Page 21 of Reignite Me

I obey once again, looking up at him through my lashes. He lets out a groan and quickens his pace.

“Oh fuck.” His moans fill the room, and I can tell by the twitching of his dick that he’s close. He takes a step forward, placing the head of his dick on my tongue.

“Fuck, Thea,” he moans out as he comes. The salty taste coats my taste buds as it pools in my mouth. I refuse to swallow until given permission.

“Such a greedy little cumslut. Now swallow,” he growls as he withdraws his dick from my mouth. Maintaining eye contact, I close my mouth and do as instructed, and then a slow smirk dances across my lips.

“I’ve tasted better.” The bratty words tumble from my mouth without a second thought. And one look at Ryker, who raises his eyebrows at me, makes me realize I’m going to be punished for that. I bite my lip as I evaluate Ryker’s expression, but he’s so unreadable.

Smiling innocently, I crawl the rest of the way towards him.

But he stops me by saying, “You want to act like a brat, you’re going to get fucked like a brat. Get on the bed, facedown.”

Leaning back on my heels, I gaze up at him with a defiant look plastered on my face, but his gorgeous eyes captivate me enough to obey. Standing, I saunter past him, purposely brushing my body against his, in hopes he will grab me, but instead, Ryker points to the bed without saying another word. Pouting, I kneel on the end of the bed then lean forward to rest on my elbows so my ass is up in the air, doggy style. I wiggle my hips to situate myself, only to have a hand smack firmly on my ass. The smack is loud enough to echo in the room, and I muffle out a whimper as the sting settles in.

“What was that, tigress? Again? If you say so,” Ryker says.

I open my mouth to reply but stop myself when his hand makes contact with my skin once again. My hands grip the sheets while my ass starts to burn. Just when I think he’s finished, hot liquid trickles over my back, causing me to tense up. The fucker used wax on me.

I attempt to lift my head to glance over my shoulder, but a hand pushes my head back into the sheets. More wax is poured onto my back, and then two fingers brush over my clit, causing a moan to escape me. Ryker uses two fingers to rub my clit in circles as my moans become louder. My pussy starts dripping when Ryker applies more pressure. I rock back against his fingers in an attempt to gain more friction, but another smack across my ass stops me.

“Ryker, please,” I pant.

“You won’t get my cock until you learn to watch your mouth. I should throat fuck you, but that wouldn’t be a punishment for you,” Ryker says.

He stops rubbing my clit and plunges his fingers into me, pumping them. The sudden intrusion has me lurching forward on the bed, but Ryker grabs my hip firmly to keep me in place and withdraws his fingers. I groan at the sudden loss of being filled, yet it quickly turns into a yelp of surprise.

Ryker replaces his fingers with his dick, and with one hard thrust, he’s balls deep in me. He starts brutally thrusting into me and says, “Take your punishment like the good little slut you are.” His hand slides through my hair and yanks me up against his chest.

“Yes, Ryker,” I moan out. His thrusts are animalistic, just like the night before, but this time I’m able to feel him hitting my cervix. “Ryk, you’re…you’re so big,” I pant breathlessly.

“You can take it, little tigress.” His breath is hot against my ear. He drops me back onto the bed then wraps a hand around the back of my neck to push my face into the mattress. Leaning over me, he pounds into me.

My legs quake beneath me as my orgasm starts to build and my pussy clenches around Ryker.

He chuckles darkly. “Oh, you want to come, filthy whore? Too bad.”

He pulls out of me then slaps my ass before the bed shifts as he gets off the bed.

“Ryker, get the fuck back here!” I screech. My body quakes with the denial of an orgasm. Rolling over, I find him standing at the edge of the bed, jacking his dick. One glance into his eyes, and I see a mischievous glint. Oh fuck me.

“I make the rules in this bedroom, and if I don’t want you to come, then that’s how it’s going to be. You’re going to suck my dick until I’m blasting down your throat. Then you’re going to get dressed, I’m going to take you home. Our parents want us to join them for dinner,” Ryker says simply. He’s standing there so casually jacking his dick while saying this information that it almost doesn’t register what he said.

Crawling towards him on shaky legs across the bed, I take him into my mouth, tasting myself. I moan around his dick, allowing my teeth to graze him slightly. Ryker lets out a hiss at the sensation but doesn’t tell me to stop. Instead, he grips my hair and thrusts deeper down my throat. Thank God I don’t have a gag reflex. I have him all the way down my throat, my nose touching his abs, I let out a moan.

The vibration causes him to shiver and whisper, “Do that again, little one.”

Obeying, I moan once again. This time I can feel his dick twitch, and he moans with me. “Fuck. Yes. Just like that.”

I bob my head while grazing my teeth on him again.

He lets out another string of curses before he says, “Graze your teeth one more time, and I’ll blast right down your throat.”

Taking that as the permission I need, I pull back just enough until the head of his dick is in my mouth, and that’s when I let my teeth nick him. His hisses as it tips him over the edge, and the salty taste of his cum coats my tongue. I swallow every drop like the good slut I am and make sure to lick the tip once more, cleaning him.

“See, you can be a good girl. But just because you can be a good cock sucker doesn’t mean you have permission to come,” Ryker says.

“But…” I start.

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