes dilated and body shuddering, I’m going to use her to feed my hunger, devouring her until we’re both too full to take anymore.
Stroking a hand down her cheek, I smudge her lipstick with my thumb.
Pushing past her lips, I shove my thumb in and out of her mouth.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” I tell her, surprising us both.
She bites on her inner cheek, her brow furrowing.
I smack her face gently, making her inhale sharply.
“Don’t,” I warn her. She doesn’t fucking know how stunning she is.
That should be a crime. “You’re beautiful,” I tell her again.
Moisture fills her eyes and trickles over, dampening her cheeks.
I swipe up one of her tears and bring the wetness to my lips, sucking it clean.
“So fucking sweet.” I tell her, unbuttoning my slacks.
“I want to fuck you dirty, soak you in sin, Angel.”
Walking around her body, I slip a hand over her shoulder blade and down her spine, unhooking her bra.
It falls loose, slipping down her arms. Her skin is so soft and receptive, goose bumps rising where I touch.
“Hands behind your back,” I order, pride filling me when she instantly obeys.
I use the bra to bind her hands, my dick begging to be free when I move back around her body.
Her heavy tits rise and fall, the dark pink nipples hard and desperate for contact.
“Open your mouth.” She does, and I pull my cock free.
Fast, needy pants wisp from her lips, her eyes darting up to mine as she shuffles a little toward me.
“You’re so hungry, aren’t you, Angel? Whose been starving you? ”
I tease her lips with the pre-cum glimmering on the head of my cock.
I wait for her to stop me, but when she doesn’t, I ignore all my own rules of wrapping my cock and push into her mouth raw.
She greedily accepts me, gagging on my length while sucking and slurping around me, hollowing her cheeks.
She’s inexperienced, her movements sloppy and uncoordinated, but it only makes me harder.
Twisting a fist in her hair, I fuck her mouth, willing myself not to come as she cries, taking all my girth like a good little slut.
I piston my hips in and out of her throat, ramming all the way down before tightening the tie for a few seconds to feel her throat close against my length.
When I pull free, she gasps for air as I stroke my cock.
Heat races up my spine, my balls drawing up as my cum spurts over her face, painting her flesh in our sin.
“Look what you made me do,” I tsk gruffly, a shiver shaking my limbs.
Shit. I haven’t come that fast in a long time.
“I’m sorry, sir,” she says, squirming. My cock twitches, needing inside her.
It’s not the words we agreed on, but I’ll take them any day.
Lifting her, I toss her onto the bed, relishing in the way her tits bounce and her hair fans out like wings around her.
I reach for the fabric of her panties then snap the material, wrenching them from her body and stuffing them into my pocket. These are mine.
“Spread those fucking legs,” I demand “Show me your needy cunt.” When she hesitates, I slap her thigh hard enough to leave a print, the sound piercing through the air.
She startles and opens her legs. Gleaming, pink perfection greets me.
She’s clean shaven, and without even touching her, I can see she’s tight.
Fuck me.
Dropping to my knees, I wrap my arms around her thighs and drag her to my mouth, feasting on her pussy like it’s a peach, and I’m in the desert, desperate for the juice I know she’s going to give me.
I devour her lips, clit, and hole, licking, sucking, kissing until she’s arching off the bed, her skin shining with a dusting of sweat.
“Yes, yes!” she screams. “Please, yes, yes, yes!”
“Eyes on me,” I bark when her eyes squeeze shut, caressing a palm up her torso and pinching her nipple.
Her glassy gaze peers down at me. Her eyes are full of wonder, curiosity, her cresting pleasure a living, breathing entity in the room, consuming us both.
I’ve never performed oral sex on an escort before, but she’s making me break all my rules tonight.
Once she settles down from her first of many orgasms I’m going to wring from her body, I flip her over, dragging her ass up.
I lower my lips, eating her ass and fucking her sinful hole with my tongue making her quiver.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god.” There’s no god here, Angel.
Getting to my feet, I admire her ass, her head buried in the mattress, hands still bound behind her. “Stay on your knees.” I brush a hand down her thigh, slipping a condom out of my pocket, I tear it open and glide it down my shaft.
“Yes.” she whimpers.
I slap between her legs, the wetness there coating my palm. She cries out, and I give her another spank, making sure I hit the sensitive clit. Sobs rack her body, and I smirk. “Yes, what?”
I smack her ass this time before bending down to bite the plump flesh, leaving red tooth prints. “Yes sir, please.”
My cock strains. “Do you want my cock in that wet fucking hole of yours?”
“Yes,” Her tits rise and fall as she pulls in gulps of air.
I lean over her body to grab a handful of her hair, tugging her head off the mattress. “Yes what?” Frustration has my molars crashing together. The instant I push two fingers into her cunt, she dilutes like melting snow over a fire.
“Oh god, sir, please.”
“Mmmm, close enough,” I tease, slipping my fingers out of her and lining up my cock. “Do you want it hard or soft?”
“Please,” she cries.
“Tell me,” I demand with another slap to her skin. “Hard or soft?”
“Hard,” she sobs. “I need it.”
“Yes, you are a naughty little slut who needs to be fucked hard. Owned. I fucking own you tonight.”
“Yes.”
“Tell me to fuck your naughty little hole.”
“Please!”.
I ram in up to the hilt, hissing from the snug fit.
Forcing her farther up the mattress, I give her no mercy as I fuck her hard.
I know I should slow down—I’m going to leave bruises— but she doesn’t use her safe word.
She takes everything I have to give and begs for more like a perfect fucking angel.
“Oh god. I’m coming,” she wails.
“A-fucking-men.”