Chapter 10 #2
The more I taste her cunt, the more I want to fucking drown in it.
I growl as I plunge my tongue into her, reveling in her squeals and the way her ass lifts off the bed, like she’s trying to get more of my tongue in her.
Such a greedy thing…
I drag my tongue higher, swirling it around her clit before sucking it gently between my lips.
Galina just about levitates off the fucking bed.
She cries out when I sink two fingers into her, curling them against her front wall and stroking them in and out as I roll my tongue around her clit.
Her thighs squeeze my head. Her stomach quivers and clenches.
When I drag my gaze up her trembling body to watch her break apart for me, her eyes are wild and unfocused.
Her slick arousal coats my mouth and drips down my chin, until I feel like an ancient Roman general drowning himself in victory and wine.
Fuck me, my cock is so hard it hurts, and I'm dripping so much precum into my boxers that I almost wonder if I’ve jizzed in my pants.
The world shrinks until all I know is my mouth on her, and her moans in my ears. I devour her pussy, tonguing and licking and stroking and nibbling until her back arches off the bed and her mouth drops open.
“I—I’m—OHFUCKIMCOMING!! I’m coming!!”
Her walls clamp down on my fingers. Her cum floods my face as she shatters for me. I suck her clit, keeping her riding that wave until she looks ready to pass out.
I wipe off my mouth, licking my lips clean before I roll the mask back down. Then I slowly slide my fingers from her quivering pussy as I climb onto the bed.
Galina stiffens for a second when I move over her. But then she sees that I’m still clothed, and the nervousness in her eyes dims.
“Do you trust me, little villain?” I growl.
Her eyes are still swimmy as they slowly focus on me.
“Should I?”
“That’s for you to decide,” I murmur as I lift my hand up. My fingers are still glistening from her pussy, and I watch her focus on them as I bring them to her lips.
She opens her mouth without my asking, and moans a little when her lips wrap around my fingers and suck gently.
Her tongue swirls around, and fuck me, I could come right here.
“Yes,” she murmurs quietly, her eyes locked on mine through the mask as she slowly licks my fingers clean of her arousal. “I trust you.”
Good. Because I’m pretty sure I’m about to shove her legs apart and fucking taste her again.
She moans when I start to thrust my fingers slowly in and out of her mouth. I dip my lips toward her ear.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
"Yes," she whimpers.
“A good little cum slut?”
Her hips begin to roll eagerly against my bulging hard-on.
“I’m going to fuck you up,” I groan into her ear. “Ruin your life. I’m going to make you scream my name while I’m halfway down your throat.”
Galina instantly stops moving.
Shit.
Fuck.
Fuck fuck fuckity fuck.
I was riffing, and that popped into my head, and just as it came out, I realized where I’d heard it before.
From her.
Barely two hours ago, when she said it out loud in her room.
Alone.
…But not as alone as she thinks she was, thanks to the cameras I put there.
Which she doesn’t know about.
…Or at least didn’t, until I opened my dumb fucking mouth.
Unless…?
But no. Any hope that I’m reading the situation wrong shatters when she plants her hands on my chest and pushes, hard.
“Get off me.”
“That came out—”
“Wrong?” she snaps, shoving me away and wrenching out from under me like she’s just been electrocuted. She scrambles off the bed and backs away from me, her eyes haggard as she shoves her skirt down. “It came out wrong? Is that what you were going to say?!”
Fuck.
FUCK.
“Galina—”
“Have you been spying on me?!” Her face turns dark as thunder. “Did you…” Her jaw drops. “Did you bug my fucking room?!”
Ooookay.
This is going from bad to shitty real fast.
How do I fix this.
“And if I did?”
I cringe instantly when I see her venomous reaction.
Note to self: that was not how to fix it.
“Are you spying on me in my room?!” she screams at me.
She reaches down and snatches up her hoodie, yanking it on and zipping it all the way up.
“You know what?!” she rages furiously. “Don’t even answer that. I wouldn’t trust a fucking word you said now, anyway.” She glares viciously at me as she hugs her arms over herself.
I start to walk toward her.
Then I stop.
…A can of pepper spray being shoved into your face has a way of doing that.
“Easy—”
“BACK. THE FUCK. UP.”
“Gal—”
You know how there are some things that really don’t go together? Like drinking orange juice after brushing your teeth?
I have a new one: pepper spray to the face after eating pussy.
I hiss and drop to my knees, clawing at my mask as I turn away from her.
Sweet fucking fuck, how the hell did this go off the rails so badly?
“This game is done!” she hurls at me. “Over. Stay the fuck away from me.”
I groan and yank my mask off as the door slams shut, blindly reaching for water to splash in my screaming eyes.
So, yeah. Galina pepper-sprayed me in the face.
And that, kids, is how I met your mother…