Page 119 of I Promise You
She keeps going, sucking, bobbing her head up and down, and I watch her so intensely, enjoying every fucking second. Then she pulls my cock out of her mouth and instead sucks on my balls. I groan, raising my brows when she swallows them. She’s taking me by surprise. She puts each of them in her mouth, meanwhile wearing a sinful grin.
“Punish me harder, Danny.”
My eyebrows raise. Her request has my dick jumping, but I’m hesitant.
“Careful what you ask for.”
Because I will. I will punish her harder if that’s what she wants, but giving me complete control?Now, that is a dangerous thing.
I snarl at her, warning her as she licks my length to the top of my cock, and she smiles as she does it. Then she takes the head of it, putting into her mouth, and gives it another world-shattering suck.
“I know exactly what I’m asking for. Punish. Me. Harder,” she taunts.
I grin sadistically. She loves the pain.
I grab her by the throat, hard, rough, but this time, I put pressure on it. Bringing her face to mine, I tell her, “Give meyour ass, Ari. I’m going to make your pussy weep for me as I fill your insides. You’re going to be begging for me to stop, and when you do, I’ll hurt you just a bit more.” Then I trail my nose to her breasts, and she pushes her chest into my mouth.
I suck on her nipple hard, squeezing her tits with my other hand. My fingers pressed into her skin like a thirsty beast.
I close my eyes as I tease her. Her body stiffens when she realizes I’m about to unleash a taste of my darkest desires.
If she thinks this is it, she doesn’t realize just how far I’ll go to claim her as mine.
“You know what? No! I don’t want to give you any part of me anymore. Let me fucking go.”
“Let you go?” I hum sarcastically.
She nods, glaring daggers at me, and I laugh.
“You’re not going anywhere. You don’t have a fucking choice,” I growl. Fuck, how I love to watch her hate me.
She tries to grind herself on me, probably to relieve the pain from not feeling me.
I could worship her tits all night. I bite her nipple right before I release her. “Fracture my boundaries like you promised me in Iraq, right?” she chokes out through my hold, testing me, still getting under my skin by sassing me. A deep snicker growls out of me.
I tighten my grip on her neck so it’s harder for her to breathe. I’m going to physically take her breath away.
She struggles to breathe, but doesn’t thrash against my hold. Her fingers are holding onto my hand that’s wrapped around her throat. I dig into her skin, rough and tight, and she looks like she’s about to pass out, but I won’t let her…or maybe I will.
“This is what you do to me,” I hiss into her ear angrily, my lips brushing against her ear. She yelps little moans through the chokehold I have her in, but I won’t let her sneak in oxygen yet. “Feel my pain, Ari,” I tell her as she struggles, tears in the cornerof her eyes, crying like I wanted her to. She glares at me the entire time, letting me suffocate her.
“I can’t fucking breathe when you’re not with me. Just. Like. This,” I growl, my voice husky and dark, while I give her one last tightened grip. Her eyes are about to roll back, and she almost passes out.
I let go of her, and she coughs, inhaling all the air I stole from her. She regains her composure, locking eyes with me. She doesn’t have to say anything. She wants me to kiss her.
Not just yet.
Then she takes a deep breath and springs onto her knees over my seat, her ass in the air. I love seeing her in this position, but now she will regret her words.
She pants hard, looking over her shoulder to watch me.
“Such a dirty girl. You want to watch me destroy you?”
She nods, biting her lip.
I lift the dress just barely enough to expose her beautiful cunt. I smirk when I see that she’s crying for me here, too.
Well, too fucking bad.
