Page 45 of Moto
She inhales sharply, her pupils dilating. I know I have her.
“I’ll make you beg, Kayla. I’ll make you beg until your voice goes hoarse, and only then will I consider it.”
Her breathing picks up as a multitude of emotions storm in the deep brown of her eyes.
“Dev,” she expels my name in a hush. Reservation, regret, and want all playing on the single syllable.
“Don’t think. Just shut up and kiss me, Kayla.”
And to my greatest surprise, she does, with more force than I was expecting.
It’s a barrier-shattering embrace. A wall has just crumbled between us, and I have full intention of ruling over the formerly forbidden land.
Passion roars between us as clothes rip and hot breaths mingle. I don’t waste one second taking control. This is my show, and Kayla is about to become my living puppet.
“Spread your legs,” I order, pushing her thighs apart. “Put your hands over your head, grab the sheets, and don’t let go.”
Her eyes widen to the size of satellites, but she obeys my command. She’s a good girl already. I suspend myself over her naked outstretched body. The tip of our noses a centimeter apart, our fiery gazes locked. “You come when I say you come, understand? No matter what.” I grab her face and kiss her roughly. “I’m going to lick you until you cry and then fuck you until you beg.”
Kayla’s breathing accelerates rapidly. “I told you, you have no idea what I’m capable of. So it’s time I show you. Don’t let go. Don’t move, just moan, and give me what I fucking want.”
The pounding of Kayla’s heart gets louder. She’s nervous. Probably more nervous than she’s ever been with a man. That’s exactly how I want her to feel. I want her scared so I can show her just how exciting the unknown can be.
I suck my way down her neck, leaving lingering red marks over her skin. Stopping at her chest, I fondle both breasts at the same time, teasing her nipples with only the tip of my tongue. I work them both over until they’re sharp little points, and Kayla is writhing. As much as I enjoy her tits, it’s her pussy that’s making me salivate. The closer I get to the overstretched apex of her thighs, the more unhinged my desire becomes. She’s already wet when I take my first lick; the sweet taste of her arousal is potent. I take my time, finding a comfortable position to lay in as I force her legs farther apart and feast on breakfast. Kayla keeps a firm grip on the white sheet above her head as I lick and suck and nip and bite barbarically. Her tortured moans growing louder by the minute. When I sink my tongue into her flooding entrance, she spasms. “Dev!” Her entire body twisting with ecstasy.
I don’t say a word. I only respond with a swifter, more brutal tongue-lashing. I meant it when I said I wanted her crying, and by the look and feel of it, she’s close.
“Dev, oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Her voice elevates as she undulates her pussy frantically against my face. I pull back, not even a tiny bit close to allowing her relief.
“Fuck. Please don’t stop.” She flails on the bed to my delight.
“Cry for me, Kayla.” I flatten my tongue against her pussy and drag it up mercilessly over her swollen clit, again and again.
“Dev, plee-aaa-sss-eee,” she gasps, satisfying me thoroughly.
With a smile I can’t erase and a throbbing cock so powerful, it could crush stone, I climb up Kayla’s primed body. Her entrance so slick, I slide effortlessly through her drenched folds.
I gaze down at her as she pants laboriously, her eyes closed and facial muscles tense.
“Beg me to fuck you.” I bite her earlobe and tug.
With her hands still clinging to the sheets, she mewls, “Please.”
“Not good enough.” I rub my cock harder against her clit.
“Dev, please!” She arches, but that’s still not sincere enough.
“Look at me.”
Kayla cracks her eyes open slowly. Her warm brown pools are now a bottomless sea of black. “Say it.”
“Dev, please fuck me. Please let me come.”
Oh shit, my cock twitches. I wasn’t expecting the last part.
“Damn, Kayla.” Without restraint, I slam into her, burying myself to the hilt. The two of us spasming out of control. I slide a hand underneath her back, forcing her up. She clings to my neck as I surge my hips, submerging my cock over and over.
“Tell me.” I grit my teeth. “Tell me how fucking much you want me to let you come.”
