25. Chapter 25
Sasha
Addy’s eyes were wide, her lips parted in shock, but her pupils were blown so hard, I could barely see the brown of her irises. Her nipples stood out clearly against the cotton of her shirt and the outline of the piercings I was dying to get in my mouth were visible through the fabric.
Instinctively, she took a step back, recognizing a predator sizing up its prey. My cock twitched, a thrill racing up my spine.
“Do you know how long I’ve been locked up, baby?” I cocked my head to the side and watched her take another step, and then another until she was backed up against the bed.
She swallowed audibly. “A long time?”
“A really long fucking time. Over ten years.” I took a step forward. “Roughly how long it’s been since I’ve actually seen a woman.”
“Oh.”
I took another step, feeling a smirk spread across my face. “So, here’s what’s going to happen…”
Addy was breathing fast, her gaze fixed on me like her life depended on it as I took the final step and stopped just inches away from her.
I reached out, rubbing the hem of her shirt gently between my fingers.
“You’re going to strip when I tell you to.
You’re going to drop to your knees when I tell you to.
And when I tell you to open those pretty legs for me, you’re going to do that, too.
I’m hanging onto the last shreds of my fucking sanity here, and unless you want me to lose control, you’re going to be a good girl for me and do as you’re told. ”
“Or what?” She lifted her chin, a stubborn glint sparkling in her eyes.
“You really want to find out?”
Addy lifted one shoulder. “I guess so.”
My cock throbbed, pressing uncomfortably against the zipper of my jumpsuit.
I looked down at my fingers, which were still playing with the hem of her shirt, and I felt the last shreds of civility and the last thread of control fraying and finally snapping.
Oh. My little devil wanted to play, did she?
Slowly, I lifted my head, a wicked smile stretching my lips. Seizing her shirt with both hands, I tore the thin material apart, relishing in the ripping sound bouncing through the room.
“Oh my God! What do you think you’re doing?!” she squeaked, her hands automatically reaching up to cover herself.
No fucking way. Yanking the sad, pitiful remnants of her top down her arms, I forced them behind her back and twisted the shreds around her wrists until they were tight enough to offer no escape.
“What the fuck, Sasha?” Addy panted, her chest heaving.
“Goddamn,” I groaned as I greedily took her in, completely ignoring her indignation. The first pair of tits I’d laid eyes on in person since I was eighteen and the fucking prettiest, too.
Two perfect handfuls tipped with dusky nipples and those little stainless-steel bars that had been driving me wild. She struggled to free her wrists, but all her wriggling did was push her boobs out even more, making my mouth water.
“You motherfucker!” she raged.
I shrugged and flashed her a shit-eating grin. “You asked for this, baby.”
My throbbing cock reminded me how long it had been. I trailed my fingers up her torso, watching goosebumps spread in their wake. She sucked in a sharp breath when they brushed under her breasts and circled her pebbled nipples with the lightest touch.
“So fucking perfect,” I murmured, kneading the supple flesh in my hands. “Goddamn, this feels even better than I imagined.”
Adelaide Romano was fucking made for me.
With a growl, I lowered my head and captured one of her tempting buds between my lips, sucking hard. Addy shrieked and tried to back away, but I circled her waist with one arm, holding her tightly against me.
Her back arched as she tried to escape my grip, but I wasn’t going to be deterred. Licking, sucking and biting, I worshipped her tits. I flicked the barbells and switched from one breast to the other, continuing my assault until she was writhing in my arms.
Releasing her nipple with a pop, I surveyed my handiwork. Her skin was red and glistening with saliva. There were dark marks where I had sucked a little too hard, and even some imprints of my teeth.
Just the way I liked it.
“Holy shit!” She stared at her chest in disbelief, though her glazed eyes and the way she began to squeeze her thighs together gave her away.
I chuckled darkly and rubbed the saliva into her marked-up skin. “Pretty, isn’t it? Now…” I shoved one of my legs between her thighs unceremoniously. “Don’t worry, I see how needy this made you, baby. I got you. Grind your needy little pussy on me again.”
“I’m not needy!” she protested.
I hummed and studied her for a moment. Smiling, I lowered my head once more and trailed open-mouthed, wet kisses up the side of her neck from her collarbone to her ear, sucking on the delicate skin as I went.
“Of course you aren’t,” I rasped in her ear. She gasped when I rubbed one of her puffy nipples with my free hand, and I leaned back to watch pleasure flickering across her pretty face.
I still hadn’t wrapped my head around finally being free and this woman being mine.
Pressing my forehead against hers, I stared into her eyes, our lips almost touching.
“What are you just gonna … um, you know?”
I quirked a brow. “What do I know?”
“Weren’t you gonna check if I’m on birth control?” she squeaked.
I snorted. “Nah. Don’t really care. For one thing, I’m pretty sure you are — at least your medical records said so — and for another, I’d love to see you knocked up. So yeah … it’s not really an issue from where I’m standing.”
Addy gasped when I claimed her mouth in a brutal kiss, creating the perfect opportunity for me to slide my tongue between her lips. I kissed her with slow, sensual strokes and had to bite back a grin when I felt her grinding against my thigh.
My little devil was a bit needy after all.
“Also … I intend to keep my promise.”
“What promise?” she gasped.
“To get you addicted to my touch.” I ducked my head and flicked one of her nipple piercings with my tongue. “And to keep your pretty little cunt plugged up until you’re fucking drunk on my cock. Can’t really do that when said cock is covered in fucking latex.”
“You can try.”
God, I fucking loved her sassy mouth.
I turned her around, put one hand between her shoulders and pushed her forward. With her hands still bound, she had no means of catching herself, so she landed face-first in the sheets.
“I should warn you, I’m pretty ambitious,” I drawled, letting my hand glide down her spine.
Addy arched her back so prettily for me; I had to bite back a groan when she pressed her ass against my erection involuntarily. Fucking her face had taken the edge off, but just by the tiniest fraction. I had a lot of time to make up for.
She was still only wearing those tiny shorts, and I curled my fingers around the waistband. My patience and sanity were going out the window in light of the feast spread out before me.
I ripped the sorry excuse for pants down her legs, ignoring her shocked squeal and palmed the globes of her exposed ass. Her flesh dented under my fingertips, and I knew there would be small bruises there tomorrow.
A primal sort of satisfaction rushed through me at the thought of marking her over and over again. After weeks of longing for her and fucking my fist with her name on my lips, she was finally in my grasp.
“Fuck, I’ve been dreaming about this moment.” I toyed with the thin strap of her thong. “I’m going to fucking wreck this pretty pussy.”
Addy turned her head so her face was no longer pressed into the sheets. “Oh, yeah? You sure about that? Because I…” — She arched her back, backing her ass up against my erection — “Well, I think you’re going to be entirely unmemorable.”
I let out an amused huff at her attempt to taunt me as I pulled down the zipper of my jumpsuit, letting the unmistakable sound settle between us. She squirmed, and I’d bet one of my fucking nuts she was dripping wet for me.
I hummed and lifted one boot onto the edge of the bed to untie it, then repeated the process with the other.
Casually, as if I had all the time in the world and my dick wasn’t leaking pre-cum like a goddamn broken faucet, I slipped my arms out of the jumpsuit sleeves and let the thick material fall to my feet.
“I guess we’ll see,” I drawled nonchalantly, stepping out of my boxers and kicking the pile to the side.
“I guess so,” she snarked, even though her hips were still twitching needily, as if she could barely stop herself from pushing back. “Bet you’re going to be a two-pump chump.”
Fisting my length, I gave it a couple of strokes, squeezed the base and let the shaft slap down between the globes of her ass.
Addy gasped and moved her hips in a way allowing my length to slide ever so slightly between her cheeks. The material of her thong rubbed against the sensitive underside and I grunted at the sensation.
“Yeah? What do you want to bet on it?”
She stilled. My cock was twitching, a drop of clear pre-cum landing on her smooth skin and I fought the urge to rub it in.
“What do you want?” she panted.
Should I let her in on the secret that I already have all I wanted right in front of me? Yeah, I could take it, and I would. But wouldn’t it be much more fun to make her give it to me willingly?
I chuckled. “Quite the opportunity you’re giving me here, Little Devil.
Alright, how about this…” Hooking my thumbs into the waistband of the last barrier between us, I roughly yanked her thong down to her knees.
“When I win, you’ll give me any of your delicious little holes, whenever and however I want.
How’s that sound, hm? You wanna be my perfect free-use slut? ”
Addy sucked in a sharp breath, but from the way her hips had twitched beneath me, I was sure she wasn’t opposed to my proposal. She probably thought she should be, though, so it was imperative I didn’t allow her too much time to think about it.