Page 22 of Sleeping Redemption
The sick and catchy beat of INXS’s “Need You Tonight” filled the room. Kinley sprawled out on the sofa in nothing but the soft black lace of her lingerie. She lay there on her back, one leg casually crossed over the other as her foot bobbed up and down to the song’s beat.
A mischievous glimmer filled her eyes as she watched me spin the can in my palm. “You planning on feeding me some of that whipped cream?”
I smirked. “Patience, love. I have many things planned to satisfy your tastebuds.”
She gave that playful pout that had my dick straining against the zipper of my pants. Seeing the wild look in her eyes earlier, I knew that unless I wanted to see the entire city burn, I neededto find a suitable distraction to keep her mind occupied. It didn’t hurt that it also involved my dick getting wet.
Stepping toward her, I temporarily slid the can of whipped topping into my back pocket. I grabbed her ankle and pulled so she spun on the sofa to face me.
Kinley placed her feet on the floor, spreading those delicious thighs of hers. The lace of her panties did very little to cover her pussy. I dropped down to my knees between her legs, grabbing her hips and pulling her down so her ass came off the edge of the cushion.
Leaning over, I tasted the soft flesh of her thigh, working my way up to her hip. My tongue dragged across her skin, enjoying the way her body tasted no matter which part of her it was.
She quietly moaned from my affection, her slender fingers sliding into the depths of my untamed hair.
Working my way up to the top of her panties, I used my teeth to hook and bite the fabric. Tugging them down, I glanced up at her to see those blue eyes filling with the heat of lust. Playfully, I growled and gave a shake of my head as I worked the lace down using just my mouth.
After getting the tiny piece of fabric off her body, I came back between her thighs with a devilish grin filled with many sinful promises. My twisted angel already worked her bra off to expose the supple swells of her breasts, her perky nipples stiff with excitement.
Grabbing the canister from my back pocket, I shook it up as my fingers traced the line of her crease, spreading the lips apart as I brought the plastic tip of the whipped cream nearer to her opening.
Kinley’s hand dropped down to her cunt as she pulled her hips back. “Just what do you think you’re going to do with that?”
Oh, she knew exactly what I planned to do with it. “C’mon, let me fill you up and I will lick you clean.”
Shifting herself so she sat on the edge of the couch, she leaned over, and her hand grabbed my jaw. Her tender lips brushed over mine as she spoke demandingly, “Rook, you know the rules. You’re not supposed to shift into your true form.”
Letting out a chuckle, I responded huskily. “You didn’t seem to mind my tongue buried deep inside of you in the garage.”
She shifted, her legs subtly pressing together, letting me know the memory of it still turned her on. Kinley lightly pushed her teeth into her lower lip before she pressed her cheek to mine while whispering in my ear. “And you’ll be punished accordingly for that indiscretion, when and where I see fit.”
As if my cock wasn’t hard enough in my trousers, it now bordered on painful at the idea of being Kinley’s whipping boy. I would let her draw and quarter me if it meant she got off on it.
I grabbed the back of her neck, and my mouth brushed over the shell of her ear, whispering back with a heavy need in my voice. “I will be waiting, but you better make it hurt, love. Otherwise, I will keep doing it. Making you come over, and over, and over…”
My mouth captured the lobe of her ear, giving it a hard suck, letting her know how undeterred I was by her threat.
She dropped to her knees, joining me there on the floor. Her hands roughly yanked open my belt before hastily undoing my pants.
“Rook, be careful what you ask for.” Kinley snatched the can of whipped cream from my hand after she shoved the waist of my pants and boxers down. My cock sprang free, nearly as hard as the metal that pierced it.
The way she sealed her lips against mine told me of the intense need burning inside of her. Equally as driven, I parted my lips and thrust my tongue at hers, wrangling for dominance in the kiss.
My hand dropped to one of her round breasts, palming it with the stiff peak of her nipple reacting to my touch. In turn, Kinley’s hand dropped down to my dick, wrapping around it firmly.
Groaning into the kiss, I could barely focus on what I was doing as she began to stroke my length from base to tip. Her touch moved over each rung in my pierced ladder, sending a cascading level of pleasure up and down my cock.
“Be a good demon and get on your back for me,” she ordered, and I shed the rest of my clothes with a few kicks before my back even hit the floor. My dick stood at full attention for the dark angel positioning herself between my legs.
Smiling at her, I watched as she continued shaking that can in one hand while working my cock with the other. I tucked my arms behind my head, getting comfortably laid out for her as I awaited what was coming my way.
“Love, I’m all yours. Do with me as you will.”
With one final shake of the whipped cream, Kinley began to spiral the creamy contents around my dick, starting where it met my balls and coating it until nothing but the silver ball of my Prince Albert piercing showed at the tip.
Licking her lips, she didn’t waste any time destroying her piece of artwork. Her tongue snaked out and licked a long line from the center of my balls upward over the barbells on the underside of my cock. A light shiver ran up my spine as I sucked in a sharp breath at the pleasurable contact.
After she cleaned off the sugary topping from one side, she worked the other slowly. I clasped my hands behind my head to prevent my hands from grabbing her head and shoving her mouth down on me. It was gloriously tortuous lying there, being hers to do with as she deemed appropriate.
