Page 6 of Ink's Devil

I’ve tensed slightly, in case there is more to come. “Relax, it will hurt more if you tighten your muscles.”

“It won’t hurt at all if you stop.” I wriggle, but he’s got me locked down.

“Nah.” He chuckles. “You’ve more to come. One, you insulted my cock. Two, you were too slow to do what I said. Three, you disobeyed me when you lowered your arms. You’re a disobedient little thing, aren’t you?” He carries on listing the infractions I’d supposedly committed, punctuating each one with a sharp slap to my ass, until he gets to the final numbers. “Seven, you critiqued my performance, and eight, you refused to lie on my lap.”

My skin burns and I’m sure my backside is bright red, but instead of being furious and angry, I feel languid, and slightly disappointed he’s stopped. My clit throbs and I swear I’m as aroused as I’ve ever been. Me, who always wondered why some women, and men come to that, like being spanked so much. One thing’s for certain, Ink’s making me re-evaluate a lot of my assumptions about myself tonight.

His hands gently stroke my back and my ass. “You’re a lovely shade of pink, little girl. You mark well. I can even see my handprint.”

Is it so wrong that there’s something about him having marked me that I like?Mentally, I shake myself.You wanted the biker loving experience, this is what you got.Idly I wonder if Pyro spanks Mel, and whether she likes it.

“I think you enjoyed that,” he chuckles.

“How do you come to that conclusion?” I summon the strength to respond.

“Because you’re making no effort to move.”

“I happen to like staring at the floor,” I indignantly respond.

Now he’s outright laughing. “You enjoyed it so much, babe, think you ought to thank me.” His arms gently straighten me. “Now get on your knees and show me how grateful you are.”

My eyes widen. As if making sure I’m left in no doubt of what he wants, he strokes his hard again cock, and stares at my mouth.

He wants me to suck him.

One of his eyebrows is raised in challenge.He thinks I’m going to refuse.I might have, it’s not exactly something that I enjoy, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to give the satisfaction of proving him right that I can’t handle the needs of a biker.

As sexily as I can, I slide down to my knees, relieved that the floor is carpet and not tile, place my hands on his thighs and pull myself in between his parted legs. His cock is clean, he must have washed himself after removing the condom, but as it bobs in front of my eyes, a drop of pre-cum leaks from the tip.

First, I lick my lips, then stretch out my tongue and lick that tempting drop off. It tastes salty, and not too unpleasant.

He growls, as I proceed to circle my tongue around the head of his dick.Oh, the power.Relishing that the tables are turned, I take him inside my mouth, my hands circling the length I can’t take in. He might have issued the demand, but it’s me who’s now in control as I proceed to try to drive him out of his mind, spurred on by the sounds he’s making.

Can I swallow?The thought makes me gag, and I pull away for a second but refuse to give up.He issued a challenge to me when he intimated he’d be too much for me to handle.It’s not like me to back down from a dare. My competitive side coming out, I’m determined to prove him wrong.

I feel his dick thickening and prepare myself, but he pulls me away with a roar.

“On the bed. Hands and knees.”

This time I’m quick to oblige, my willingness partly due to relief.

A tearing sound of foil ripping then unbelievably fast, I feel his cock pressing into me. I’m already stretched and wet, so this time my body welcomes him home with none of the discomfort of before.

He holds me to him, one strong arm across my stomach, trapping me so I’m imprisoned against him. He’s already close, already aroused by my mouth. There’s no finesse now as he reaches down and rubs at my clit.

“You gonna come for me, babe?”

I try to answer, but he’s touching all the right spots. My body does my talking for me. As my muscles tense and I reach my peak, he releases into the condom.

When he gently lets me go, I fall forehead first onto the soft bed, but he doesn’t pull out immediately. Instead, with his dick softening inside me, he gathers up some of my wetness and rims my asshole.

I tense.

“Ever had a cock in there?”

“No,” I say with determination. I never will either.

“Should try it babe,” he encourages, as if realising my reluctance. “Hmm, the things you’re missing out on. Ever thought of having two cocks inside you? One where my cock is now, and another… here?” As he speaks, he pushes his finger more firmly against me.

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