Page 58 of Caged

I swallow the lump in my throat. He lets go of my hair and it cascades down my back, his fingers dragging gently over my collarbones.

“I’ll ask you one more time.” He pauses, wrapping his hand around my throat.

“Can you be my good girl and be quiet?”

I never thought I’d be one of those women who gets wet over praise and dirty talk. Yet, here I am. Thinking about how I can get him to call me that again.

He doesn’t realize I once throat punched a guy for calling me that during sex. But, when Nikolai says it, all I can think about is finding another way to get it again.

Maybe it’s the sheer size of his dick pressing against me. I still want to test him, I can feel his hand twitching on my ass.

I want to be punished.

I don’t want to be able to sit down tomorrow.

I want him to shatter me beyond repair.

And I can’t turn off my inner brat as my mouth opens.

“Well, kiss me then. That will shut me up. I’ll moan in your mouth if I have to.”

“Your mouth isn’t where I intend kissing first, baby.”

He pulls me towards him and crashes his lips over mine. Goddamn, this is the hottest kiss of my life.

My eyes are fixed on him as he drops down to his knees, effortlessly hoists my calf, and delicately rests it upon his shoulder.

Desperate to steady myself, I tightly grip his hair.

“A single sound and this stops, understand?”

A little breathy moan escapes me as his breath feathers against my pussy.

I nod my head.

This experience is totally going in my seven minutes collection.

He gently runs the tip of his tongue along my inner thigh and just that soft motion has my standing leg beginning to tremble in anticipation.

A contrast to earlier, this is soft and sweet almost.

And teasing.

By the time he licks the spot just next to my throbbing pussy, a moan almost slips out, but I close my eyes and bite my cheek to stop myself.

I can’t let this end.

“Eyes on me, don’t you dare close them.”

I do as he says. He has me right where he wants me.

As his fingers dig into my ass, I have to squash my face against my shoulder when runs his hot tongue along my slit. Oh, so fucking slow from my clit all the way back.

Holding onto his hair tighter, I grind my hips against his face.

That earns me a harsh slap on the ass, enough for me to bite down to stop the scream.

“You’re being such a good girl for me, hmm?”

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