Page 74 of Burn With Me

That does it for her. Her gasps turn up and a groan of release pours out of my girl as my fingers thrust faster. Her orgasm floods over my digits, soaking my hand and her thighs all over again. She shakes. She clamps her legs around my head as if she means to trap me here forever. Perhaps another time, I’d let her, but with how rock hard my cock is in my pants, there’s no way I’m letting her get away from me tonight without a little more.

As much as I don’t want to, I unlock her legs from around me and drop them back to the edge of the table. Eyelashes fluttering and cheeks flushed, Aurora props herself up on the table on her elbows. Her face is so dewy and fresh that it makes me want to ruin her.

My hands dive beneath her skirt and I strip her panties down her legs, lifting them as they slide up her thighs and calves and off her feet. Instead of tossing them to the side, I carefully lift them up to my face and inhale her scent. I’ve done this before, and fuck, it’s just as good the second time around. Aurora’s eyes meet mine and widen, and I grin as I tuck them back into my pocket and then reach for her again.

She comes willingly, letting me divest her of her shirt and bra, dropping them over the side of the table. Her breasts are round and full. I heft them in my hands, cupping the flesh in my palms as I bend my head and take first one nipple in my mouth, sucking and flicking it with my tongue until it’s shiny and wet from my saliva before delivering the same treatment to the other. A thought strikes my mind. Perhaps a clit piercing is pushing things too far, but her nipples are hard and perfect. Just right for what I want to do.

I release the latest one from my mouth as I hover over her, holding them as her gaze touches mine. “You’re a fucking naughty girl, goddess,” I tell her. “Coming all over my mouth like that. Did that make you feel good? Did you feel like you shared your divinity with me? Do you want to do it again?”

Pink heat steals across her face, but instead of getting shy, Aurora’s head tips back and her lips part. “You always say such filthy things,” she muses.

“You like it.”

The smile she gives me is all I fucking need in this world. “Yeah,” she admits. “Maybe I do. I’m sure that makes me a…” She drifts off, that blush burning brighter. How adorable, she still struggles to say it. Slut. Whore. Filthy little goddess.Mine.She swallows roughly and her smile falls away. “What does it make you though?” she switches topics. “A pervert?”

I chuckle. “Yeah, I’m the worst pervert imaginable.” Bad enough that I know what to say to get her where I want her. “Now that you’ve marked me, what do you say I mark you back?”

She pulls back slightly, frowning as her brows lower over her eyes. “How?”

Her tits fall away from my palms as I reach for the equipment to the side of us. I know exactly where everything is in this room. I’ve been in it enough times and have watched enough people get pierced in damn near every fashion imaginable. Though it never truly appealed to me before now, I can’t stop picturing Aurora Summers with her tits glittering at the tips with little silver piercings. I flick one nipple as I pick up the clamp and set it next to her.

“Isaac?” Her voice trembles as she watches me reach into a drawer and withdraw a few more needles and piercings wrapped in plastic packaging. She seems nervous, but after that orgasm—one I can still taste on my lips—she’s not quite as jumpy as she was before. Maybe the alcohol helped some.

“You would look so sexy,” I say, “with your pretty nipples pierced.”

“I don’t know, Isaac.” She shakes her head.

“Did it look like you hurt me?” I press. “Are you still scared of me?”

Aurora’s soft amber gaze hardens and her lips twist. “Don’t do that,” she snaps.

“Do what?” I feign innocence as I begin ripping open packages.

“Manipulate me,” she says. “I know exactly why you’re doing it. I don’t want a piercing.”

“Oh really?” My hand lands between her tits and I shove her back down on the table, climbing on top of her.

She struggles as I take her arms and pin them beneath my legs. “Isaac! Stop it!” Aurora’s face grows redder with anger as her yells turn to frustration.

“I’d prefer to pierce your pretty clit,” I tell her honestly, watching her face go slack with shock and apprehension as I prep the materials.

She gasps. “No.”

I take a clamp and pinch it around one nipple. She flinches. “Yes,” I tell her, “but if I did, I’d have to leave you alone for a few weeks. I’d have to let you heal before I could torture you further.”

“Isaac—I don’t—stop, ahhh!—” She tries to twist her upper body, but as she does, I tighten the clamp and she gasps and stills.

“Careful, Sunshine,” I say with a grin. “This bites.”

I settle the needle against the side of the clamp as tears prick at her eyes. She watches my hands with wide, concerned eyes. It makes me such a fucking bastard to see her fear and get off on it, but I can’t help it. I allowed her to mark me and this is the price of that.

“Isaac,please.” Aurora’s eyes bore up into me, hopeful and almost begging. It gives me pause.

I flick my tongue against the roof of my mouth, feeling the metal bar there scrape my hard palate. “Everything I give you comes at a price, Aurora,” I tell her gently. “I let you mark me, now it’s my turn.”

“Ahhh!” Aurora screams as I shove the needle through, her head tipping back over the table again. I go through the rest of the process, putting in the piercing bar and screwing it on before removing the clamp. A bit of blood drips over her breast and as her head lifts again, I keep my eyes anchored to hers as I lean down and lick it away.

“One more, Sunshine.”

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