Rough Stuff (The Untouchables MC 3)

“I’m coming!”

I shook as his tongue explored me. I wasn’t in control. I let his tongue work me as I convulsed helplessly on his face.

Finally, I collapsed on the bed beside him.

“More.”

I traced my fingers over his chest and lower, brushed his cock where it strained against his shorts.

“Hmm . . . you want to do that again?”

“Fuck, yes.”

“Not just yet. Maybe if you are good.” I tugged his shorts down. “If you promise not to come when I suck you.”

He moaned incoherently as I settled between his thighs and started to suck him. I cupped his balls and blew on them, then ran the tip of my tongue over them.

“Does that make them get really full?”

“Unnff. Fuck. Yes.”

I licked the tip and pulled it into my mouth to circle it with my tongue. Then I got a piece of ice. Cass had told me this particular trick. I put it in my mouth and pulled his cock between my lips. He hissed at the sensation. When the ice was melted, I lifted my head again.

“So yummy. I want you to stay hard for a long time for me, okay?”

Cain cursed as I lifted my head away.

“Should I ride you again?”

“Yes!”

“Your tongue or . . .”

I hovered my pussy over his cock, pressing down on it so the tip disappeared just inside me.

“Yes. Fuck. Don’t stop.”

“Hmm, maybe later.”

I moved up his body again and positioned myself over his face. He was even more eager this time as he pushed his tongue in and out of my pussy. I pulled on my nipples and circled my hips.

“Ohh, I’m so close. I’m going to come!”

I bucked my hips and rubbed my clit as the orgasm overwhelmed me. I stayed up there, gripping the headboard, until the last tremors had passed.

“Hmm . . . I’m so wet. Do you want to see?”

“Christ, yes. Show me.”

“We could sixty-nine.”

He groaned and murmured yes. I was going to tease him a bit first though.

I spread my legs and straddled his stomach, facing his cock. I gripped it and pulled it into my mouth very slowly. My pussy was right there, in his face, but he couldn’t touch it. It took guts to expose myself like that, but judging from the hoarse moans behind me, it was worth it.

I positioned myself so he could lick my pussy again. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. And I loved having his big dick in my mouth.

I teased his cock for a while longer before turning around again.

“I want you to fuck me. I just can’t decide which part of you to ride.”

I pretended to think about it while he stewed.

“My cock. Ride my fucking cock, woman.”

“Well, maybe for a little while.”

He grunted in ecstasy as I lowered myself onto his shaft again. He made a low guttural sound as I seated myself all the way. I played with my nipples while he stared helplessly, his hands clenching in the air. Then I started to move.

“Tell me when you get close,” I ordered.

He moaned.

“Christ, Kelly. I’m already close.”

I lifted myself off him and dragged my fingernails over his flat belly. I grabbed a piece of ice and rubbed it on his stomach and down to his cock. He was making sounds I had never heard before.

“Should I blow on it? Cool it down some more?”

“Urgh.”

“No? Maybe you want me to fuck your tongue instead?”

He was sweating bullets. I took pity on him and fucked him some more. He wasn’t even talking anymore.

“Fuck. I’m gonna come.”

“Not yet.”

I popped off his cock and played with my clit while he watched, staring hungrily between my legs.

After a few minutes, I started riding him again.

“Fuck, Kelly!”

I reached back and stroked his balls while I rode him.

“Should I ruin your orgasm? Like you did to me that time?”

Another incoherent sound.

“Right, I think so too. Are you close?”

“Yes,” he hissed at me, looking pissed off. I almost didn’t go through with it. But I wanted to do this at least once so I acted braver than I thought.

I rode him and toyed with his balls for the next few minutes until I felt him start to come. I pulled myself off and sat on his thighs, watching in fascination as his come started to spurt. His cock bobbed in the air as the orgasm dwindled again to nothing.

His eyes were closed. I leaned down suck his cock for a minute. I knew he hadn’t gotten any relief from that. I also knew that he was going to come harder than ever when I finally let him come.

“What should we do now?” I asked, running my fingertips up and down his shaft.

He opened his eyes. The intensity in them took my breath away. Suddenly, I was no longer in charge. I was Baby Girl and he was The Boss.