Poison

I was messy. I’d messed up and messed his bed up with it. But it didn’t feel bad.

For once in my life, it didn’t feel bad.

There was no disgust, and no judgement, and no idea of him being some kind of carer I should be grateful for.

He was the opposite.

The complete opposite.

My fingers tasted bitter and were thick with cum, and I wanted it. Even though I knew it was filthy dirty, and my heart was pounding fast, and I still couldn’t believe Lucas had tasted my clit through my soaking wet knickers, I wanted it all.

I wanted him.

I sucked my fingers with moans and slurps and every scrap of need I could summon up in me.

I was still squirming, legs still spread wide, clit crying out for more when he climbed up higher and aimed his cock at my face.

It was the most natural thing in the world to open my mouth even wider, and it was the most natural thing in the world to feel him stretching my lips apart and forcing his dick in my mouth along with my fingers.

“Suck me clean,” he said, and I did.

I sucked and lapped and moaned as I did it, and he thrust and cursed for more. His thighs were tense, and he was straining not to dive all the way in and fuck my mouth until he came down my throat.

“Fuck, Anna. That feels so fucking good.”

Yes, it felt good.

It should have been a pit of shame, but it wasn’t.

It should have had me burning up like a self-conscious little cow, but it didn’t.

He’d saved me from that, and now I was soaring. Glowing. Alive.

I was me.

“Fuck,” he said again, and stopped himself thrusting. “Keep sucking those fingers like a good little dirty bitch.”

His breaths were heavy as he pulled his cock away and positioned himself on top of me. I was still sucking my fingers when he tugged my knickers to the side and the head of him eased its way inside. And then he paused.

He paused and drove me fucking crazy.

Teasing.

He was teasing.

“Please…” I whispered and he knew what I was asking for.

It was one single thrust that pushed him inside me, and he was balls deep in a flash, hard and fast and rough enough to make me yelp as the mattress bounced underneath us.

He kissed me around my fingers, his tongue wet and hungry, and I kissed him right back. Need, and want, and love. I loved him so much my heart could have burst.

I pulled my fingers free from our kiss, and we were all about tongues and lips and groans.

He fucked me. Hard. He knew the angle for his hips, dick pressing just right inside, and I felt myself building all over again. Felt my muscles clenching right the way down.

Fuck.

I was lost to everything but the sensation, moaning against his mouth as he slammed in rough.

I’d been scared that Sebastian would’ve made me edgy, but he hadn’t. Not with Lucas. Not with Lucas’s mouth and body on mine.

My hands were up and at him, fingers digging into his back, nails pinning. My knickers were stretched tight to the side, and it was anything but shame that burned inside.

He wanted this.

He wanted me.

He broke the kiss long enough to press his forehead to mine, thrusts still pounding in perfect rhythm.

“I could come like this, right here and now,” he told me, but there was the dirty glint in his eyes that I adored, and his smile was pure filth to match. “I could come like this, Anna, but I’m not going to.”

I cried out as he pulled out of me, but his hand was straight down to take the place of his cock, strumming my pussy like a master.

“Be my dirty girl,” he told me, and I knew what he meant. I was ready when he slipped two of his fingers to my ass and pushed them in.

“Yes!” I moaned. “Fuck, yes! Yes!”

I was writhing and panting as he tore my dirty wet knickers down my thighs. They were off and at me in a heartbeat. He rubbed them against my clit, but further. Deeper. Everywhere.

He rubbed them everywhere.

“Tell me to stop,” he said. “You can tell me to stop.”

But I shook my head.

I didn’t want him stop.

I wanted him to give me everything.

We were face to face when he pulled those knickers up between us. I couldn’t tear my eyes away as he opened his mouth wide and pinned that lace between his teeth. And then he sucked. He sucked on my filthy panties with filthy groans, and rubbed his cock between us all over again, but this time it was flesh to flesh, and I couldn’t stop myself wanting more. I couldn’t stop myself opening my mouth nice and wide to meet his, and it was crazy, and it was filth, but it was us.