Page 86 of Savage Little Queen

A nervous laugh left my mouth. “Baby, I’ve never. . .”

“Poor baby. Are you scared?”

I swallowed hard. “Maybe a little.”

“Good.” She pushed her finger into my ass. I cried out at the sudden intrusion. She was quick to remove her finger and get up.

I’d fucked up again.

Maybe I liked fucking up.

She reached down and picked up her panties before coming back to me.

“Open.”

I opened at her command, and she pushed her panties into my mouth.

“Good boy.”

She went back to my cock and sucked me again, her finger slowly working in and out of my asshole.

Two fingers.

Fucking fuck.

It felt good. Really damn good. If she kept it up, she was going to make me come again. I whimpered, letting her know I was getting close. She hit a spot deep in my ass that made my eyes roll back.

Yeah, I was going to be oh-for-two real fucking soon if she didn’t relent.

Just when I was near my release, she stopped, making me sputter on her panties. I tried to shove up into her mouth toget my release, but she popped her lips off me. When I tried to ground my ass against her fingers, she pulled free from me.

“Oh, my poor Ducky,” she cooed, coming up to straddle me. She rocked slowly on my aching cock, just enough to remind me she was a wicked little thing that held my heart in her hands.

What I wouldn’t give to touch her. Suck her luscious tits. Bite her. Fuck her.

Damnit.

Again, I got close to coming, but she stopped and giggled softly before leaning down and kissing along my neck.

I took her teasing three more times before I was close to weeping. Being edged and denied was really fucking with me.

When I whined behind the panties on the last denial, she smirked at me before sliding my cock into her pussy after letting me calm down.

She didn’t fuck me though, just warmed my cock in her pussy.

My chest heaved.

I was a goner. There was no way I could keep up with her torture. Yet, it’s all I wanted.

I watched, mesmerized, as she rubbed her clit, my dick buried to my balls inside her.

She moaned softly as she played with herself.

God, how fucking lucky was I?

Glorious. That’s what she was.

Pure fucking glory.

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