Page 32 of Wasted Oil

"Did I say you could stop?” I'm not sure where that came from but I’m going with it.

He goes back to sucking and licking driving me to my first climax.

"Fuck, Rhett, please don’t stop. I'm about to come.” In a blur, he flips me so that I’m face down on the bed while my ass is in the air. He runs his middle finger through my wet folds slowly teasing my clit, collecting the saliva and wetness.

"Oh god.Oh god.oh god.” The feeling inside me, the tightness twisting and turning.

Rhett leans over and grabs a fistful of my hair pulling me up my shoulder against his chest, his hand coming up to wrap around my neck.

"You can come when I say you can come.” He whispers those dirty words into my ear and I nod my head in approval.

"Good girl.”

He takes his other hand and dips his middle finger into me, pumping it in and out.

"Fuck that feels so good.” My head falls back and my eyes flutter shut.

"You feel so good–” I hear sucking noises coming from behind however it's not on me, but his own finger.

" —taste even better too.” I’m no longer able to keep quiet as he takes his finger trailing up to my forbidden entrance, teasing it slowly. My legs weaken, shaking with pleasure.

"JESUS!”

The sensation is new yet satisfying. I thought I would hate it seeing as I’m a virgin back there, but the way he is slightly applying pressure has me withering against his hold. His other hand comes down rubbing my clit adding to the new found of excitement.

"Fuck!” His mouth closes over mine in a mind numbing kiss to muffle the screams of pleasure that I'm no longer able to contain. I let go without his permission shaking violently riding the wave of my orgasm.

My breathing starts to calm down the last of my orgasm washing away. I collapse on the bed exhausted just from that performance alone, I flip onto my back and my eyelids heavy sleep wanting to settle in.

"Oh no you don’t, I’m not finished with you yet.” With lighting speed Rhetts removes his shirt, pants, shoes and socks leaving nothing but his boxers.

"What's wrong vaquero are you a grower not a shower?” I prop myself onto my elbows giving him my most seductive look.

"Oh baby, why don’t you come and take them off and see for yourself.”

The challenge in his eye makes me wet instantly. Slowly I get onto my hands and knees crawling towards him taking my time to reach him. Once I reach him my hands roam his body tracing each and every tattoo that has marked him, a body that was obviously shaped by Adonis himself. Goosebumps erupting throughout his body, his breathing faltering as my fingers play with the hem of his boxers. I lean and give his V little kisses before I pull down.

Fuck me! How the hell is that thing supposed to fit in me!

"Something you wanna say princess?” I'm eye level with his monster cock and he wants to be sarcastic? I’ll show him sarcasm.I don’t reply to his comment, better yet I take my tongue and give it a swipe across the tip of his cock licking the precum before taking him into my mouth.

"Fuck,” he hisses through gritted teeth his body tensing his hands flying into my hair to keep me where I’m at while he fucks my mouth. "Fuck baby” He pumps himself in and out faster and harder, making me choke and gag with tears running down my face.

I feel his tense muscles under my grip with his own release on the edge. He rips me away, commanding me to turn around with his grip.

"As much as I wanna see my cock fill in that pretty pussy I'd much rather play.” My eyes skate over my shoulder looking back at him.

"Now princess you didn’t listen to me and you failed the dare, so how about we double down on that dare?”

His hands stroke the side of my thigh before landing a smack to my ass. Shit. I was hoping he was lost in euphoria he would have forgotten my bad behavior. Who am I kidding I've never taken well to rules lately and punishment at the hands of Rhett Parker, sound sexy to me.

His thumb teases my puckered hole once more igniting a flame of desire to my core. I want more.

“You’re on cowboy.” I arch my back, pressing my ass to his skin ready for him.

I should feel scared since this is the area untouched. The idea of him being the first seems rather perfect. Since I couldn't have him the way I always dreamed this way seems way to hard to pass up. Emphasis on hard, since the tip is now entering so slow that it almost hurts in a good way.

The sting makes me flinch and he pulls out.

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