“Eventually?” I echoed softly as he urged me to crawl onto the bed.
When I was on the center of the mattress, he gripped my hips to roll me onto my back. Staring down at me, he growled, “You didn’t think your punishment was over, did you?”
“Um…no?”
He whipped his shirt over his head and flicked the button on his jeans. “Being cute won’t get you out of this.”
My lips curved into a grin as I tilted my head to the side. “Are you sure about that?”
“Nope.” He let the P pop on the end as he shoved his jeans down his muscular thighs. His boxer briefs went with him, and his hard length sprang free. The head was purple, and there was a drop of precome at the tip. “It’s going to be hard as fuck to stay mad at you about anything when I’m so in love with you that I can barely see straight.”
My heart melted at his admission. “Then it’s a good thing I love you right back just as much and never want to do anything to make you truly mad at me.”
“Then don’t ever leave me in bed like that again.” He crawled onto the mattress. “It doesn’t matter how tired I am or how early I have to be up in the morning. If you need to go somewhere, wake me up first.”
“I will,” I promised as I stared up at him. “Unless it’s just to go to the bathroom really quickly.”
“I guess I can let you get away with that.” He wedged his shoulders between my thighs. “But you still have more to pay for flying so far away from me this morning without a word.”
With his hands cupping my butt, which was still stinging from the spankings he gave me, he lifted my center closer to his mouth. Then he proceeded to devour me, using his tongue, lips, and teeth to drive me close to the edge before backing off. Over and over again, until I was a writhing mess beneath him. “Please, Nixon. Let me come.”
“I don’t know, baby. Have you learned your lesson?”
“Yes,” I panted, nodding my head frantically. “Absolutely yes.”
He licked up my slit and circled my clit with his tongue before asking, “And you’re never going to leave me like that again?”
This time, I shook my head and promised, “Never ever ever.”
“Then yes, baby. You can come now.”
He went about giving me what I was begging for, eating me through an orgasm before quickly driving me up for another. And another. His fingers held me open while he feasted on my pussy. His tongue lapped at me, filled my tight channel, and flicked at my clit until I felt as though I couldn’t possibly take any more.
But Nixon proved me wrong when he finally gave my pussy one final lick before crawling over my body. His blue eyes locked on mine as he notched the tip of his dick at my center. “It’s so fucking hot to watch you fly apart for me. I could do it all damn day.”
I twined my arms around his neck to pull him closer. “Only if you come with me, too. The orgasms you just gave me were amazing, but they’re so much better with you inside me.”
He pressed one elbow into the mattress, and his other hand drifted up my rib cage to cup my breast. “Can’t wait to feel your perfect pussy milking the come from my cock while your screams echo around us.”
His thumb flicked over my pebbled nipple, and my inner walls fluttered in response. Crying out, I lifted my hips, and his dick inched deeper inside. “I need that. Now.”
“Then that’s what I’ll give you.”
He put action behind his words, driving his hips forward to fill me with one powerful thrust. That was all it took to trigger another small orgasm for me, and I shuddered beneath him as he held my hips while pounding in and out of my pussy. It felt as though my release was never-ending, the pleasure ratcheting higher and higher until I saw stars behind my eyelids.
It was all that I could do to hold on while he hammered into me, the headboard slamming against the wall while the bed squeaked beneath us. His fingers dug into my hips hard enough that it was probably going to leave a mark, but I was looking forward to seeing those bruises and remembering this claiming.
When my lids drifted shut, he barked, “Keep your eyes open, baby. I want to see your pretty green eyes while I fill your tight pussy with my come.”
My eyes popped open, and I stared up at his gorgeous face. “Yes. Come for me, Nixon.”
“Fuck,” he grunted, his blue eyes filled with a wildness I’d never seen in them before. I felt a feminine thrill, knowing that I was able to drive him to the point when he lost all control. He exploded inside me, and his orgasm triggered another for me. It was more intense than any of the others.