“I said, why are you so tight?” To make my point, I push my two fingers back inside, and she whimpers. “You can hardly take this; how do you plan on taking my cock?”
She swallows hard, but when I curl my fingers inside of her, she tilts her head back and spreads her legs. She’s greedy to get off, but I don’t want her to cum. Not yet. I want her on the edge of madness just like I am.
My tie around my neck might as well be a noose with the way I’m feeling next to her. Her tits are full and heavy with the hard peaks of her nipples pointing straight up and begging.
When I stop rubbing her G-spot, her eyes quickly open, and she begins to beg.
“Don’t stop.”
“Are you working tonight?” My words are bitter, and she doesn’t answer right away. “Answer me.”
“Umm.” She bites her bottom lip and rocks her hips, silently asking for more.
“That’s not an answer.” I use the pad of my thumb to graze over her clit, and she opens her mouth in a silent gasp.
“Please, Reese.” She reaches for my hand so she can force it inside of her, but I shake my head.
“I said answer me.” My teeth clench as I take her wrists and pin them over her head while my other hand is still between her legs.
“I’m supposed to work tonight, yes.” She whimpers in the back of her throat, and I shake my head.
“No, you’re not.”
“I have to.” She wiggles her hips against my hand, and I let her take a little of what she wants. My fingers rub that sweet spot, and when she starts to moan again, I stop. “Reese!”
“You’re not working at that club anymore.” My words are final, but she doesn’t agree, just clenches her jaw. “How much money do you make in a night?”
She presses her lips together, refusing to answer me.
“I’ll double it. Fuck it, I’ll give you anything you want. Name your price.”
“It’s not that simple.” She lets out a frustrated huff, and I’m happy I’m not the only one hurting to cum. “I’m on probation right now, and I need this job. What if, what if…” She hesitates.
“What if what?” I ask, getting pissed. “What if you find someone else better? Someone willing to pay more?”
“No! That’s not what I meant.”
Anger courses through me, but instead of pulling my hand away, I give her what she wants. Rubbing against her G-spot, I swipe my thumb over her clit again. I do it faster and faster until she’s writhing on the bed.
“I’ll wear you out until you can’t walk, let alone dance for someone else.” I lean close and bite the shell of her ear before I whisper against it. “I’m the only one that gets this, do you understand me?”
“Yes!” she cries, and I know right now I could get her to agree to anything.
“Yes what?” My fingers curl in that perfect rhythm that I know will send her over the edge.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl.” I press my lips to hers just as she cries out. Her climax is hard and fast, but I don't give her a moment of rest. “Roll over and get on your knees.”
She’s slow to do as I ask, and I smack her on the ass sharply as she does it. She lets out a little squeak, but I pull her to the edge of the bed so her ass is up, and I stand behind her.
“You’re not working tonight.” I state it as a fact as I get down on my knees and bury my face against her. My tongue goes from her clit to her ass in one long swipe, and then I lick inside her pussy. She pushes against my face, already wanting to cum again, and I growl as I eat her. I suck on her lips and finger her as she gets closer to the edge. When she’s getting close, I slide a finger in her ass, and she cries out at the pressure. “So fucking tight.”
She cums against my tongue, but I don’t stop. Not until she’s gone off three more times, and her legs are shaking so hard that I’m having to hold her up.
“Reese,” she begs as a sheen of sweat covers her body, and she grips the sheets.
“You’re going to tell me everything, do you understand me, Heidi?”
“Yes, sir.” Her voice is barely above a whisper as I lower her back down onto the bed.
Standing up, I stare down at her in a soft heap on the mattress, and all I want to do is fuck her. I want to lose myself in her warmth and claim her as mine, but I can’t do that yet. I want everything from her, but mostly I want the truth, and I need to know why she’s working at this club to begin with. Is she running from something? Or someone?