Page 83 of The Forbidden
My jaw clenches. I make quick work of stripping out of my suit. “Take off your heels and panties.”
She quickly obeys, throwing her heels down on my bedroom floor. The thong is next, as she draws it down her long legs, leaving her bare. My eyes flicker to her dripping pussy, and I groan
“Lay back, pull your legs up spread eagle. Hook your elbows around your knees and don’t move. I want you on display, with full access to your wet cunt.”
Her eyes widen but she swallows down any hesitation. She follows my command, pulling her legs up wide, and holding them in the air with her arms.
“Like this?” she asks tentatively.
“Wider if you can.” A thrill shoots straight to my cock, when she widens her legs even more. I can see everything. And what a fucking exquisite sight it is. “Good girl,” I praise, climbing between her spread legs and dipping my head to taste her.
Anais jolts like she’s been shocked. “Oh my god,” she breathes.
“Hold still. Don’t let go until I’m finished with you,” I order, getting back to work.
My mouth latches onto her clit, sucking the little bundle of nerves inside and stimulating her as I push a finger inside her pussy. She gasps, hips rolling. I work her slowly, adding another finger. I pump in and out, smirking when she soaksme with her arousal. Her inner walls tighten around me, legs tremble… I withdraw from her.
Her glazed eyes snap to me. “Why’d you stop?” she groans.
“Because the only place you’ll be coming tonight is on my cock.”
“But I was so close,” she whines.
“I know.” I grip my hard cock, slapping it down on her pussy. Anais gasps. “But bad girls don’t get rewarded.” I slide my cock up and down her cunt, circling her clit with the thick head. My narrowed gaze meets hers. “You don’t get to come until I say. Got it, Brat?”
She licks her lips, slowly nodding her head in acquiescence. But I see the flash of frustration in her eyes. She wants to snap at me. But she wants her orgasm more. “Okay,” she whispers.
I stare at her on my bed, legs in the air, spread wide open… it’s fucking perfect, but obscene. An image I’ll burn into my brain and remember for the rest of my life.
I climb off the bed and wrap my hands around her waist, pulling her gently to the edge. This gives me perfect leverage for what I have planned. Slowly, I circle the tip of my cock around her tight entrance, before pushing inside. My eyes roll shut when she tightens around me. I’m certain I’ll never get used to the feel of her. With my free hand, I trail up her body, teasing each nipple until my fingers find her neck, wrapping around it like the perfect necklace. I flex my fingers, my cock jerking with every stroke.
Having been immersed in the world of jewelry since I was a child, I can honestly say, she could wear a million-dollar necklace and it still wouldn’t look as good as my hand wrapped around her neck. I groan, imprinting this image in my brain as her throat bobs beneath my fingers.
My eyes lock on hers. Blue to lilac. My chest tightens when I find no apprehension staring back at me, only trust, love, and awe. I swallow. I wish I could be the man she deserves. I shove the thought away, focusing on the now and pushing deeper inside her. I move torturously slow, feeling every inch of her perfect pussy enveloping me.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I murmur, my gaze locked on hers. It’s incredibly intimate. I want to break our connection, but I can’t, too caught up in the intense electricity crackling between us.
“Evan,” she whispers softly around my grip on her throat. She feels it. This pulse between us.
“I know,” I don’t know what it is I know, but I make a mental note to explore it later.
When I’m fully seated inside her, I exhale a breath to prepare myself.
Then I pull out before slamming back into her, hitting depths. I know it will change us both forever. I know it like I know my own name. Because I’m taking parts of Anais, just as she’s taking parts of me. She just hasn’t realized it yet. Honestly, I don’t think I understand the magnitude of what’s happening. Even though I know things will only end one way, I keep going, taking more and more of the girl that loves me.
My hand tightens around her throat, loose enough she can still breath but hard enough to hold her in place. I pick up speed. Her mouth parts, the moans falling from her lips are music to my ears as I thrust into her tight cunt. Her arousal leaks from her, soaking my dick. My brat likes me dominating her. I smirk, moving my free hand to her clit and pressing down.
Her body jerks, and she almost releases her legs, but my good girl manages to keep ahold of them. “Evan,” she croaks, eyes wild as she stares into mine.
I run my finger down to where we’re joined, dipping inside her entrance. It’s such a tight fit, my cock stretching her wide open, I can’t really wedge it inside. Coating my finger in her juices, I trail lower, to her puckered hole. Her throat bobs with her swallow, but she nods, giving me permission. Her trust in me is something I’ll never get used to.
“Good girl. I love watching my cock stretch your little pussy,” I murmur, eyes focused on where we are joined. Circling her asshole, I coat her with her juices before pushing a digit inside her tight hole. She freezes, her body tensing. “Relax sweetheart, let yourself enjoy this.”
She exhales, and I flex my fingers in approval as she opens up for me. I push past the tight ring of muscle, groaning when she tightens around me. I feel my cock through the perineum, and I thrust. Fuck me. I imagine this is what heaven feels like.
With my finger in her ass, my cock in her cunt, I work her body, showing her exactly who owns her. She clamps down around me, squeezing my cock so hard, my balls tighten up and pleasure shoots down my spine. I pull my finger from her ass, and rub hard circles on her clit, pushing her over the edge.
“Come, Brat.” I give her permission.
