Page 22 of Sacred Vow
“Are you dating my son, hellcat?”
She shakes her head again, tipping it back against my shoulder. “No.”
Excellent.
Sure, Zephyr will have a few things to say about this when he finds out, assuming he ever does, but I’m not the kind of man who begs another to have a taste of his girl. If she’s willing to come, I’m willing to take. Besides, I prefer to ask forgiveness than permission.
I pick up the pace of my fingers, feeling how on edge she already is. This sweet little devil has been wanting this since Saturday night.
“Look how wet you are for me,” I say, rolling my fingers against her walls and approving of just how well she squeezes in return. “You’ve been starving for me, haven’t you?”
“Like you’ll never know,” Tilly pants.
“Have you fucked yourself, hellcat? Worked your cunt until you were spent while imagining just how thoroughly I’d fuck you?”
“Yes,” she groans, grinding against my fingers.
“Tell me how.”
“How I fucked myself?”
Releasing my hold on her throat, I pull my hips back just an inch before quickly working the button of my pants. Tilly doesn’t hesitate, plunging her petite hand inside and freeing my raging erection. She grips me tight, her fist not even able to close fully around me, but she doesn’t back down from the challenge.
“I’ve never been so wet,” she tells me as she pumps her fist up and down, her thumb roaming over my tip and making meshudder beneath her touch. “When I picture the way you would have fucked me at Vixen, the desperation is too much. I took the biggest dildo I had and rode it until the sun was shining through my window.” She takes a breath, already panting. “I worked my vibrators until their batteries were dead, but there was no relief. No matter how many times I’ve made myself come, it’s never enough.”
“You’ve been a thirsty little whore for my cock.”
“You’ve got no idea.”
Tilly pants, and I feel the way her walls tighten around my fingers, and I pull back, not letting her come just yet. Instead, I stretch my thumb to her clit and roll it in tight circles as her hips jolt with pleasure. “Let’s see just how well we can quench that thirst.”
“Oh fuck,” she gasps, her fingers digging into my wrist.
“Are you ready for my cock, hellcat?”
“Please.”
“Not before you come for me.”
Tilly groans, and I work my fingers faster, massaging her walls from within before curling them just right and rubbing past her G-spot over and over. She squirms under my hold, her nails digging into my skin.
“Fuck, I’m gonna—”
I pull back, forcing her body to calm down, withholding her orgasm. I work her up again, this time quicker, taking her right to the edge and building the intensity within her, knowing that when I finally allow her to come, it’ll be the best one she’s ever had.
I work her up three more times, each time bringing her closer to the edge. She’s panting and squirming, her hips violently jerking against me, desperate for a release, and when my own desperation to feel the way she comes on my fingers is too much to bear, I give in and allow her to detonate.
Tilly comes hard, exploding around my fingers like the little vixen I knew she was. She cries out, her grip on my cock tightening almost to the point of pain. Her walls convulse around my fingers, but I don’t ease up on her G-spot, keeping my fingers moving.
Her whole body feels the effects of my touch. She throws her head back in ecstasy as her hips jolt again. Her knees become weak, and she melts against me, barely able to hold herself up. But I don’t dare stop, drawing her orgasm out until I’m positive she’s got no more left to give.
She’s fucking beautiful, even more so when she’s coming on my fingers, and I realize just how much she’d been holding back with Zeph earlier. This woman has so much more to give, and I won’t stop until she’s utterly spent.
Pulling my fingers free from inside her, I lift them to her lips, and she greedily accepts them, sucking them dry until there’s nothing left. While I would have loved to taste her, I know there will be time for that. Right now though, it was detrimental to my health to watch her suck her own cum off my fingers.
Tilly has barely caught her breath when she glances over her shoulder. “Does this mean you’re finally going to put me out of my misery and fuck me now?”
“Yes, hellcat,” I say, leading her over to my couch. “It’s going to be hard and fast. Are you ready?”
