Page 70 of The Naughty List

She puts her hand in mine and I lead us down the hallway to my bedroom. I spin her around and command her to sit. She drops down on the edge of the bed and looks up at me with wide eyes.

“Tonight isn’t about me, Sadie, it’s about you. About what you want. It’s about making you feel good. So what makes you feel good?”

She looks at me for a second, then quickly looks away. “I…I’m not sure. I haven’t experienced much. I just want to feel free, to feel uninhibited with my sexuality.” She licks her lips and waves her hands in a nervous gesture. “Like what you did to me with your fingers at my apartment.”

“Making you squirt?”

“Yes.”

“Is there anything else you’ve been curious about?”

She shrugs. “I’m not sure. I liked feeling out of control. I liked feeling like my body and pleasure were in your hands.”

I can’t fight the wolfish grin that spreads across my lips. “I like that too, sweetheart, very much. Do you trust me?” She nods tentatively. “Good. I promise I won’t do anything to scare you, nothing too out of your comfort zone. We need a safe word, so I will know to stop if something makes you feel uncomfortable. What’s your word going to be?”

She chews her lip briefly, then suddenly giggles. “Candy cane.”

“Candy cane it is. But you understand what you’re saying, right? You’re giving me full control to do as I see fit with your little body?” While I wait for her answer, I pull my sweater off and begin unbuttoning my shirt. She stares at my hands and licks her lips.

Her voice is husky when she finally responds. “Yes.”

“And you’re willing to obey me? No questions asked?”

“Do you think—” She stops talking abruptly.

I wait a moment for her to continue but she doesn’t. “Do I think what?”

“That it’ll…fit?” Her eyes drop to the obvious bulge in my pants. I finish removing my shirt and toss it to the floor with my sweater.

“My cock? It’ll fit, sweetheart.” I kneel between her legs and reach for her foot to remove her shoes. “It might take some time, but don’t worry, I’ll warm you up with my tongue first.” I drop her foot and gently cup her chin. “You didn’t answer me. Are you ready to obey?”

“Yes, Mr. Snow.”

“So eager.” I pull her up to stand. After removing her shirt, I reach for the waistband of her jeans. “In fact, my mouth has been watering nonstop every time I thought about how good you taste and imagined tasting your pussy again.” Once her jeans and panties are discarded, I push her back on the bed and crawl over her, straddling her waist. I pull down the cups of her bra to reveal her bare breasts.

“My mark is still there.” I run my thumb over it, leaning in to trace it with my tongue. “Did you like when I did that—when I bit you?”

“Yes,” she breathes, her hands sliding into my hair. I spend a few moments kissing and sucking her nipples, my cock already begging me for release. Moving lower, I kiss my way down her stomach until I reach her pubic bone. Her hands fall from my hair as she pushes herself up on her elbows to watch.

I look up at her as I slide my tongue between her folds. “Mmm, already soaked baby.” I get down on my knees on the floor, grabbing her legs and pulling her closer to the edge so I can spread her thighs and bury my face in her. Her pleasure builds, but I stop before she can come. I stand up and look down at her.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m going to let you come, but I want to eat you from behind this time.”

She looks intimidated. “Behind?”

I help her stand and make quick work of removing her bra before turning her to face the bed. Placing my hand between her shoulder blades, I push, forcing her upper body down.

“On your hands and knees,” I instruct, but she doesn’t move. I pull my hand back and smack her ass, the sound ringing out as her mouth falls open, and her body jolts forward a few inches from the force.

“Bend over, Miss Emmert,” I demand more firmly, and she obeys.

“Good girl.” I don’t give her time to think about what’s coming next. I drop back down to my knees and spread her ass apart, slowly dragging my tongue from her pussy up between her cheeks. A gasp tumbles from her lips. My tongue swirls around her asshole as I slide a finger inside her pussy. She pushes against me, wanting more, so I oblige her. I tease her with my tongue and push my finger deeper. Removing my finger from her pussy, I spread her arousal over her asshole before inching my way inside. I repeat the process until she’s pushing her ass back against my finger, fucking herself.

Leaving my finger deep inside of her, I instruct her to roll onto her back. She obeys instantly, and I go back to devouring her as I pump my finger in and out of her tight ass. She’s strung tight as a bow, her legs shaking.

“There’s that naughty girl,” I say between licks, watching her body convulse. “You like getting your tight little asshole fucked while I eat you, don’t you? Come on my tongue, baby.” I lean forward and suck hard on her clit until she explodes. With a groan, I lap up her release.

She moans when I pull my finger from her. “I didn’t think it could get better.”

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