Page 80 of Break Me
Bending over, I wrapped my arms around them, breathing across her already slickened mound. Every sound she made was a sweet yet slippery slide into surrendering to me. Whether she knew it or not.
I darted my tongue around her clit, keeping my eyes pinned on her. Every move she made, every slight noise caused an instant reaction. Now my balls were tight as drums. I dragged my tongue down the length of her pussy while inhaling her sweet scent. Her fragrance was more intoxicating than the several glasses of wine.
She was still trembling. Still struggling. Her eyelids half closed. Her lips pursed.
And now, all I wanted to do was devour her. Inch by inch. I buried my face into her pussy, sliding my tongue deep into her tight channel.
Halle tossed her head to the side, taking gasping breaths. Still digging her heels into the upholstery even though I had a tight hold on her.
I rolled my thumb around her clit, taking my time to lick her slowly, taking in every drop of her sweet cream. She was already so wet, so hot that my tongue tingled. I shifted one hand, thrusting two fingers into her pussy.
Her moans were bedraggled, her skin now shimmering. I could do nothing more than watch her expression change, savoring the light blush color slowly creeping up from her neck to her jaw. I kept my concentration fully pinned on her as I flexed my fingers open, pumping several times. She writhed, biting her lower lip to keep from making a sound.
I was insatiable, adding a third and fourth finger. She was so wet my fingers were soaked, her thighs stained from her juice. Now her scent was driving me wild.
My fingertips were digging into her tender skin, but it didn’t seem to bother her. She was lost in the moment of bliss, constantly licking her lips in the same rhythm I was licking her sweet pussy.
I thrust my fingers hard and fast then slowed so I was barely pumping. She did her best to arch her back, pulling at the tie until the knot I’d used tightened around her wrist. The way she threw a look at her bound hands was adorable. So full of venom.
She continued bucking against me, moaning softly when I slowed, gasping when I sped up. I was relentless in teasing her, enjoying every moment of driving her wild. The second I smacked my fingers against her pussy lips, every muscle tensed,her body responding instantly. She was driven into the throes of a climax, barely able to keep from screaming.
I couldn’t get enough, licking every drop of her cream, my entire body aching from intense need.
One orgasm rolled into a second and soon she was lost in the moment, her head lolled to the side and her breathing coming in scattered pants. When she finally began to ease down from the clouds and opened her eyes, I noticed at least a hint of her rebellious side had returned.
“Don’t tease me,” she whispered.
“Or what?” I licked my lips, making the action exaggerated. That prompted her to roll her eyes.
“Or you’ll see what happens when you underestimate me.”
Laughing, I got off the couch, once again standing over her as if I would continue to taunt her if for no other reason than longing to push her buttons. But around her I constantly seemed to lose control.
At that point, I was too famished to wait any longer than necessary. I barely had my belt and trousers unfastened before I crawled on top. The ache in my cock was as intense as it had ever been. As I pressed the tip of my cock against her glistening folds, she wrapped one leg around my hips.
I’d promised myself I would be a tender lover, but that just wasn’t happening. I plunged the entire length inside, throwing my head back the moment her muscles clamped around my cock.
“Jesus.” She was even tighter than I remembered, her muscles able to pull me in even deeper. The way her pussy throbbedimmediately pushed me to an edge. I craved every inch of the woman.
Any gentleness was tossed aside and soon I yanked her other leg around my hips. With both hands pressed against the sofa, I remained aloft, leaning over her so I could study her face. Her lips.
Her eyes.
Lowering my head, I kept my lips hovering over hers, both staring into each other’s eyes. There was something even stronger about the jolt of current running through my muscles and every vein. The tension brought a wave of adrenaline pulsing through me like rocket fuel.
There were so many vibrations that I was thrown, beads of sweat already tickling my forehead.
She was calm, teasing me by licking her lips, even darting out her tongue just enough the tip was mere centimeters away. Yet she never allowed herself to lick me. As if she was in control. As if she had any chance of dominating me.
My laugh was subtle, but enough she shuddered. I pulled out until my cockhead was barely inside, driving into her with enough force she groaned. I repeated the brutal action several times until she was breathless, never blinking.
She was still glistening, her skin shimmering in the warm glow of light. She was mesmerizing, but my hunger was beginning to cloud my vision. I fucked her long and hard, refusing to stop even as she moaned and writhed under me.
There was nothing quite like the feel of my weight crushing down on hers. She arched her back, doing what she could tomeet every brutal thrust. But it was impossible. I was too rough for her, too intent on fucking and filling her.
“I need to fill you with my cum. Maybe I’ll paint you with it.” A single bead of sweat slipped down my nose, dropping ever so slowly to her cheek. As it rolled toward her soft lips, she smiled in the subtle yet powerful way that kept me in a slight trance.
“You can try.” Her words were soft, barely whispered and entirely too seductive.
