Page 60 of Wickedly Played
And my role as a hired gun.
I’ve willingly taken the oath as a made man for the McDougals. I’m the opposite of someone who deserves anything good.
I don’t deserve to feel any of the fluttering in my chest. I also don’t deserve the adoration I’m receiving from Serena.
Her arms link around my neck. Serena’s tight little body is pressed against mine. Every single one of my senses is crowded by her. I just need to taste her again.
“Tell me what it is you want. I bet you deserve it more than you think you do.”
My hands drop from her head, past her arms, to her hips, sliding to her ass cheeks, and I grip them in my hands. I hoist her up my body and press her against the wall. With a quick swivel of my hips, she comes alive in my hands. The little moan of pleasure encourages me.
Deciding to stop denying how I feel, I lay it out for her. “What I want to do is fuck you into the mattress. I want to make you come over and over again. I want to fuck you all night so when you wake in the morning, you still feel me moving in and out of your body. I want to spread your legs open, throw them over my shoulders, and feast on your delectable pussy. Then, after you have come a couple of times, I’m going to pull you up on your knees, cuff your wrists to the bed, and then your ankles to the bed, then I’m going to fuck you again.”
Serena loudly moans against my mouth. “Yes, please.”
My nose nudges her lips to have her kiss me. “You want to know what it feels like to be mine, sweetness? You want to feel what it feels like to give control over to someone else?”
“God, yes. Please.”
I rotate my hips again. I take a step back to let her feet fall to the floor. Within a second, I throw her over my shoulder and toss her on her bed. My hands remove her clothes with a fever, and she whimpers. My lips trail up her legs from her ankles until my mouth is hovering over her soaking wet pussy.
“You smell like you need to be fucked,” I taunt darkly.
“I want you,” she whispers.
“You’ll get me, sweetness. I need to eat this little pussy first.”
My lips, tongue, and teeth begin to assault her sex over and over again. She’s writhing on the bed in front of me. I look up from where I’m at on the edge of the bed to see her body wracked from pleasure.
“Your little greedy pussy is addictive, baby,” I compliment. “I don’t know how I’m going to be able to stay away from it.” I shove two fingers inside of her, listening to the gasp that reverberates through her body.
It has been several months since I had sex with a woman. I have tried to follow my shrink's recommendations, but it is all about to fly out the window.
“Are you going to come?” I growl with her clit pinched between my teeth. I lightly nibble around the sensitive flesh, my fingers plundering inside of her over and over again. She doesn’t answer me, so I remove my mouth from her.
“What? No!”
“Answer me. Are you going to come?”
“Yes! Please!”
I suck on her little nub a lot harder than before, causing her to detonate in my mouth. My tongue and fingers continue fucking her through her orgasm. She’s screaming loudly under me until the last of her orgasm is squeezed out.
“Holy shit,” she whimpers.
Removing my mouth from her, I walk over to her closet to grab the ribbons, ropes, and the other toys I know she has in there. I lay them on the bed with her eyes watching my every move.
“You know,” she teases, “I’m the one who is supposed to tie you up and make you lose control.”
I chuckle at her joke. “Maybe another time, sweetness. I want to please you. I wonder how long it has been since someone made me so horny you could combust.” She sighs. “Do you trust me to please you, sweetness? Do you trust me to make your body sing?”
Serena nods gently. “Yes, Max. Please.”
She looks like she’s going to say something more, but stops herself. “What is it, baby?”
“Promise you won’t laugh?”
Shrugging, I nod. “I’ll try.”
