Page 130 of Chalk Outline
The corners of his mouth curve into a beautiful smile.
He rolls to the side to quickly remove his pants and briefs. I stare at the ceiling with a permanent grin. Hands sneak around my waist, yanking me to straddle his stomach.
The chain clinks with every movement.
The bed shakes.
“Did you look?” he asks with a smirk.
“I didn’t,” I reply, heat rushing to my cheeks.
“You’re such a good girl. You deserve a reward.” He lifts me, helping me hover above the crown of his head, and the metal at the tip rubs against my entrance.
Oh, fuck.
“Eyes on me, Baby.” He twists my nipples in unison, then slides his hand down my belly and presses the pad of his thumb to my clit. Goosebumps break over my skin. “Start counting them.”
I gulp and come down on him. “One.”
“Yeah, just like that. Work those hips and come down on every inch.”
The pressure builds as I lower my hips and swallow another inch that feels slightly different. A vertical piercing. “Two.”
And another.
“Three.”
Wow.
The sensation of them running along the underside of his length and flicking against me makes me squeal and kick my feet inwardly.
A wicked glint sparkles in his eyes, setting my whole being ablaze.
Perspiration lines on my forehead as I slide down another—
Oh my…
“Four,” I gasp.
“Come on, beautiful. You can take it.” He draws circles around my clit. “Just a few more.”
A few?
His chest rumbles.
“You’re so tight.”
I exhale and moan… fuck, this feels so good.
“Five. Six. Are we done?”
With a quick motion, he presses me down onto another one.
“Seven,” I yelp.
Shit.
“Now, we’re done,” he declares.
