What I haven’t already fucking done for this fucking pussy.
My pussy.
My hand dives in again, and I swipe along her slit, enjoying the wetness I created. Wetness only meant for me. And it makes me so fucking hard my pants begin to tent so badly they can barely hold me back.
I’m hungry. Greedy. Groaning into her ear as I touch her because I’ve wanted nothing more than her for the past three years.
Longer even.
All my life, I knew she was the one.
Yet … she never gave me a fucking chance.
My lips drag a line all the way from her neck to her lips, and I lean back, hovering within reach yet not close enough to kiss. Her head arches forward, meeting my lips, but I pull back inch by inch until her eyes burst open, angry, obsessed.
And the smirk on my face only grows deeper, filthier.
Now … she knows.
I step back a few feet and look at her body slowly twirling in the ropes as she tries to balance herself. She cannot get out of this one, and she knows it too. I can see it in her eyes. She fucking hates it, and it makes me want to spin her even harder.
“Let me out of here,” she growls.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I retort, licking my lips at the sight of her dripping pussy. “But I don’t think you understand what you agreed to.” I tilt my head. “And I think you know that too now.”
“Fuck you,” she spits, still struggling.
“Oh, I will fuck you, don’t worry,” I reply, and her cheeks turn red as a strawberry. “But first …” I zip down and pull out my throbbing cock. “I’m going to enjoy myself thoroughly, and you’re going to watch me.”
She gasps in shock as if it still surprises her I could be this dirty.
But she hasn’t even seen half of it yet.
With a filthy smile, I start rubbing myself in front of her, spreading pre-cum all over my length for added pleasure. Even though she says she hates me, her eyes still eagerly watch my fingers slide across.
“Hungry for a taste?” I muse.
“You wish,” she retorts, averting her eyes with shame.
“Look at me, Jas,” I command, and she does exactly what I want because she knows she has no other choice. “Watch me come like I watched you.”
Her face only reddens even more. “Why?”
“Because you asked me to take what I want,” I reply, jerking myself off in full frontal view of her beautiful body. “And I want you to look at me.”
Even though her shirt is still on, it’s soaking wet, and her skin is visible through the fabric, including her taut nipples.
God, what I wouldn’t give for her to beg me to lick those.
“I only said that because you drove me insane,” she retorts.
I flick my tip and then step closer to her. “Now you know how it feels.”
She shudders, goose bumps erupting on her skin. “What do you plan to do with me? Leave me to hang?”
“What do you think I’ll do?” I reply, coaxing her to spill her dirty secrets. “Lick you some more?” I lean in and drag my tongue along her collarbone. “Fuck your every orifice?” I swipe my finger along her clit, and she mewls with delight. “Come all over you?” I rub my dick up against her thigh, and she struggles to stay put.
“You’re a filthy fucker,” she says.