Chapter 20 #2
He grumbles and takes another bite of the taco salad he made himself. Staring straight ahead, he chews, swallows, and takes another bite.
I like watching him, how the dark umber skin covered in ink moves as he swallows down his food. How his full lips close around the fork as he slowly slides it out of his mouth.
Damn, Quinnly. You deprived hoe.
“You know what, fine, if you won’t fuck me, I’m going to have to do it myself.” Standing and placing my hands on my hips, I look down at him.
“I already told you, the answer is no.”
“Suit yourself,” I shrug, unbuttoning the cargo pants I’d thrown on this morning, I shimmy them off in no particular fashion.
I should be slow, but I’ve been on edge for far too long and I need this.
Usually I’d fuck one of the chaps on my kill list before I off them, it’s more fun that way depending on the circumstance, but I’ve been focused.
My long sleeve crop comes off with ease, my hair falling around my plain bra. I don’t care too much for frilly things, honestly, they only end up on the floor. What fun can really be had with them?
Tits though, one can have a lot of fun with those. Lincoln’s eyes roam around the room, and he stands, as if he’s going to walk away. Throwing my head back, I laugh and take a seat on the now clutter free coffee table.
He stops, but doesn’t look at me. Instead he looks down, starting at my feet, working his way up to my hips. Sure my panties aren’t fancy, but they’re comfortable and like I said, they’ll be on the floor soon.
Leaning back on my hands, I press my chest toward the ceiling, if he wants to pretend not to want me, fine. But I’ll make it damn hard for him.
With a needy sigh, I run one hand over my neck, slowly bringing it down to my collarbone, running my fingers over the bones there I bite my lip and glance up at Lincoln. His eyes are glued on my hand, watching my fingers as if his life depends on it.
Walking my fingers down, over the small swell of my breasts, I circle my already hard nipple before pressing my whole hand over my breast and squeezing. Stretching my neck back, I moan and sit up so I can give the same amount of attention to the other.
The fabric covering my nipple creates some of the best friction, making the sensitive peaks try and poke through. My pussy’s slick with desire, and I don’t even have to touch it to know. Seeing his serious eyes on my body, drinking me in like I knew he would… It’s like the best high.
“There’s still time to join me, Shadow.” I breathe, running my palm down my squishy stomach to dip beneath my panties.
He doesn’t move, but his cock’s hard, I can see the bulge in his jeans.
Bringing that hand back up behind me, I unclasp my bra, revealing my breasts. He sucks in a breath, as I throw the fabric off to the side. His right leg trembles, as if he’s forcing himself to stay in place. With a smile and a wink, I stand, walking to him.
If he won’t come to me, I’ll go to him.
When I’m close enough that my nipples brush against his t-shirt, I rest one hand on his belt. The other comes up to trace the tattoos on his neck and the piercings on his face. His eyes close, and a deep strangled sigh leaves his lips.
Pulling one of his thick hands to my hip, he squeezes and stops, pushing me away and breathing heavily through flared nostrils.
His self restraint is hanging on by a single thread.
My calves meet the coffee table, and I slowly peel off my panties before sitting down once more. Scooting back far enough that my feet sit on each corner of the table, I make damn sure he can see all of me.
Supporting myself with one hand, I use the other to tease my nipples as he watches. With a giggle, I slip my hand down to the soft skin of my pussy. Sliding my fingers through my cunt, I coat them in my arousal and bring my hand to my mouth.
Sucking on my fingers, I moan around them, closing my eyes and opening them to find him an inch closer. His eyes are glued to my fingers, where I pull them slowly out of my mouth with a wet pop.
Lowering to the floor, his locs shift around his shoulders and he stares at the floor as if his body brought him to his knees without his permission. When he looks up, a few locs fall over his face, and I bite my bottom lip.
He’s so perfect.
So dangerous.
So… Mine.
I don’t know what that means for me, or for him, but I know I want to keep him around.
“Are you only going to watch, Shadow, or would you like to taste?” My voice is huskier than usual, which surprises me. I guess we’re both surprising ourselves tonight.
His eyes snap to mine, and if I could decipher his expression, I’d understand what he’s trying to tell me. Either way, I want him, so I bring my fingers back down to my pussy and circle my clit. Slowly, so he can see everything, I rub myself, moaning as pressure builds.
Pressing one finger at my entrance, I slowly work it in and out, reveling in the way his eyes catalog everything. Adding another finger, I curl them and close my eyes, my head falls back, hair skimming the table.
A hot breath of air blows across my pussy and I snap my head up, stopping my movements. He’s there. Right there, so fucking close if I came he could lap it up. His eyes lift to mine and my chest caves while I hold my breath.
“Please, Shadow,” I plead, pulling my fingers from my pussy and scooting closer to the edge of the table. I was almost there, but now, to feel his mouth on me… I would do anything.
He licks his lips, teeth grazing the ring there on his bottom lip as the room grows hot. His shoulders take up all the space between my legs. He’s so big, and when his hands scoop my thighs up, my back hits the glass table.
My hysterical laughter cuts off at the first swipe of his tongue.
Fuuuuck.
He lavishes me, running his tongue over my entrance to my clit where he sucks the swollen flesh into his mouth.
My whole body ignites in pleasure as he notches one finger at my entrance and presses inside.
One of his fingers is like two of mine, and goddamn, the stretch…
It’s almost enough to send me into orbit.
“Not yet, Menace,” he rumbles against the inside of my thigh.
I can hear the clink of his belt, the zip of his jeans, and the way he smiles against my cunt as he strokes himself with my cum on his finger.
I lift my head for a moment to watch his hand stroking his cock.
Gifted with the sight of him moving back in to lick, suck, and bite at my pussy.
It’s too much, and not enough, and I can’t hold my head up a second longer.
My skin stretches and shrinks as he works us both, and the sound that falls from my lips is borderline obscene.
“That’s my girl,” his deep voice stokes the fire inside me as he spears his tongue inside my cunt. “Soak my face, Menace.”
His voice is like the best bourbon, silky and smooth as he commands my body. My legs bear down on his shoulders and my hands dig into his locs as my orgasm washes over me. The familiar rush of pleasure has me screaming as he drags it out with his fingers pressing in and out of me.
He stands, replacing his hand with the other that’s covered in my release. His chest stalls, and thick, hot streams of cum land on my belly and breasts as he grunts. When his eyes find mine, he smiles, something I don’t think I’ve ever seen before, and I smile back.
“You have no idea what you’ve just done.”