Chapter Thirty-Eight #2
Her cheeks hollow out again as she pulls up completely, still jerking my dick, thumb rubbing over the head, then softly side-to-side on my frenulum.
“I could always stop…” she sticks her tongue out and flattens it on my sac then licks so agonizingly slow from root to fucking crown, then swirls it around, making my balls draw up.
Yeah, she’s fucking evil.
I love her.
“Don’t you fucking dare.”
She practically purrs before wrapping her lips around me again and has me in her throat, swallowing around me, humming happily like I'm her favorite flavor.
Jesus Harold Christ, I'm in love with a sexual deviant. Her hair shimmers with every bob of her head in the dim light, the sucking and slurping noises she’s making bounce off the walls and to my ears, bringing me back to life.
Every swirl and flick over each barbell has me pressing my heels deeper into the mattress, and my fingers tangling themselves further into her hair.
Each time she gags I wanna thrust into her mouth roughly, which she seems to be doing on purpose at this point.
“Get on your knees, baby, I’m gonna fuck this soul-stealing, evil little mouth of yours so I can get to know it again.
” My dick plops out of her mouth with how fast she obeys, the fabric of her little shirt barely hiding those pink hardened peaks.
I stand on the mattress and grip my dick by the base where all of her saliva’s at, stroking my dick to the sight of her on her knees for me.
“Tits out, Sabrina. I want your drool all over them. Oh, tongue out. You’re gonna make a goddamn mess of us, pretty girl, and I’m gonna fuck your mouth like I fuck your gorgeous pussy. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
“God, yes, Savage. I want everything you give me.”
That’s the right fucking answer. “Good. Now, do as I said. Mouth wide, tongue out.”
She smirks up at me, with a flirty “Yes sir,” before doing exactly as she’s told.
Little demon. I rub the tip of my dick over the slippery pink muscle and between her lips, inching in gradually until I hit the back of her throat.
I grab her head by the temples while she gags around me then swallows, doing her best to control her breathing.
When she has it down, I pull back and thrust all the way in, groaning when she moans.
Every slide in and out of her hot, velvety mouth feels like the sweetest sin.
Soon her saliva is exactly like I like it, coating me, her chin, and making its way down to her chest. Tears run down her cheeks, and they glitter so fuckin’ pretty it makes me want to come all over her face.
“Play with your pussy, baby. I’m gonna come down your throat, then lick your pussy clean. So, make a filthy mess of her for me.”
Her eyes roll back at my words, so I slap her lightly to bring her back to me. “Eyes on me baby… there you are. Go on. Touch your pretty little pussy. Don’t overthink it. You’re here with me. You’re touching yourself for me.”
I watch the movement, her hand goes into the waistband of her tiny little shorts and yeah, I’m fucking her in these little things.
Her tongue moves and I come back to her.
I power my hips, driving in harsher, short strokes, feeling my balls draw up.
“Such a pretty fucking girl when you’re on your knees for me.
Just a little more… fuuuucccck. Sabrina…
that’s it baby… such a good fucking girl for me…
prettiest little cumslut in the whole fucking world.
Fuck. Yes. There you go baby, take it. Drink every drop of my cum…
fuck, baby!” my toes curl as her throat squeezes the head of my cock and she moans breathlessly, riding her fingers.
I keep her there, letting my dick soften in her mouth, bowed over her, panting.
I pull away, and get off the bed, flipping her to her back and yanking her to me by the ankle.
I kneel in front of her, push her thighs open, rip her little silk shorts apart, her middle and ring fingers are still mid-thrust in her pussy.
I smack at her hand so she moves it out of my way, then shove my tongue between her puffy pussy lips as deep as I fucking can.
God, I missed the way her flavor is always overwhelmed by the scent of the lotion on her thighs.
Her back arches and her hand finds my hair, thighs spreading farther so her knees hike up to the sides of her chest. “Parker!”
“Oh, sorry. Were these your favorite?”
“No?”
“Then shut up and let me eat, woman.” I dive back in, flattening my tongue from her entrance to her clit so I can suck her into my mouth for a second just to jackhammer my tongue against that precious gem.
“Oh, fuck! Savage!” the moan that leaves her is fucking unholy, ricocheting off the walls and straight to my dick.
I smack at her inner thigh and pull away.
“All fours. I need to eat all of you.” She looks down at me like I'm crazy, and she should. I feel fucking feral. It’s been weeks since I’ve licked any part of her, and my patience has been worn thin.
I spank her clit and it makes her yelp. “Now, Bri. I won't tell you twice.”
She does but she just opens her smart mouth. “What happens if you have to tell me twice?”
Fucking. Brat.
I stand, shove my fingers into her wet cunt and finger-fuck her roughly. She moans in little broken pants. Then groans when I pull my hand away, to grab the nearest thing I can find (my belt) for her. I grab her by the hair and yank her back to me so she’s flush against my chest.
“Parker.”
I put my lips by her ear and remind her; “I ain’t your husband, Bri. I won’t fuck you just to fuck you when I’m in a bad mood. I love you. So, I’m gonna fuck you the way you deserve ‘til you act right.”
“You say that as if it’s not exactly what I want.”
“Alright then, brat. Let’s see if you like the consequences.” I let go of her hair and nip at her jaw. “Now, cheek to the mattress, hands behind your back, opposite hands to the elbow.”
“Savage…” she warns but obeys quickly.
I reach and loop my belt so she can’t get out of it, but not tight enough she can’t escape altogether, then kneel behind her so I can thrust my tongue into her sopping wet pussy.
I moan at her taste again and spank one ample cheek then the other, pushing them apart so I can taste all of her.
My tongue runs from her clit to asshole over and over again, stopping at her ass while I fingerfuck her cunt, withdrawing every time I feel her flutter around my fingers.
Her thighs are shaking and every time I smack her ass, she whispers out my name, making the demons on my back come alive. “Parker—Parker, please.”
I grin against her pussy, then take a soft bite at the curve of her ass. “What is it?”
“You’re driving me insane. I need you to fuck me.”
“Awww… what’s wrong, Hellcat? You sounded real sure of yourself earlier. I thought this is what you wanted.”
“You said you were going to fuck me the way I deserve.”
“You think I don’t want to fuck you? You’re dead wrong, baby.
My dick is drooling and so fucking hard, aching to be back home.
But brats don’t deserve to come, Sabrina.
Good girls deserve to come a lot. They deserve to come all over my tongue…
” I lick at her, “my fingers…” I rim her wet opening teasingly with a finger-- “my cock… but Brats? Nah, they don’t deserve any of that.
Now, be a good girl, shut your lips and take what I give you, baby.
The only thing you need to be saying right now is my name.
” I lick at her clit softly, reminding her what it’s like when she’s my pretty girl.
How easy it would be for me to coax an orgasm from her in this position while I kiss her swollen as fuck clit. “And maybe I’ll let you come.”
Sabrina groans in frustration when I pull away again then gasps when I thrust my fingers into her. “Savage! Please!”
“That’s it baby, take what I give you.”
“I need to come, please Parker, I want you to make me come. I’ll be a good girl. No, no. I’ll be your pretty girl. I’ll take it. Just please, please, please let me come.”
Fuck, I love it when she begs. I get to my feet.
“Legs together, Bri.” She doesn’t argue, just puts her legs together, back perfectly arched, ripped silk shorts framing her pinkest areas like a silky pink framed portrait in a museum.
I’m a goddamn genius. I grab my phone, snap a picture, send it to Maks as an olive branch and throw my phone to the side, not caring where it landed.
Fisting myself, I kneel on the bed then rub myself between her thighs and thrust, biting my lip at the sight of my dick sliding through her arousal.
Sabrina sighs when my dick makes contact with her clit, pushing against me so I stay trapped between her thighs and I let out a soft chuckle.
“I already came baby, you trapping me here doesn’t do a goddamn thing to me.
I’ll keep my cock in you all night and sleep like the dead.
But you can be my pretty girl. Let me do what I want to do and then I'll make sure you come until you’re sore and crying, unable to walk right tomorrow.
Make your choice, but make sure you make the right one, ‘cause they both end with me happy.”
She releases me slowly and I can practically hear the silent pout on her pretty little heart-shaped face.
“That’s my good girl. See—" I pull her asscheeks apart then her pussy lips with my thumbs then push into her in a smooth, brutal thrust that makes her scream my name into the mattress as I bite back my groan. She’s so fucking hot and wet it sends a shiver between my shoulder blades and down my spine.
I grab the belt around her limbs with one hand and her hair with the other and bring her up to me.
The hand in her hair goes around her throat, the other into the waistband of these tiny little fucking shorts so I can toy with her clit.
“Oh my god, Savage!”