Chapter 18 #2
Leaning forward, I kissed her knee, then slowly trailed my lips up her inner thigh, stopping just before her pussy. I moved over and gave her other leg the same treatment, not giving in to what she wanted.
“Asshole,” she growled.
“Something you want?” I asked, letting the vibrator trail up her inner thigh.
“Not going to work,” she told me. “I don’t play these kinds of games.”
“Sure you do,” I told her, leaning down and kissing the top of her mound. “We all play these kinds of games. If you want something, maybe you should tell me what.”
“Don’t you ever just fuck a girl?” she snapped.
“You’re not just a girl.”
She rolled her eyes at that.
“You’re not having fun?” I asked, reaching up and using my finger and thumb to squeeze her nipple. “Might have to do something about that. Wouldn’t want you to be bored.”
Her breathing was labored, though she was doing her best not to make a sound as I teased her. I was driving her nuts and we both knew it.
“Maybe I should move this along a little faster then. Since you’re bored.
” I clicked the vibrator and the speed ramped up a notch.
I glared over at the bed when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye.
“You attack me while I’m fucking her and I’m going to skin you,” I threatened Murder.
Her eyes were almost as dilated as Isla’s as she watched what was happening with a predatory look on her face.
The creature wanted to play, but so did I.
And my needs were going to come first. “Go lay down.”
“She’s not a dog,” Isla informed me, then clamped her lips shut when I set the vibrator down on her clit.
She had her legs spread wide. If I was worried she didn’t want this, that would have been what I’d call a very big clue that she did. She was giving me full access.
Slipping two fingers inside her, I groaned at the warmth.
Her body clenched around my fingers and I nearly lost my shit.
It was a test of my limited control to keep the vibrator on her clit while I fucked her with my fingers.
I wanted her to break first. She was going to beg.
She was going to scream. I’d make sure of it.
Leaning forward, I sucked her nipple into my mouth, teasing the hard peak with my teeth and tongue.
Her gasp was like music to my fucking ears and I was cursing myself for not having at least unzipped my fucking pants before starting this.
Now I had a painfully hard dick with a zipper digging in and full hands.
I put one knee down on the floor to ease some of the strain of my cock behind my jeans.
Her hips moved as I continued to circle the vibrator over her clit and thrust my fingers inside her. Her moans were getting louder.
“No,” she cried when I removed my hand and pulled the vibrator away.
I paused, grinning at her. “No, what?”
“You’re a bastard,” she panted.
“That’s actually true,” I told her. I’d never known my father. He certainly never bothered to marry my mother before he knocked her up then skipped town.
“What,” she asked, breathless. “You-” A groan cut off her question as I set the vibrator back on that pretty pussy, sliding it all around before settling it on her clit once more. “I can’t.” She shook her head, her blonde hair shimmering like gold in the light.
“Can’t what?” I asked. “Tell me what you want? Come? Trust me,” I said, answering the second half before she had the chance to catch her breath, “you can come. When I say you can.”
She moaned again, her hips lifting in the chair, chasing the vibrator as I pulled it away again. She glared at me. “Stop messing with me.”
“Why? It’s fun.” I kissed her until my lungs threatened to riot, then pulled away.
“Butcher,” she groaned.
I fucking loved hearing her panting my name. “Yes, Terror?”
“Please,” she whimpered.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Fuck you.”
“Eh,” I said in a condescending tone. “Not quite what I’m looking for.”
She dropped her head back, staring at the ceiling. “Butcher,” she snapped, her voice hard, “you’re torturing me.”
“What an odd way to say keep going,” I teased. When she didn’t respond, I asked, “You really want me to stop?”
“I want to come!” she cried out when I brought the vibrator against her pussy again.
I paused, meeting her eyes. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes!”
“Beg,” I said, grinning, “and I’ll make sure you do.”
She groaned. “Please make me come.”
“With my name.”
She gritted her teeth then muttered, “Please, Butcher, make me come.”
“That’s my girl.” I grinned at her. I pulled her nipple into my mouth again as I thrust my fingers into her pussy.
Her sigh of pleasure was all I needed to know she was close.
I slid my fingers in and out of her a few times before I bit down on her nipple at the same time that I clicked the vibrator to a higher setting.
Her scream rattled the walls. It was a damn good thing Lock had made sure this building was insulated as hell or that might’ve woken up some of our neighbors.
Her legs trembled on either side of my arms. “Too much,” she moaned.
I eased the vibrator down to a lower setting. Once her breathing evened out, I pulled my fingers out, licked them clean, then gave her a wicked smile. “My turn.”
Her eyelids were half-lowered and I decided I liked this messy, just fucked, satisfied look she was wearing.
Standing, I moved between her splayed thighs and my hands went to my belt to unbuckle it. “Ready?”
“How am I supposed to do anything if I’m still tied up?” she countered.
“I only need your mouth.”
She shook her head, but a smile played over her lips and her eyes were glued to where I was pulling my dick out of my jeans. She was a woman after my own heart.
“Yes,” she breathed, and that one word had pre-cum spurting from my tip.
“Open,” I growled, and when she did, I slipped inside.
My hand went to the back of her head so I could control the depth and pace.
I had to be careful not to yank her too far forward because I didn’t want to dislocate her arms since her hands were still secured behind her.
“Fuck baby,” I groaned. Her mouth was so hot and wet and damn, “you suck me so fucking good.”
She looked up at me, her gray eyes full of desire and I was a goner.
“Shit,” I hissed as I pulled out. I wasn’t going to come down her throat.
Not this time. I needed to be buried inside her.
This need to connect us together right before we went off to do something dangerous as fuck was building inside of me.
I just didn’t know how to ease it other than sex.
What else was there? I wasn’t normal. Not like the other guys.
No woman would be my old lady. So this was all I had, but I’d take it.
I stood up and lifted her from the chair. “Gonna fuck you now,” I muttered as dropped her on the bed then climbed on, my knees straddling her.
“Untie me,” she pleaded.
“No. I like having you at my mercy.” I moved off her enough to flip her, grinning at where her hands were bound at the small of her back. Her ass was up in the air and she wiggled it, inviting me in.
“Goddamn,” I breathed. My dick was throbbing, and it was hard to think. I lined up, and in one thrust, sank deep.
“Butcher!” she gasped, and I grinned.
I gripped her hips and set a brutal pace, fucking her as if it were my last time.
It might damn well be. Pulling her hips up and back, I set her on her knees, her weight resting on her shoulder as her cheek pressed into the bed.
She looked so fucking beautiful like this.
I watched as my cock disappeared inside her pussy, breathing hard as I fucked her.
“Butcher! I’m gonna come!”
“Yeah, come for me, baby. Let me feel that pussy grip me tight.”
“I want...to be touched.”
Keeping one hand on her hip to steady her as I thrust into her, I reached around and gripped her tit, enjoying the weight in my hand before I moved downward. My fingers pressed into her clit and rubbed in tight circles. She whimpered as soon as I touched her and her cunt clamped down on my cock.
“Oh, yeah, that’s it,” I growled.
I was close, but she hadn’t come yet. No way was I leaving her hanging. I wanted her to come again. To soak my cock while I filled her up with my cum.
I leaned over her and whispered into her ear, “Come for me. Let me feel it, baby. Now.”
The demand did it. Her back arched as her pussy spasmed around my dick. That was all I needed. One more thrust and I was filling her.
“Fuck,” I grunted as I came. My hips rocked against her as my release flowed through me, filling her up until I realized she was probably uncomfortable after so much time of resting on her shoulder. I pulled out of her and untied the rope. Scooping her into my arms, I laid us back on the bed.
A disgruntled growl cut through my post orgasm haze but I just grinned with my eyes closed as my woman curled up to my front and her vicious cat cuddled begrudgingly against my back.