Page 43 of Bully

It was like everything was happening in slow motion as he pushed my thighs apart and brought his lips to my wet center. I didn’t get to watch him the last time he did this to me, and now I felt cheated out of it. Because watching Tamen Bryce feast on me was a sight to behold.

The man had a talented mouth.

Sweet, mother divinity, he was good at that.

“Yes.” I hissed, grabbing the railing for support as I arched into him, dragging my nails down the back of his scalp to hold him tighter to me. Tamen growled and bit my clit before sucking it into his mouth.

I rode his face, crying out in ecstasy as I came on his tongue, I realized that my broken Duke got off on pain. Between my marks on his skin and the way he nuzzled into my tight hold on his hair, he loved the burn of pain as he pleased.

He also was a giver, which was not expected at all.

Was he a giver with all of his past partners, or was there something different about our dynamic that made him fall to his knees? Shaking my head, I brushed that thought away as he kissed my inner thigh, looking up at me from under hooded lids.

“Good boy.” I praised and his body shuddered before he rose to his feet, once again towering over me as I dropped my feet to the step under my ass and sat up straight. I refused to fall beneath his power as he tried to exert it to prove he could.

He wiped his lips with his hand and lowered his face right above mine again, so I tipped it back to match. “If anyone else muttered those words to me, they’d bleed for it.”

I smirked and seductively ran my nails up the tightly restrained bulge in his jeans I knew would be there, waiting for my touch. “Yet they make you drip when they come from me, don’t they?”

“Guess that means we’re both dripping tonight.” He countered, unable to let his ego go long enough to appease me.

“Do something about it.” I challenged, shaking my disheveled hair over my shoulder and hooking my bare leg around his, pulling him into my body the last inch.

“Here?” He smirked, glancing around us like suddenly a public alley wasn’t suitable for fucking me.

I shrugged and pushed him back a step. “What? I’ve already got lines in my ass from the steps, if we change positions now, it can look like a waffle fry when we’re done.”

He snorted and shook his head, but pulled me up off the step and turned me to face it. “Feet up here.” Taking my ankle, he lifted one foot up onto a step near my waist and I put the other one next to it, holding onto the railing for support while he kept me from standing up. I was in a weird, squatted stance with my feet spread apart, but as he pulled his zipper down behind me, I understood the game. “You want me to fuck you, Rainbow?” He asked against my ear as he tore a condom open.

Every noise was more powerful as they hit my ears. The noise of his jeans as he pushed them down, the slide of the condom as he rolled it on, the traffic on the busy city street a few hundred yards away, the erratic beating of my heart when he effortlessly lined up with my soaked entrance.

I turned my face against his, so my lips brushed his cheek as he ran the head of his cock through my arousal, coating it. “If you don’t, I’ll go find someone else to do the job you started.”

His swift and forceful movement interrupted my words as he entered me in one abrupt and deep thrust. He was so tall; he didn’t have to move at all as he pulled my hips back toward him and pushed inside of me. I couldn’t let go of the railing, or I’d fall into him, and I wasn’t willing to do that.

Instead, I held on for dear life as he pushed me forward again, forcing my feet further apart so I was more open to his intrusion. “Careful, Rainbow.” He hissed against my ear as I moaned unashamedly. “Or my chaos will break free and wash away your pretty little colors.”

“Mmh,” my head fell back against his shoulder, and he bit my earlobe as I gave into the urge to lean into him. “Whatever you say, Tamen. Just don’t stop fucking me. Don’t ever stop.”

It was probably the realest I had ever been with the man, brushing painfully close to pathetic and needy, but I couldn’t stop the words as his punishing thrusts rocked my body perfectly. The big bulbous head of his cock pressed against my G-spot with every thrust, and he knew it.

“Tell me something no one else knows.” He whispered in my ear, reaching under my leg to run the pads of his fingers over my swollen clit. God, he knew every secret to my body’s pleasure, and I edged toward an orgasm that would leave him triumphant as I crumbled in his arms.

“No.” I shook my head deliriously, “That’s not what this is.”

“Would you tell me if I begged?” He countered, slowing his thrusts and giving me only that thick, flared head repeatedly. “Or should I praise you to get what I want? Which route will make you squirt for me when you come, pretty girl?”

“Fuck.” I moaned, tightening my hold on the railing as I fought the comfort I got from the heat of his body against mine.

“Mmh,” He pushed my chest forward, so I was bent over more, presenting better for him. “I bet it’s the praise.” Gathering a handful of my hair in his fist, he slammed in deep, holding me still by my hair so I didn’t topple forward into the stairs and bust my face as he fucked me hard. “Good girl, Rainbow. You listen to me so bloody well. You know exactly what to do to make me happy.”

“Tamen.” I cried, trying to bring my feet together to relieve the pressure on my g-spot that was going to make me squirt, just like he had demanded me to do. “You’re a bastard.”

He chuckled, and then spanked my ass cheek powerfully, before wrapping one hand around the front of my throat with the other still in my hair, holding my head down so I had no choice but to take his punishing cock. “Actually, I’m the legitimate son. But you bring out the worst in me.” His tone changed to a dark, harsher voice as he bit my ear once more, bending over my back. “Come on my cock, Sloane. Give me what I fucking want.”

“God!” I screeched, losing control of my body as he dominated me and I fell headfirst into a cataclysmic orgasm, riding the waves of pleasure as I gave him what he wanted.

“Not even close, baby.” He grunted and then pulled out, seconds before the scorching hot spray of his come covered my ass and lower back. “Not even close.”

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