Chapter 26 #2
She could even feel her hair getting tangled in the coins around her head when he pressed his hips between her spread thighs and gave a deep thrust. They clinked and clanked against each other as the pile slipped more around her.
She thought it sounded how she always imagined glitter would sound like, almost sparkling.
Then his lips and tongue were on hers with such force and heat, Rosetta thought she might turn into a puddle beneath him.
I’ve never been taken over a pile of money before. She knew that’s what was about to happen. A grin crossed her lips mid-kiss, as she was unable to stop the corners from curling up in glee.
Alister leaned to the side on one elbow to keep his weight off her, and because of his hungry kisses, Rosetta hadn’t realised he’d undone the ties to her tights until she felt his warm hand sliding into them.
Her stomach dipped beneath his calloused, caressing palm at the thought of exactly where the descending touch was going.
Her hands shot forward, grabbing the hem of his tunic to pull it up and off his body, causing his hand to momentarily retreat. A spark of pleasure shot through her when his delving fingers returned and found her folds, the tips of them pressing against the nub of her aching clit.
But there was a place her body wanted to be touched more, and when she realised he intended to circle his fingers and tease her, Rosetta bucked her hips forward. She wanted them lower.
He wouldn’t.
When she bucked her hips a second time, she noticed his hand followed her movements. He stayed with her clit, slipping over it and using the wetness of her arousal to play with it. A soft moan fell from her because it felt wonderful, but it only increased her need.
Warm chuckles came from him as he parted from their kiss to brush the side of her face and down her neck with his stubble. She felt his breath roll over her scalp near her ear, sending a shiver of goosebumps crawling over her skin and making the hairs stand on end.
“You’re wetter than usual, lass.” He spoke softly with his lips against the curl of her ear, humour rumbling from him. “What’s got you all riled up?”
The flush of her arousal hid the heat of embarrassment that rose underneath her skin. She would never admit to Alister it was because of his stupid, sweet words that may not have been intended to be so in the first place.
“Just shut up and put your fingers in me.” She wished she could eat her own words with how heavy and husky her voice sounded. It gave away completely that Rosetta was aching for him to touch her.
Her hands clung to his back when he finally drew his digits down, her nails already digging into his skin. Yes! Her mind screamed when he prodded her entrance, and she noticed herself just how wet that pool was.
“In here?” He pressed the tips of two fingers inside.
A broken mewl came from her in answer, and she tried to spread her thighs wider for him, that small amount of pressure already perfect.
He pulled them away with a chuckle, pressing against her clit again, and her lips parted in disbelief.
Screw this. Two can play at this game.
Rosetta snaked her hands forward to undo the buttons of his breeches. If he was going to tease her, then she would do it back.
She pulled his cock from its confines, and her pussy immediately clenched when she felt how hard he was, like warm stone under her palm. That pool at her core grew as she used all her restraint to stop from squirming. Now that she was holding it, her body was literally weeping for it.
“It seems like you need my cock, Rosetta.”
Her body shivered for a moment underneath him when he stroked his tongue just below her ear, especially when it was accompanied by his words and his fingers swirling her throbbing nub.
“N-no.”
“Why do you always lie?” He chuckled, slipping his fingers down just enough to take some of her wetness and push it up her folds, showing he had proof. “You’re wetter than you were before.”
She didn’t answer him, couldn’t answer him, when she looked down and stroked her hand over his cock. The girth of it was calling to her body, begging for him to spread her, stretch her.
Her inner walls wanted to take its velvety texture and glove it in wetness. She desperately wanted that wide, broad, and flared head prodding so deep, she knew she’d feel it later, once she’d finished screaming.
She stroked her hand, gripping tighter around the head when she pushed down. She received a small, breathy groan in return, but she wanted Alister shuddering, to get him back for playing with her, denying her.
“It’s not going to work,” he said, spreading his fingers around her folds. “Your hand doesn’t feel as good as your pussy does.”
A gasp broke from her when he suddenly slipped his fingers down to push two inside her. Her core clamped around them when she felt his rings at her entrance, almost as if it was trying to suck them in deeper, but she could feel he was as deep as he could get them.
The question of why he pushed them inside her when he said her teasing wasn’t going to work was answered when he started moving them.
“Do you want me to fuck you, Rosetta?” She slipped her hand away from his shaft before she inadvertently crushed it in her grip from the tension shooting through her. She dug her fingertips into his back, a moan falling from her instead of words. “Do you want me to fuck you with my hard cock?”
Instead of trying to make her ask for it, he was going to try and make her tell him that she wanted it, that she wanted him. He wanted her to beg.
Rosetta bit her lips until they were forced shut.
Her clinging to him, nails digging in when he started to move his fingers faster, should have been enough of an answer.
“Do you need me to fill this wet hole until you come around me?” His fingertips found that ridge that made her mind go blank and her heart race. “To have me thrust inside you until you’re drenching me, until you’re fucking my cock? To feel so good inside your pussy that you’re moaning my name?”
She squirmed beneath him, trying to do just that to his hand, bucking into it. Stifling the moan that threatened to escape, Rosetta desperately tried to aid his fingers, to get them to go faster.
“Do you want me to take you nice and hard, fast, deep against these riches until all you can feel is me? Until I’m done ravishing you and I come against your stomach?”
She squirmed, wanting just that.
“Do you want to be covered in my seed?”
Oh god, shut up! Rosetta was about to deliciously come apart on his thick fingers, was about to lose herself to the pleasure he gave. The filthy, naughty words he spoke with his deep, guttural voice were just as much of a tease.
She wanted all of it.
“All you gotta do is say yes.” He started rubbing the tips of his fingers against her G-spot.
“No!” she screamed, her back arching as a moan started to break from her, nearly causing her lips to bleed when they forcibly parted against her clenching teeth.
I’m coming!
Or so she thought.
Alister ripped his fingers from her and her tights, right before she could finish clamping around them, that dam about to be broken as she orgasmed. No!
“Fuck this,” Alister bit, rising to lean back on his knees above her. He slid his large fist up and down his shaft, drawing her attention to it. “If you want it, take your boots off.”
Rosetta had won.
Her eyes were wide in shock that her defiance had won against his impatience. He must have taken her silence as further denial, because he narrowed his eye at her.
“Take them off or I’ll make myself come on top of you and leave you like this.”
Oh, hell no! She may not be willing to say the words, but she wasn’t afraid to push him to his back, sink herself around him, and ride into oblivion if he denied her further.
Rosetta immediately curled her leg forward and yanked her boot off her foot. She swiftly did the same to the other and tossed it to the side.
Just as she started to wriggle her tights down her hips and over her backside, he grabbed the centre and ripped them down and off her legs. His hand reached forward and grabbed her leg, dragging her carelessly across the ground as he positioned his cock.
The coins shifted around her right as she settled with his cock sheathed completely inside her body, his hands gripping her waist to shove her down harder onto him.
A sharp gasp broke from her at the sudden penetration.
Her legs wrapped around his waist, refusing to allow him to escape as her back arched at the thickness and girth spreading her. His length was pushed so deep, she could feel him at her cervix, his hardness like stone against her core as it moulded around him.
Alister groaned, his head falling back before slumping forward into her neck.
“Shit. I couldn’t wait anymore.” A deep expire fell from him as he leaned above her on a straightened arm and withdrew, then slammed forward. “Your pussy’s so hot and wet. Feels so fucking good.”
He pulled back once more, only to shove back in even harder.
She let out little moans every time, unable to stop herself, unwilling to. Her nails dug into his sides as she tried to draw him closer, and he refused to come down. She wanted him to coat her in his warmth, strength, and body. She needed him to crush her.
“F-faster.” She needed him to speed up. I’m so close.
Hanging there painfully on the edge, she used the balls of her feet to try and push him as she worked her own body to get what she needed.
A grin started to form across his face. A wicked one. The kind he only wore when he was intending to be cruel with a dagger in his hand – like when he wanted to torture another living, breathing human being and loved it.
“You’re about to come, aren’t you?” Her thighs twitched around his hips, a moan escaping from her as she looked up at him. “You want it? Beg for it.”