Page 62 of Taming Scarlet

“I can’t,” she whimpered.

“You will,” I told her, turning my fingers inside of her to stroke against her top wall, engaging her G-spot until I proved her right as she started to climb once again.

Once she was close, I let my lips close around her clit again, sucking in throbs until she was crying out, the sound closer to a scream than a moan as her body shuddered.

“Good girl,” I murmured as I kissed my way back up her belly, then sealed my lips to hers once again.

I sat back after, watching her pink skin, her heaving chest, her wet pussy.

Unable to take it anymore, I reached down, freeing my cock, and wrapping my fist around it.

Scarlet’s gaze immediately lowered, her lips parting and her lids going heavy as she watched me stroke myself.

“Let me,” she said, making my gaze lift to find hers.

“Let you, what, pet?”

Her cheeks went pinker at that.

“Let me suck your cock,” she said, making a shot of need move through me.

“Like this?” I asked, my eyes looking toward her restraints, then back to her face.

“Yes,” she said without hesitation.

“You want me to fuck your mouth?” I clarified.

“Yes.”

Fuck.

I moved over her, getting into position over her, then lowering my hips down until my cock pressed against her lips.

Her tongue slid out, tracing over the head for a moment, lapping up the precum as her gaze held mine.

“You’re such a good girl, pet,” I said as her lips slid open, inviting my cock in.

I meant to be gentle with her as I started to rock my cock into her mouth.

It wasn’t long, though, before the ache was too much to bear, before every molecule in my body was crying out for release.

“You need to take me deeper, pet,” I said, voice rough as I started to thrust harder into her waiting mouth.

She gave me the tiniest nod since there was no way to speak with my cock filling her mouth.

I didn’t pause then, thrusting my cock all the way in each time, the head tapping against her throat as she made little gurgling noises that only made me fucking hotter.

“You’re doing so fucking good,” I groaned as I got closer. “Are you going to let me come down your throat?” I asked.

My answer came as a vibrating noise around my cock as she tried to answer.

“Fuck,” I cried out as I came so hard that my legs felt weak, my cum dripping down her throat as my hand slammed into the headboard, trying to hold myself upright as the pleasure coursed through me.

I took a steadying breath after, easing back slowly, knowing her throat was already going to be sore, and not wanting to make it any worse.

She gagged a bit as I withdrew, and I watched the cum cover her lips as I slid all the way out. Her tongue moved out, licking it away, taking all of me in.

My hand moved out, wiping the tears from the gagging off of her cheeks.

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