Page 128 of Bite Marks

“Neither,” I hissed, grabbing her ankle to drag her toward me at the end of the mattress, roughly sliding her over the embroidered duvet as my knees met the vintage rug. “You got it all wrong, Juniper.”

She looked at me wide-eyed as I took the vibrator from her, trailing its buzzing head along her inner thigh.

“Got what wrong?” she gasped, whining softly as I used my shoulders to spread her for me. “God, please touch me.”

“You won’t get away with just a little panting when I fuck you, baby girl,” I crooned, teasing inches away from where she needed my attention most, making her buck her hips impatiently. “I’m going to make you scream.”

She moaned as I rested her heavy leg over my shoulder, lips trailing along the silken material of her stocking reverently.

“I… I don’t do that all the?—”

“I’m flattered,” I interrupted her. “It was hot as fuck to see you make yourself come thinking about me. But I’m here now, and I can do it for you. Would you like that, June?”

“Yes,” she huffed, chewing her lip against a gasp as I nudged the vibe against her clit, pulling it away just as fast. “Touch me?’

I kissed her ankle, continuing to tease her quivering sex with the toy as I nipped and sucked my way to the lace band.

Juniper moaned as my fingers dug into her flesh.

We’d hardly begun, and I already knew I’d leave my fingerprints all over her, marking her dimpled flesh as easily as if I’d wrapped my lips around the skin to suck bruises into her skin.

Juniper whined, her hips lifting to chase the vibe as I pulled her stocking slowly down, revealing her smooth, hairless calf.

“Hands above your head,” I ordered softly.“Tell me about what they were doing in that little audiobook of yours. Were they touching each other? Did they have their fingers inside each other’s pussies? Did they?—”

She tried to chase the vibe with her hips, a frustrated moan escaping her.

“They were, fuck Vi, please—scissoring… Rubbing their clits together…”

“Is that what you want, Juniper? For me to slot my pussy against yours and ride you?”

“Vi, come on,” she insisted, already winding her hands through the metal headboard. “Stop teasing and fuck me already?—”

I peeled her other stocking off the rest of the way, bunching it in my fist and forcing it into her mouth mid-sentence, looking down at her with a cocked eyebrow.

“For such an eager little bottom,” I said, nodding to her hands where she’d already complied with my order. “You have an attitude problem.”

She grunted through the material, huffing her disagreement.

“How many times have you rolled your eyes at me? Or scoffed and said something snarky?” I asked, pressing the vibrator to her clit, rewarded instantly with a loud, whimpering moan. “No more. Not after listening to you beg for me to pleasure you. You want me, Juniper? Good. I want you more.”

She tried to protest around the stocking, her hands beginning to loosen around the metal rails.

“Do. Not. Move.”

I undid my jeans one-handed, pushing my pants and underwear down my hips to pool on the floor.

“Oh god,” she mumbled, muffled, as I used my knee to nudge her up the bed, making myself enough room to climb onto the mattress with her.

“I’ll let you behave however you wish out there,” I whispered softly. “If I’m honest… I kind of think it's hot when you’re a little mean. But in here…”

I turned the toy off and tossed it aside, using my freed-up hand to angle her pelvis the way I needed it, slipping one leg under hers as the other went over her hip.

“The only thing I want to hear from you is praise.”

juniper

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