Page 58 of Dance of Ruin

“No,” she breathes.

I spank her ass. Hard.

“Lying earns more punishment,” I say darkly. Then I lean over her, letting my cock rub along her slick, hot little pussy again.

“But no,” I murmur, mouth brushing her ear. “I’m not going to fuck you…”

I smile as her thighs tense, her hips shifting under me.

“Notyet.”

She whines in the back of her throat.

“Iamgoing to come using one of your greedy little holes, though.”

I lean back, grinning inwardly as I watch her try to process that as I move around the desk, slowly and steadily.

She keeps her eyes on me, following my every move until I’m standing behind her head, her body still laid across the desk, feet planted on the wood, knees apart, wrists bound, hair spilling like ink over the edge.

I brush her cheek.

“Open your mouth, ballerina,” I say.

Naomi’s eyes are wide open, starting at my throbbing cock. She nervously chews at her lip again, but I notice the way her nipples harden even more. The way her thighs clench.

The glistening, dripping arousal between them.

“Of course, if you’d rather,” I murmur quietly. “That plug has probably stretched you out enough that Imightbe able to cram my fat cock up your tight little asshole, if you’d like to go that route instead…”

Naomi flushes dark red.

But she doesn’t look at me furiously, or with horror, or distaste. Just like she’s desperately trying to hold something back.

Slowly, she shifts and drops her head back, letting it hang over the edge of the desk and opening her pouty, soft lips.

Her gaze meets mine, and something deep and helpless in it shudders.

“Good girl,” I murmur, running my thumb along her top lip before sliding it into her mouth.

She moans softly as I press it against her tongue.

Then I pull it out and grip her jaw with one hand, the other wrapped around the base of my cock.

Her mouth stays open, waiting.

Wanting.

“Eyes on me,” I say quietly.

And then I slide in: just the head at first—thick, hot, stretching her lipswideas her eyes bulge in surprise.

Fuck. Me.

I bite back a deep groan as her lips wrap around my head. As her tongue tentatively licks the very tip, toying exploratorily over my piercing.

Fuckingfuck, I think I just fell in love with this mouth.

Instinctively, I rock my hips forward, groaning again as her jaw stretches to its limit. She gags slightly when I hit the back of her throat, but doesn’t pull away.

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