Page 56 of Hale's Pawn
“No, take me like this. I want to look into your eyes when you punish me,” Ainslee says.
I smirk. “If only you knew what your punishment really is. What am I, a fucking sex doll? How about you act like I fucked you right earlier? Enough to have you texting me like a crazy bitch, you know the psychos. Let me demonstrate, ONCE AGAIN, what I do to make you crazy. If I’m acting crazy over you, you’re going to do the fucking same, Bug.” I grab her little ass and slam her against the wall. I lift her up and she wraps her legs around me. She bunches the front of my shirt in her fists and pulls me to her, kissing me. I kiss her as I remove my dick from its restraints. Once I do, I rub my dick over her panty-covered pussy. I tug at her panties, wanting them to shed somehow. I don’t give a fuck how, but I know she’ll be nude if I do that, so I skip it. I groan into her mouth tugging her panties down. I position myself at her entrance and slip in. This time, there’s no marveling at the fact that she’s always so wet. I grip her thighs and push my body into hers to keep her from moving. I pull away from her lips and whisper into her ear, “Tonight, you’re going to experience what my form of punishment is. I won’t let you cum, Bug. It’s a fucking privilege to be fucked by me and you’ll do well to remember that. Hands over your head. Now, you’re not allowed to fucking touch me.”
“Oh, God, yes,” she moans.
“No, not God. Me. Oran Hale. I’m fucking you and I’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll understand what craving someone means,” I grit out into her ear. “You think you’re dangerous, Ainslee? Well, you’re not. I’m fucking dangerous. You know why?”
“Why?”Ainslee moans loud as I fuck her roughly. I hold her legs back against the wall right next to her body and fuck her into oblivion, showing her why instead of telling her.
She tries to run up but I pull her back down. Giving her deep strokes then switching them so she can’t cum. I move my arms, placing her legs in the crook of my elbows. I rest my forehead on hers and intertwine our hands. “Look at me, Bug.” Ainslee opens her eyes and the emotions there are intense as fuck. I know they’re mirroring mine, but I don’t care. “You want to touch me? You want to cum?”
Ainslee nods. “Yes.”
I smirk as I bend a little, slipping almost all the way out. I give her a second to catch her breath and then I thrust in so roughly that Ainslee throws her head back, moaning and screaming. I didn’t know someone could do that simultaneously. My body loves it but she won’t get to cum. “You want me to cum inside you, my little minx? Huh, little asshole?”
Ainslee looks at me and her walls are down. All of them. She’s not holding back from me. “Give it to me, Oran. I want it all.”
I grin devilishly, kissing her and pumping in even more until her breath rises but then as she’s about to cum, I pull all the way out. My body jolts like it knows I’m being an absolute sick fuck. I give her a second and then I use the tip of my dick, rubbing her clit. I slip in only halfway, giving her shallow strokes. I suck on her neck hard, knowing that I’m leaving a mark. My mark. Ainslee moans and she cums, but it’s not as powerful as she wants it to be. When you’re on punishment, that’s what happens. I refuse to cum inside of her and pull out of her. I set her on her feet, fix her clothing, then pull her with me towards the toilet. “Watch.” I wrap my hand around my dick and begin to mimic how I was fucking her. Ainslee watches, licking her lips. I cock my brow, enjoying how she loves to watch me. I underestimate how powerful this nut is. I hold the wall with my other hand to steady myself as I cum, releasing into the toilet. I empty it all in the toilet and once I’m done, I clean up and tuck myself back into my pants. I flush the toilet and take Ainslee over to the sink. I make her face the mirror and I lean lower, placing my chin on her shoulder. I look at her through the mirror. “Because of this, I am going to destroy your pussy for good. No one else will be able to fuck you like me. You look really pretty when you’re sexually frustrated, baby.” I bite her cheek before washing my hands and taking her ass with me back to where Jagger and Karessa are.
When we come back out, Jagger and Karessa look at Ainslee, then me. “We’re ready to go,” I say. I look down at Ainslee who is still giving me fuck-me eyes.
29
Oran
When we getto the villa, we decide to play games since it’s not late. At first, we start with the basic-ass Pictionary and the girls almost beat us, but Jagger and I are more in sync than they could ever be. I smirk at Ainslee because her and Karessa have to chug whiskey. Ainslee grins right back as she snatches the bottle instead and chugs it like she’s out of her mind. “Next game, baby,” she says.
Both Jagger and I stare at her like she’s out of her mind. “You’re kind of hot when you’re competitive, but you’re going to lose, baby,” I say to her.
“What game do you have in mind, Jags?” Karessa says and she has to be cheating because she’s giving him this fuck-me look. I shake my head as Jagger responds with a groan.
“We’re going to play darts. I’m pretty good.”
Ainslee shrugs. “I’m not really good at this game, but whatever. Let’s up the ante.”
“What’s the challenge?” Jagger asks.
“Strip Darts. Anyone who doesn’t hit the bullseye strips. No cheating, since we don’t have socks on.”
Jagger’s grin widens. “Done,” he answers. “Karebear, you down?”
“Anything to get you to lose,” Karessa says and then her eyes roll over to me. She’s much bolder when she’s tipsy. “And naked.”
I look from Karessa to Ainslee, who wiggles her brows at me. “I guess it’s about damn time I see you naked in person, right, Karebear?” I tease her by using the nickname Jagger just used.
There’s this twinkle in Karessa’s eyes and she licks her lips. I chuckle, she’s so going down. “Let’s get this game going.” I slap Ainslee’s ass cheek without looking away from Karessa. The sexual tension from before seems to have amplified by a thousand.
The game ends with,of course, us beating the girls. Ainslee sucks worse than Karessa and she was the first one to be nude. I’m obviously too lost in staring at her that Karessa hits a bullseye. Karessa’s squeal gets me out of my trance. “Strip,” she says to me and I smirk. I play with my boxers waistband for a second and, without taking my eyes from hers, I remove them. Karessa eyes me from head to toe and I know she appreciates what she sees. “Baby,” Ainslee calls me.
“Yes?”
“Have you tasted Karessa’s margarita? It’s so good. Don’t you want to give him a taste, Ressa?”
I look at Ainslee really quick and she winks at me. “I like to watch, Oran.” That comment alone has Jagger groaning. Ainslee watches me as I walk up to Karessa and I grab her drink.
I chug it and pass the glass to Ainslee. “It wasn’t that bad, I think it tastes a little different, don’t you, Karessa?” I ask.
“I don—,” Karessa starts to answer and I place my hand behind her head, then drop my lips to hers. I grab her ass and bring her close to my body which makes Karessa give a surprised gasp that causes her mouth to open, giving me access to her tongue. I kiss her like a man on a mission. Karessa gives just as good as she gets. I feel her lust for me in this kiss. It’s hot, sexy, and downright fucking erotic. I groan, deepening the kiss and her hands become bold as they touch all over me without restraint. I don’t let go until she moans.
