Page 142 of Arianna

This time the moan that rolls up my throat is one of desperation. One of need.

“Oh, fuck, yes. Please.” My nails scratch at his chest, clawing for a way inside. Mine. Mine. The jealous little monster that lives inside of me screams as I fuck Sebastian’s hand.

He laughs arrogantly, aware of how strung up I am at this moment. “Watch that mouth, or I’ll fuck it hard before I take that cunt again.”

Increasing my speed, I fuck his fingers with all the desire that is building inside me and say, “Do it. I want to taste you, too.” I grin wickedly down at him when his eyes become hard with desire and challenge. Then the bastard removes his fingers, causing a whiny moan to slip from my mouth.

In a second, he lifts me by the ass and forces my face between his legs. I did it now, I think to myself with a triumphant smile on my face.

I watch as Sebastian fists his shaft and runs hand up his long, thick length.

My mouth waters at the sight of it.

Long, hard, and all man.

Mine.

My entire body comes alive, and my pussy begins to ache. “I like it.”

“You like what, darling?” I blush at the same time Sebastian grins. “Say it. Use your big girl words.”

“Your cock, Sebastian.” I snap, no longer feeling shy but annoyed and…horny. “I like your cock.”

Chuckling softly, he drops down closer and rests on one forearm while simultaneously stroking himself with the other. His mouth is now in my ear. “My cock likes you, too.” I suck in a breath as he fucks his fist slowly. Tempting… so hot. “Want to know a secret, Arianna?”

Not looking away from that glorious cock, I ask. “I’ve wanted to fuck that bratty mouth for so long. Every time you sassed me all I thought about was making you gag on it until those pretty green eyes of yours had tears in them.”

Filthy.

Confident.

Egotistic.

Perfect to me.

“What are you waiting for?” I challenge unashamedly. Because he makes me feel like I can ask, say, and do anything without worrying about the repercussions. Sebastian makes me feel strong, brave, and weak all at the same time.

Because this was torture.

The tease likes to torture me.

“Open your mouth.” I do. “Wider and stick that pretty pink tongue out for me.” He gritted the words between clenched teeth.

Opening my mouth wider, sticking my tongue out, he slaps me with his cock, and I should feel wrong about this moment. How dirty it makes me feel, but I don’t. It only makes me go wilder for him.

Wetter between my legs.

“Take me into your mouth, baby.” Sebastian grounds out as I suck the head of his dick first, then slowly lick the base and the veins at the side, enjoying the taste of him. I do that for a couple of seconds longer until he has had enough of my torture, wraps my head around his fist, and grunts out. “All the way back, Arianna. Suck it hard.”

I do, moaning when the head hits the back of my throat.

“Fuck,” Sebastian’s body buckles. “Touch your pussy for me,” He demands.

A low whimper escapes me as I balance on one arm, letting the other press between my thighs, starting to work my clit as I continue to suck him.

A little harder.

His hand tightens in my hair as he starts to slam back into me, making me take him even deeper into my mouth.

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