strong and insane urge.
She let his cock pop out of h er mouth. “You like it?”
He watched her, pulling at the ties on his arms, making the bed metal whine loudly. “Yes, fuck yes.”
She gave a slow firm lick up his shaft. “I knew you would. And since you’ve been bad…” she crawled over his chest until both her knees were on either side of his head and he stared up at her beautiful sex. He suddenly thanked God for the razor she’d found. She’d put it to very good use and Micah couldn’t wait to feel those soft shaved lips on his. “You won’t get what you want. But what I want. And right now…” she twirled her hips right above his face and Micah leaned for it. She grabbed a hand full of his hair and forced his head back down. “Ah-ah,” she whispered. “When I say.” She slid her fingers over her folds, tormenting him. “Do you understand?”
Micah panted through his desire, nearly delirious with want. “Yes.”
She loved playing this role he saw. Which turned him on more. “Now close your mouth. And keep it closed.” He did, and she lowered her secrets to his lips. “Don’t. Move.” She twirled her soft folds on his mouth and Micah groaned in his effort to obey. He kept his eyes open, wanting to see her. She bit her lower lip and rubbed her fingers across her nipples while pressing her soft sex against his lips, forcing him to feel her but not partake. Fucking amazing. He inhaled her scent into him, never loving something so much, never needing something more. He pulled hard on the restraints when keeping his tongue in his mouth and his lips from sliding over hers became impossible.
She retained a handful of his hair and pulled, thankfully moving his mouth on her. He watched the lines of her body bend like slow flowing liquid then choked on a groan when she slid the length of her slit along his nose then back down to his lips for firm grinding. She repeated the move and flicked her hips when the tip of his nose pressed into her clit.
She moved back to his lips and h e somehow managed to not move them. He waited, no, silently begged while his hips rolled with the desperate need to fuck her with his tongue.
“Lick it. Right now.” She gritted the words and pulled his hair hard.
Micah opened and growled in hunger all over her, lapping and sucking with a delirious fervor.
She bucked on his mouth, moaning and crying out, very soon lost to the feeling. Hunger and maybe anger consumed him when she got off. He gasped and pulled at his restraints, wanting to take her. Make her. She saw it clearly and she loved it. Loved commanding him.
Fuck, he loved her commanding him.
“I’m going to fuck you. Is that what you want?”
“Yes.” The word gushed with need.
She got between his legs and grabbed hold of his cock. She stared at him while stroking along his shaft, one hand on the base, the other sliding firmly up and down, swirling her palm over the wet top, making him bow off the bed.
She bit her lip and hissed as she flicked her middle finger over the slit and Micah growled with need. He grunted when he her finger reached his ass, the wet tip pressing. “This? This what you want?”
“Fuck, yes.”
“Mmmm.” She bit her lower lip and pressed the tip of her finger inside him. Micah thrashed his head at the amazing feeling. She began jacking him off again, leaning to lick the slit on his cock. Micah yanked on the ties, wanting to ram it into her mouth, make her take it.
She moaned in excitement at seeing it. “You want to make me baby?”
He arched his back and thrashed again when she sank her finger deeper. “Fuck I do!”
She gave a whimper of pity then gave the head a rapid and vigorous sucking, working her finger deeper inside him.
The trauma gripped him and he let out a roar. “God, suck my cock! Fuck me!”
She wrapped her hand hard on the base of his shaft and devastated him with a hot tight suction up and down over the thick head while moving her finger in and out