Page 65 of Bully

“Well, first and foremost,” She reached behind her and undid her lace bra, letting her big tits free. As if that wasn’t distracting enough, she reached up and palmed them, letting her head fall back as she massaged them, letting sexy little sighs and moans slip from her lips as she toyed with her nipples. “I’m going to suck your cock until you’re cross-eyed.” She dropped her head back down to look at me and licked her lips. “And I’m going to prep you to take me until you’re aching for me and can’t take it anymore. That’s when you’re going to beg me. You’re going to promise to be my good boy and tell me all the things you’ll do for me if I just take you out of your misery and fuck your virgin ass for the first time.”

She grabbed the dildo of choice and a bottle of lube from the cabinet and set them down on the bench next to the cross. Admittedly, the dildo was far smaller than I imagined she would choose. I thought for sure she would have come back with a massive monster dick to make me miserable, but it was only four inches or so long and slender. Except for the big mushroom head on it. That would fucking hurt.

Sweet, lingering kisses followed the soft touch of Sloane’s hands on my skin, a gentle dance of caresses across my back and sides. I leaned into her touch, desperate for it, feeling so on edge and uncertain. With a swift movement, she pulled the blindfold back down, the sudden absence of light disorienting me in my distraction.

I thrived in the dark—normally. Right at that very moment, however, I hated it.

“Have you done this before?” I asked, hating that she was going to tell me yes.

“Not like this.” She replied instantly as I heard shuffling in front of me seconds before her lips landed on my inner thigh, making me jump and then instantly lean into her touch. “Never like this.”

“What’s different?” I fought to stay grounded as her fingers wrapped around my dick seconds before her wet tongue slid down the length of it. God, her mouth was so wet and hot.

“I’m enjoying it.” She purred before taking me deep into her mouth and gagging on it. I bloody loved it when she gagged on my cock. “My panties are soaked right now, and my clit is so swollen. You can’t see it, but I can’t stay still, I keep rocking my hips to rub my pussy on the strap of this harness.”

“Rainbow.” I moaned when she gently pulled one clamp off my scrotum, it burned as blood returned to that part of my skin, but it hurt far less than the last one she pulled off. Minor victories, I guess.

“What about this excites you so much?” I questioned, and I could feel her smile before she licked the shaft of my dick.

“This is more, Tamen.” She asserted plainly and cupped my sack, rolling my balls in her palm. “You’re more. I’ve never had feelings for anyone I’ve been with like this before. The connection excites me.”

I processed her words as she continued her torture on me, using her mouth and hands to make me lose my mind. “The connection.” I hissed when her fingers traveled behind my balls to that place I never wandered. “Right. That’s it.”

She chuckled and I could almost see her snarky grin in my mind’s eye as I laid my forehead on my arm and fought the urge to push back against her fingers. Why the hell did it feel so good?

“I hope you know how hot it’s going to be for me when you beg the first time.”

“Still don’t think that’s going to happen,” I growled, “I’m willing to give you control, but begging isn’t something I do easily.”

“Ooh,” She sang and then I heard the cap of the lube bottle open and tensed. “Does that mean you’ve begged another woman before me?” When I didn’t reply, simply because my tongue was stuck somewhere down my throat as her cold wet fingers started rubbing themselves across my taint, she went on. “Do I know her? Does she work here, should I go ask her for pointers?”

“Fuck you.” I hissed, losing control as her fingers found their target and started that same teasingly pleasant motion against my back door.

“Nah, baby.” She moaned, rubbing her lips on the swollen head of my cock in rhythm with her fingers until I could not stop my hips from jerking, seeking more from her skills. “But I can’t wait to fuck you.”

“Then get to it.” I demanded arrogantly.

“Beg me, Bully. That’s the only way I’m going to give you what you obviously are too manly to ask for. You should see how insane your body looks right now; it’s telling me everything your words won’t.”

“Tell me.” I fought to distract myself as she somehow had me pushing my legs apart even more than they already were. “Describe what you see.”

“Mmh,” She hummed, fisting my dick and letting her saliva glide it over my flesh. “You’re red. Everywhere. Like you’re burning up.”

“Hot. Yep.” I nodded, “Very hot.”

“And tense.” She added, laying her lips against my inner thigh once again on those scars I hated most that she seemed to be obsessed with. “Your thighs look like they could crack a watermelon.”

“I have no idea what that means. You Americans are so weird.”

“You seem to spend a lot of time here in America for someone who constantly complains about the people.”

Shrugging, “I have dual citizenship, but I don’t know anything about this land outside of the dark city dealings I’ve taken part in since infancy. Everything else is foreign to me.”

“Does the UK feel more like home?”

“Nothing feels like home. I’m a nomad with a British accent. That’s all.”

“Shame.” She tsked her teeth once more before removing her hands and mouth from my body completely. I sensed her standing up onto her feet on the other side of the cross before she spoke again. “I liked the idea of telling everyone I was fucking a Royal.” As she said it, Sloane moved behind me and laid another one of her burning kisses between my shoulders. “Call it a fantasy.”

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