Page 45 of Broken Beauty
Ariella is a good girl, you can tell from the way she speaks to you or shows off her smile. But when it comes to me, she can be so fucking cruel and bad. I know she is trying to appear confident and strong but I also know, secretly, she is so innocent and way too good for the kind of person I am.
I get up from the bed and my eyes trail down her legs. Her legs that look so perfectly bare and shaven. They are glistening from the moonlight because of the kind of lotion she puts on. She is so perfect.
Even when she pisses me off.
Ariella keeps her eyes on me the entire time I make my way to her. When her head lifts up to make eye contact with me, I see a challenge and innocence mixed.
I place my hands on her waist and press my hips into hers.
She'll get her punishment in another way.
I lean in and press my lips softly to her neck. Ariella lets me and she melts into putty when I trail kisses all over her neck, slowly and gently. I lick my way up to the spot below her ear. Ariella moans and her hands go to grip my t-shirt.
“Ash,” she says, breathlessly.
I lick her skin and then suck at the spot below her ear. She raises one of her legs around my waist, which I go to grip.
It's perfect that she is wearing a skirt.
I trail one of my hands towards the inside of her skirt and I feel the fabric of her underwear. While still kissing and sucking on her neck I unwrap her leg around my waist and pull down her underwear until they slide down her legs.
“Are you wet, Madden?” I whisper in her ear before kissing her soft spot.
“Ash-“
“Answer me,” I demand, running my hands down her waist to touch her thighs.
Her head leans back and hits the wall. “Yes, please touch me,” she whimpers.
One of my hands dances towards the spot between her thighs and I run a finger in between her folds. She's soaked and so fucking warm.
I could slip three fingers in and it would be so easy to make her come.
With my other hand I undo my belt and unbutton my jeans. I pull out my cock that's already swollen and hard, wanting to be inside Ariella.
Not yet, though.
I stroke her between her folds as I rub the head of my cock, back and forth. The same motion as I'm stroking Ariella. She forces her hips closer to mine, making my cock make contact with her wet cunt.
“Ari, stop moving,” I say while keeping my eyes trained on the way my fingers play with her pussy.
“What are you doing?” she says as I see her look down at what I'm doing. “Put it inside, Ash. Please.”
I lick my lips before leaning closer to her. I rest my forehead on hers and direct my cock in between her folds. I nip my bottom lip, concentrating on the way she feels around me.
I'm not even inside her and I already want to come and mark her.
I lean down and press a kiss to the spot below her ear. “If you move one inch, I'm going to pull out.”
She nods her head but the way her eyes flutter under her closed eyelids tells me she can't even concentrate on what I'm saying.
I thrust my hips against her slowly, rubbing my cock along her folds. The way her silky wetness covers my cock makes me want to bust inside her. I grunt as I keep moving inside her, rubbing my cock against her wet and warm pussy. I play with her clit with my cock making Ariella moan and shift her hips against mine.
“What did I say?” I hiss, grabbing Ariella's throat. “You want me to pull out?” I ask, tilting her head to make her look up at me.
Her face shows pure ecstasy and I'm not even inside her. Her mouth is open and she is panting hard making me even harder.
All I want to do is push inside her and make her scream.
