“Be a good girl and play with your tits for me.”
I had no idea he could be so, so. . . demanding. It did something to me. I couldn’t even formulate a response, my lips just parted and closed half a dozen times as his eyes narrowed, watching me carefully.
But I was willing to give this man whatever he wanted, so I reached between us for the hem of my lingerie and pulled it up and over my head. Now the only article of clothing between us was his boxers, which I hoped would come off quickly. But considering the way the head of his cock was already peeking out of the waistband, I knew it didn’t really matter. I saw his arousal gleaming at the tip and wanted nothing more than to lick it clean.
More restraint.
I intended on having my fill of him very soon, though, so, like a good girl, I did as he asked and reached for one of my breasts.
“Both,” he commanded.
Breathing heavily and anticipating what this would do to him, I squeezed my breasts.
“The nipples, Allegra,” Brady said, his voice deeper, more needy, giving me back my words from before.
I found my buds and played with them until they were so hard they ached.
Brady watched me the whole time, a smile creeping across his face. Then. . . “Let me suck one.”
I lifted my breast with one hand and pulled his head down with the other, stuffing it in his mouth. He sucked like it wasfeeding time on the farm. I was ready to cry out in pleasure when he finally pulled back, but not before biting down.
“Oh, Brady!” I let out, unable to hold it back any longer.
He swallowed hard. “Keep playing with your tits until I tell you to stop.”
I inhaled deeply, needing more. A problem I was quickly learning I had around this man. “But—”
“You know what good girls get?”
I shook my head, but my brain was screamingcock, cock, cock, please tell me it’s your cock.Frankly, I’d been waiting for so long, I wasn’t above begging. I’d get on the floor and crawl to this man just to get what I wanted. So. Damn. Badly.
“The attention they’ve been craving,” he said, grinning.
Involuntarily, I brought my legs up and spread them wide as I remained focused on my breasts, plucking at one of my nipples. Shutting my eyes again, a moan rolled off my lips at my own touch. I’d never been so sensitive before. The pregnancy must have been doing it to me.
“How do you feel, Allegra?” he asked, bringing his palms to my thighs.
“I’m so wet,” I admitted, feeling warmth spread down below.
Then I forced my eyes back open to watch him lower himself. I tucked one of my hands in his hair, trying my best to steer him right where I wanted him.
“I’m disappointed in you.” He peered up at me, smirking. “You’ve denied yourself for so long, Allegra, that your pussy is weeping for me.”
He kissed my inner thigh as he grabbed hold of my knees and spread my legs wider. Wider than I ever imagined they could go. “Let’s see if I can get that pretty pussy to drip for me. The more of a mess you make, the faster you’ll get my cock. So make sure it runs down these beautiful legs of yours, okay?”
I nodded. My entire body was shaking as I continued playing with myself and watching, feeling his mouth nip and bite.
He was merciless as he sucked my clit while simultaneously reaching up and circling my other nipple, the one I had abandoned to hold his head. He pinched my nipple before slapping it, my breast jiggling with the motion which seemed to make him wild with desire, if his wide, gleaming eyes were any indication. Meanwhile, I never thought I’d react positively to the sting of a slap before, but I was so damn wrong. My back arched and a cry escaped my lips.
He didn’t relent, his tongue stroking my clit in long, languid strokes that made me want to curl my toes into the mattress.
My legs trembled.
He picked up his pace, his tongue flicking over my clit.
More heat was building inside me.
My eyes started to flutter closed, but Brady was on high alert. I didn’t know how he was doing it, but he was still playing with one of my breasts as his tongue stimulated my clit, and he kept his eyes on me.