Page 10 of House Rules
The pink on her cheeks darkens like a goddam confession, as her nipples grow so hard I’m sure they’re going to cut through the lace holding them back. My fingers itch to touch those lush breasts, to roll those hard buds around in my mouth until she’s screaming my name.
Now that I have her right where I want her, I continue. “Or maybe you want me to tie your hands together, limit your movement while I drive my cock inside you so hard and deep you’ll never walk the same again.”
“Oh. My. God.” She breathes out.
“Better yet…” I brush my thumb over her mouth.
“What?” she asks.
“I’m going to do all three.” I
wait for a second, examine her responses, then say, “Yeah, you want it all. You want every little bit of that because you’re a greedy little girl, aren’t you?”
A cry slips from her lips as she tosses her head back. “Yes,” she answers.
Good enough for me. I grip her chin, squeezing lightly until she opens her mouth for me. “This fucking mouth. As much as I want to hear it scream my name, I want my cock in it more.”
I bend forward and attack her lips, my tongue seeking entrance, wetting her pretty mouth even more to prepare it for my cock. She kisses me back, and our tongues tangle. Fuck, she’s a good kisser. So good I don’t want to stop. If I didn’t have other things I need to do to her—need her to do to me—I could spend the night with my mouth on hers and be as happy as fuck.
“Lift your dress and open your legs. I want you spread wide when you suck my cock.”
She inches her legs open, and I glimpse her hot, pink lips glistening in the lamplight. Goddammit, I can’t wait to lick her, make her come hard. I want to give it to her so fucking good that she’ll forget she’s putting on an act. But I’m going to make her wait a bit for it. If she wants to play a game with me, I can damn well play one with her, too.
I grab my tie and shackle her wrists behind her back, keeping the knot loose enough that she can get out if she needs to, even though her eyes and body language tell me this is exactly what she wants. Her warm breath flutters across my face as I lean over her. “Keep your hands here. You’re going to get me off with your mouth only.”
I step back, rip into my pants, and kick them off. As I expose my cock, the color in her cheeks darkens. I take my cock into my hand and stroke the long length of it. Hot blood fills my veins, and I throb. It feels good, but her mouth is going to feel better. “So this is what you wanted to see?”
She nods, her mouth opening and closing like she wants to say something but can’t. I kind of dig the way she’s looking at my cock—like she seriously wants a taste. Who am I to disappoint her? Although, I’m a bit worried that as soon as her hot mouth takes me deep, I might just erupt down the back of her throat. My cock grows impossibly thicker, and I’m sure I’ve never been so hard in my life.
I move back into her personal space until her mouth is poised at my cock. “Open wide,” I say, and run my thumb along her wet bottom lip. Christ, she looks so fucking hot I’m about to shoot off before she even touches me. She obliges, and I push my thumb into her mouth and shake my head. “You think my cock is going to fit in here?”
She whimpers and shifts on the bed like she’s struggling with the bind, but I know she likes it. As much as I want to feel her soft hands on me, touching my body and stroking my cock, this time I’ll keep her tied because it seems to be part of the fantasy she’s built up in her head. Next time will be different.
Next time?
Yeah, who am I trying to kid? There’s going to be a next time. One time is so not going to cut it after waiting an eternity for this, and we still have the whole weekend to play.
I slide my crown into her mouth, and her lips close around me. I rock my hips, giving her an inch at a time. Fuck, that feels good. I hold the back of her head as she swallows me, her mouth so wet and hot that I moan loudly. That seems to urge her on. Her head bobs, and I follow the motion with my hands until I hit the back of her throat and she chokes a little. She pulls back and a cry slips from her lips, one of pleasure not pain, and it tells me so much about her.
“Try harder,” I command in a soft voice, and her body vibrates. I grin at her reactions. Christ, who knew we’d make such a great team in the bedroom. I like giving orders and she likes taking them. She relaxes her throat, and I slide in deeper. I’m practically halfway down her damn throat, my cock stretching her neck. She’s going to be rewarded for this. “Yeah, Kitten. You’re so good at that.”
Tenderness moves through me, and I inch out to give her air, knowing she’s taken me far too deep as it is. She licks my crown then runs her tongue over the length of me. I grab my balls, and she dips her head lower to suck one into her mouth. Oh, shit. My cock throbs as she licks, and I grip her hair.
“Put my cock in your mouth,” I order.
She takes me back in, and my blood pumps faster as I let go and spurt down her throat. My heart squeezes as I look at her happily drinking me in. She’s so fucking good, trying so hard to be bad, that I want nothing more than to please her.
I stop pumping and inch out. I brush my thumb over her mouth then wipe the wetness on my leg. “Come here, Kitten.” I pull her to her feet, and her dress falls back to her thighs. I touch the material, dip my finger under the hem. Using a soft touch, I slide up her inner thigh until I reach her wet sex.
“You’re soaked,” I murmur, and lightly brush my thumb over her clit. The heat of her skin is almost more than I can take.
“Sean,” she whispers as her body begs for relief. “Oooh.”
I apply a bit more pressure, pinching the tip, then run my finger down her slick folds. She wiggles slightly, and deciding she’s had enough torture, I push my finger all the way inside her tight hole.
“Yes,” she cries, rubbing up against me like a…well, like a kitten.
I pull out only to push back in again, and her legs are so shaky it’s a wonder she can still stand. I remove my finger and she groans in disappointment, but it turns to a moan when I reach behind her back and unzip the dress that is totally in my way. I remove the tie from her hands and toss it over my shoulder. She wiggles slightly and the dress falls to her feet.
