Page 7 of Bourbon Sins
I shook my head no as I saw the last of his clothes drop to the floor.
“You know I don’t like it when you disobey me, kitten.”
I didn’t speak because, frankly, I didn’t know if I was allowed to, so I just lay still as he worked his way around the bed.
The mattress dipped from his body weight. I definitely wasn’t sleeping on a TempurPedic, so I was able to feel every move he made. He spread my legs so my feet hooked onto each side of the bed, the cool night air from the open window hit my arousal.
Yes.
“The only reason I’m not going to punish you right now is because you’re so incredibly wet for me. That makes me think you’ve been anticipating the moment I got here. Is that true?”
I nodded to confirm his statement.
“That’s what I like to see.” He rubbed my back and caressed the heart-shaped birthmark that was just above the crack of my ass. It was an odd, but kind of sexy birthmark that was very unique to my body. “I love this birthmark; it turns me on so much.”
He moved his hands down my ass cheeks then gave them both a good whack, one right after the other. My ass lifted off the mattress from the sting, but then it was followed quickly by pleasure. It was a little disturbing to me that I enjoyed being spanked, but I talked about it with Lyla once and she said she was the same way.
“So responsive,” he muttered. “I want you to put your hands on the floor.”
Not really knowing where he was going with this, I scooted my body so my upper half hung off the end of the bed and placed both palms on the very old wood floors.
“Perfect.”
He moved in behind me so I could feel the heat pouring off him and burning into my skin.
He lifted my pelvis off the bed and cupped my ass up to his face as I held my body up with my upper half, as if we were playing some kind of sexual wheelbarrow game.
“Say it,” Rex said, as his mouth hovered right in front of my slick area.
“Show me your teeth,” I practically panted, as I waited for his mouth to descend down on me.
The minute Rex’s mouth hit me, I nearly exploded. I don’t know if it was from the blood rushing to my head or the fact that he was in full domination mode, but I was ready to come with one tongue flick.
God yes. I needed this after tonight, especially after being turned on by one man’s voice. I needed this release.
I moaned as he ran his tongue up and down my pussy and dug his fingers into my pelvis, gripping me tightly. The way his tongue made its way leisurely up and down my most sensitive nerves made the guilt of my sins completely vanish from my mind. He was a master with his tongue, a genius actually, as he applied the perfect pressure in all the right places, making my vision start to turn back and my body contract. I was rewarded with such intoxicating mixed emotions that I didn’t think my arms would hold me up any longer.
Just when I was tipping over the edge of my first O for the night, Rex pulled away and set me back on the bed. Complaints rested on the tip of my tongue, when I heard the rustle of a condom package and was pleasantly reassured that I would be getting what I needed, sooner rather than later.
Rex grabbed my hips again, as I assumed my wheelbarrow position and he guided his cock along my slick folds.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he groaned out, as he continued to torture both of us.
“Only for you,” I said, even though I knew I probably shouldn’t talk.
“You better not be lying,” he said, as he entered me fully.
My hips bucked back into his from the fullness of his cock and the position he had me in.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard.”
“Do it,” I begged.
He groaned as he thrust into me with more power than I had ever felt. He must have had a hard day at work because his pace was relentless, but I loved it. Every thrust, every swivel, every pulse he pounded into my body pushed me closer and closer to that moment of ecstasy where everything was right in the world.
“Ahh, I’m going to come,” he announced to the room and I smiled at the strain in his voice. I did that to him. “You better come with me.”
Eeep, focus, I told myself.
