Page 52 of House of Lies

She obeys me instantly, parting her thighs and keeping herself perfectly poised as she waits for me to finger her.

I give her breast another rough squeeze as I shove my fingers knuckle deep inside her clenching pussy. Other than a gasp, she doesn’t move.

“Good girl,” I murmur, pulling my fingers out of her before thrusting them back in. “Do you like it when I do this?”

Her jaw clenches stubbornly before she breathes out a petulant, “Yes.”

I pull my fingers out, just the tips touching her wet lips. “Yes, what?”

She throws me a startled look, her jade eyes scanning my face before settling on my mouth. “Sir?”

I bite back a groan, keeping my face neutral as I thrust my fingers deep inside her again.

“And this?” I slide my thumb up between her ass cheeks, gliding over her tight hole.

“No!” She tries to move away from my finger, but when I bring down my other hand in a stinging slap, she stops.

“You’re lying.” I stroke her asshole with my thumb, still slick from being buried in her wet pussy. “This feels good, doesn’t it?”

I would have accepted her groan if she hadn’t just lied to me.

“Say it.”

“Yes,” she hisses. “It feels fucking good, okay?”

“Watch your mouth,” I growl, pressing my thumb against that tight circle of muscle. “I could make this hurt if I wanted.”

She lets out a little whimper, biting down on her lower lip. “Sorry.”

“Sorry, what?”

“Sir. Sorry, Sir.”

My cock throbs angrily against her hand. When I shove my fingers deep into her pussy again, keeping a hard pressure on her asshole, she gives me a painful squeeze.

Again and again.

I fuck her pussy roughly with my fingers, feeling her stretch to accommodate me, all the while my thumb keeps a steady pressure on her asshole.

When I dig my hand between us and touch her clit, she goes rigid. “Fuck!”

“Do you think you’ve been good enough to come, toy?” I ask her quietly.

“Yes, please, Sir. I have. Oh, God.” She bucks against my hand, and I pull my fingers away, tutting her.

“Bad girl. I told you not to move.”

She whimpers, sending a sulky scowl my way. “I’m trying, Sir.”

That gets her a ringing slap to her clit. She sways, looking about to pass out, so I shove my fingers into her pussy again to rouse her. I pulse my thumb against her asshole, keeping a perfect rhythm with my fingers.

“Yes, yes! Oh, fuck…”

Her body tightens between my thighs. I sink the tip of my thumb into her ass, and she lets out a wordless, breathy yell of pure bliss. She grips my cock so tight I almost come in my pants as she shudders through a violent orgasm.

She creams my hand, her pussy making a wet smacking sound as she bucks against me.

My cock throbs angrily, my body as tense as hers as I fight the urge to come.

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