Page 15 of A Vow for the Vamp
She’s mocking me.
She’s being a brat, egging me on so I’ll punish her.
I curl my finger, ordering her to get on my lap.
She straddles me, immediately stripping me of my shirt. I hiss the moment she places her freezing hands on my shoulders. Our kiss, the dance, my hand around her throat—every time my skin meets hers, I shiver. I open my mouth to question her about her cold touch, but she covers my mouth with hers. Words melt away as she laps her tongue over mine.
Without breaking the kiss, she smooths her palms down my chest and over my stomach before reaching for my cock.
My entire body is on fire, and I groan at the welcome chill from her hands as she wraps her fingers around me. She’s seconds from sinking down my length when I stop her.
“Shit.” I glance over my shoulder. “I have a condom in my pants, which I left in the bathroom.”
“I don’t want one—”
“Oh, thank God,” I say and thrust up into her.
Millie screams when I fill her to the hilt. The pleasure is consuming. Exaggerated in a way I can’t explain. I almost come when her pussy throbs around me.
She clutches my shoulders for leverage and lifts until only the tip of my cock is inside her, then she sinks back down.
“Fuck, Millie, this feels… fuck!”
She repeats the motion again and again, sliding up and down my dick, then rotating her hips in circles.
I lean in and cover her nipple with my mouth, sucking it in and flicking my tongue over the sensitive bud.
She cries out, her cunt gripping my cock at the move. I don’t let up, sucking harder and scraping my teeth over one nipple while I tweak the other between my fingers.
She buries her hands into my hair, latching on and tugging painfully on the strands.
While my mouth worships her breasts, I skim both my palms around to her backside and take handfuls of her plentiful ass.
Then I hold her in place and take over, driving into her at a punishing pace. Every sound that comes out of her mouth—moans, groans, whimpers—fuels me on.
I crash a hand down on her ass and she cries out. I swallow the sound with my mouth. My tongue clashes with hers and when I deepen the kiss, she bites down on my lip.
I groan, tasting blood, but I don’t pull away. She sucks on my lips, greedily swiping her tongue as if she’s licking up every last drop.
It’s erotic as fuck, and I pound into her harder.
“Yes, Teddy,” she mumbles against my mouth.
She’s getting close. Her pussy walls constrict around me. When she’s seconds from exploding with release, I stop moving and fill her to the hilt.
“What the fuck?” she growls, making me chuckle.
“I’m sorry. Did you want to come?”
“Yes!”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have been asking me questions when I didn’t give you permission to speak.”
She rolls her eyes, and I spank her again. Her head falls back with a moan.
“Let me come!”
She tries to move her hips, but I tighten my hold on her.
