Page 136 of Ruthless Scoundrel
When she eases back into herself, I pull my fingers away. I drag them up to her mouth and slide her cum along her lips, then kiss her again. She moans and cups my cock through my undergarment.
“Thank you for my orgasm,” she says, her smile devious. “Now it’s time for another.”
“So greedy,” I say, tasting her.
She gropes me hard and the blood pulses through my cock. “Yours.”
“Oh, sunshine, I can’t come as many times as you,” I say.
“Why not?” she asks in a needy way as she strokes me through the cloth.
Her touch isn’t delicate either, and it makes me shiver as she tugs and squeezes. I don’t want this to be the way things go again.
“I want your honor, my love, and I can’t take it if you make me come in my shorts,” I whisper against her lips.
“Have you ever tried to come twice?” she asks.
I’m struck dumb. “No, I haven’t.”
“Who says you can’t?”
“I…”
She grins and rubs her thumb over my sensitive head, sending a thrill of sensation up my body. “Let’s see. If not, we have all night, don’t we?”
The drum beats steadily below, and the music of my people resonates through the night.
“We do.”
“Then come here. There’s something I want to try,” she says, pulling me up her body.
I kick my pants off. “What do you want me to do?” I ask, bared before her with my legs caging her ribs.
She pushes her hands against the sides of her chest and makes the crevasse between her breasts join. “I want you to fuck me here, into my mouth.”
I run my hand through her hair and grip the back of her neck. “This will bring you pleasure?”
She nods fervently. I drag my fingers through her center and she gasps. She’s still so wet, and that slickness will aid me in her request. I push my coated fingers through the valley of her breasts and she whimpers, her hips thrusting upward with need.
“This is what you want,” I say, noting her desire for my cock to be elsewhere. “Why?”
“I want to see all of you when you come.” She licks her lips. “Taste all of you.”
Her words slide along my shaft and urge me forward. I press the head of my cock to the bottom of her breasts and slip my damp fingers over her right nipple. I lean forward and take a deep breath, letting my shift overcome my legs. They split, transforming into four tentacles. Two of them come forward, taking the place of Reina’s hands to hold her breasts together. She slides her hands along the ridges of my tentacles, her fingers weaving between the suckers, feeling every bit of me, just like she wanted.
My other two tentacles wrap around the backs of her thighs, one tip teasing her entrance and the other her clit. Her eyes go deep blue with lust as she grips the base of my cock and guides me closer.
I thrust, sliding into the warmth of her chest. She looks down and opens her mouth, tongue lapping at my head when it emerges. The sight is so erotic I feel the orgasm already building at the base of my dick. I push a little farther until I’m fully sheathed between her breasts and she takes the first inches of me into her mouth.
She sucks, swirling her tongue over my head and tickling the bottom of my head. The pressure of her breasts squeezing my shaft is unlike her hand, unlike her mouth where there are ridges and texture. She’s so smooth here it’s like gliding through silky waves.
I pull back and she gasps, her eyes locked on mine. “Faster,” she whispers. “Fuck my tits and make yourself come.”
I grin. “Where did you get that filthy mouth, princess?”
“You want me to stop?”
I thrust forward and push between her lips. “Absolutely not.”
