Page 15 of Butcher

Dropping my head, I licked up the length of her pussy, tasting her arousal. Fuck, she was sweet. The startled noise she made ended in a groan. It had me grinding my hips into the floor, desperate to fuck her.

Soon.

I didn’t have any patience, not with a pussy this delicious under my tongue. She hadn’t answered my question about the last time a real man had gotten his hands on her. That in and of itself was answer enough for me. The last thing I was thinking about was taking it slowso she could adjust to what I was doing to her. She could just fucking hold on for the ride. I sucked and licked, driving her crazy as I ate her out, making her moan and writhe.

“You’re gonna come on my tongue,” I growled before sliding my tongue inside of her and flicking it fast and hard against the front wall of her pussy.

Her hands slid down my head to my neck. The little witch was trying to sneak a move to choke me. Well, there was only one answer to that. I picked up the pace with my tongue. She bucked, her hands fisting, forgetting all about her move, as I pushed her toward her limit. She was panting, her tits heaving, as I tortured her. The orgasm slammed into her, tearing a choked cry from her lips.

I didn’t stop. No, instead, I sucked her clit into my mouth.

“Oh god,” she gasped, her entire body bowing off the floor.

“You can call me Butcher.”

Thrusting two of my fingers into her pussy, I filled her while I flicked her clit with my tongue. When she tried to clamp her thighs closed on my head, I grinned and used one hand to shove down on her leg, forcing her open. If I only got one night to make an impression, I wanted her to remember me. I was going to make her come so many times she’d think she was dying.

“Butcher,” she gasped, her voice raspy.

I didn’t know if it was a plea for more, or for me to stop. If she wanted this to end, it was too bad for her. It wasn’t going to be over until I decided it was. She’d given her consent. Told me she wanted this. I’d given her a chance to leave. Now she was mine.

I curled my fingers, making her scream as her next orgasm slammed into her. This time I eased off, slowly working her down and back to the point of calm and collected she’d been when I first laid eyes on her. I liked that about her. I also liked that she hadn’t been tripping all over herself trying to fuck me. Instead, she’d held onto her confidence and hadn’t even batted an eye at me.

She was still catching her breath, but I was ready to move forward. Without a word of warning, I grabbed her and flipped her over ontoher belly. She grunted as she hit the hardwood floor and glared at me over her shoulder.

I gave her a toothy grin as I gripped her hips and pulled her ass up into the air. Jesus. Her pussy was sloppy wet and I was tempted to bury my face there again. She was too tempting to resist. “You taste so fucking good,” I growled as I leaned down and licked from her clit up the length of her pussy, and then across her ass. I bit down hard enough on her ass cheek to hurt.

Her eyes widened and she sucked in a shocked breath. She tried to scramble forward, but I was anticipating that. I grabbed her by the hip again with one hand, while the other went to my belt. She looked over her shoulder again when she heard the jingling, but she didn’t tell me to let her go. She seemed to have lost her voice. Though not her confidence. I could see the sultry heat there in her eyes. This was probably the only way she was able to give herself permission to do this. If she spoke, she’d put an end to it.

I dropped my pants and gripped my cock, stroking it as I stared down at her. “You ready to get fucked, Isla?”

She groaned and dropped her head down, pillowing it on her arms. She was face down, ass up, and I knew I was going to remember her like this for the rest of my life. I grinned because she thought she’d be ending that life early, but I wasn’t about to allow that. Not even for her.

Smoothing my free hand over her ass, I notched myself at her core. Her entire body was shaking. Probably because she was already close to another orgasm. I rubbed the tip of my dick through her folds and across her clit. I loved the way she trembled, as though her body wasn’t her own and she couldn’t control it.

“Fuck me,” she hissed, getting sick of my teasing.

“Not yet,” I growled, pulling my cock away.

I was going to enjoy drawing this out. Making it last. Because even though I wasn’t planning on killing her, she was going to be a once in a lifetime. I needed to make the most of it.

“Please,” she begged, pushing back, her body trying to find mine.

I slapped her ass, making her cry out. “Be patient,” I snapped.

“Fuck you,” she spat.

“You’re welcome to try again later,” I chuckled, reaching out and wrapping a hand around the back of her neck. “But for now, you’re going to stay where I put you.”

She muttered something under her breath, and wiggled her hips as though she was going to go somewhere.

I slapped her ass again and she shot me a baleful look over her shoulder but settled down. As soon as she stilled, I slid into her wet pussy. I gave it to her all in one long stroke and she gasped, burying her head in her arms. Her body shook, then clamped down on me like a vice as she let out a long cry.

Fuck.

She was still coming when I pulled out and slid back in, picking up speed. I hadn’t bothered with a condom. That was going to have to be a problem for another time. I didn’t want a barrier between us. I needed to feel her body, all of it. Gritting my teeth against the wash of pleasure, I thrust in and out, my fingers digging into her skin, leaving bruises. She was going to be marked from head to toe by the time I was done with her tonight.

Her nails dug into the wood and her cries filled the air. When I reached down and cupped her breast, she huffed out a breath because I’d blanketed her back with my body and laid a good portion of my weight on her. She’d already come multiple times, something that made me want to push even harder, see how far she could go.

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