Good girl
“If you don’t answer me, this stops,” I said. Her eyes widened but she kept thrusting her hips forward. “Are you listening to me?” I asked. She nodded. “Words, Princess.”
“Yes, Shane,” she whimpered.
“Are you a little slut?” I asked.
“I-I—,” she stuttered and looked at me with panicked eyes. Even through the haze of euphoria she was experiencing I could see the shame flash in her eyes.
“None of that,” I said as I kissed the inside of her thigh. “You don’t ever have to be ashamed with me. Never that. You hear me?” I asked.
“Yes,” she breathed as she nodded.
“Good girl,” I murmured. I stared into her eyes as I continued to fuck her with my fingers. Her nipples were hardened peeks that pushed against the thin fabric/material of her poor excuse of a dress. “Now answer me before I get mad,” I growled. “Are you a good little slut?” I asked. She nodded and I brought my free hand down on her sensitive clit. Her cry was raspy as it fell from her lips. She was confused as she stared down at me. Dribble fell from her mouth and glossed her bottom lip. “You’re not a good little slut for just anyone, are you?” I asked.
“N-n-no,” she said and shook her head. The action was so adorable I almost pulled my pants down and took her right then. I couldn’t wait until I had her come on the tip of my tongue, on my lips, and all over my face. I could wait.
It’ll be worth it. We need this.
And she’s being so good, Maximus. I want to savor this for as long as I can.
Agreed.
“That’s right, you’re not. You’re my good little slut, aren’t you?” I asked with a purr. I pulled my fingers out and thrust them deep into her to the knuckle. She groaned as I filled her. I repeated the action, making her take every inch.
“Yes, Shane, yes,” she moaned.
“Say it, Princess,” I demanded. “Say it now.”
“I’m your good little slut,” she moaned.
She tightened around my fingers and I knew she was almost there. She cried as she thrust herself hard against my fingers. Her cries became incoherent as she found her release. I pulled my fingers out and before she could groan I pushed my hands below her ass. She yelped as I lifted her up. I shoved two fingers in her tight little ass.
“Oh, fuck,” Adea cursed.
“Such dirty words for a Princess,” I chuckled.
Before she could give me a smart retort I dropped my lips to her wet cunt and feasted on her like a starved man. I ravaged her and took her. I thrusted my tongue into her as deep as it would go. She moaned as I bounced her ass on my fingers.
“It’s not enough, it’s never enough,” Adea cried. “I need you, I need all of you.”
“And you have it,” I growled. “This is enough. Now come for me like my dirty little slut.”
“Yes,” she cried. “Yes, yes, yes!”
“Are you coming for me?” I cooed.
“Yesss,” she hissed.
She bounced on my fingers and her sweet juice gushed on my tongue at my words. I lapped up her juices and she tightened around my tongue. I bit down on her clit and she exploded. She rocked against me and shook as her orgasm burst through her. I rubbed my face left and right and bathed in her juices. Her thrusts became jerky as she rode out her orgasm. I pulled my fingers from her backside and licked her from the bottom up before I moved back and looked up at her. Her chest rose and fell rapidly and I watched as she blinked through the haze.
“Goddess,” she whispered. I turned my face to the right and bit hard on the inside of her thigh.
“We’ve talked about this,” I tutted. “She has nothing to do with your juices all over my face.” Adea would have blushed if she wasn’t already flushed from our play. It’s a little too late to be shy around me but I love the way she wears her heart on her sleeve.
“Does she?” I asked.
“No,” Adea murmured.
“Good girl.”
Standing to my feet, I look down at her as she looks at the obvious bulge pressing against my slacks. She licks her lips and I groan at her eagerness. Leaning down, she looks up at me as I kiss her deeply. Straightening up, I watch as she places both hands on my hips. Before she can push my slacks down, I grab her hands. She raises her chin, a pout on her lips, and glares at me.
“I’ve got an idea,” I breathe.
My eyes drop to her lush lips and I swallow painfully as I imagine them wrapped around my hard cock. Just the thought of it has me straining against my pants. How far will she let me push her today? I’ve never been as rough with her as I was today. What I need doesn’t stop at being physical. I need her obedience, her willingness to obey me even when she questions what I’m going to have her do. My good girl doesn’t say anything but lets me lift her off the couch and place her on her feet. She stares up at me patiently and I’m pleased that she’s waiting for my direction.
“Get on your knees.”
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