Oh God. This man.
I freaking loved the growled threats. Loved the way he licked my pussy like his life depended on it. Like he’d never tasted anything so sweet. I moaned as he nipped and sucked my labia, then found my clit with his lips and suctioned over it.
I screamed.
I might have slapped my knees closed again, but he forgot his threat because he was humming into my flesh as he sank his thumb into my pussy and massaged my anus with a finger slick with my arousal.
“Fuck,” I moaned aloud this time. I’d never been so turned on in my life. I pressed his face into me, my inner thighs trembling, thighs flapping against his ears.
He lifted his head abruptly. “Don’t come,” he warned.
I lifted my head, looked down my body at him. His eyes were… golden but were filled with heat. His mouth and chin were slick with my blatant need.
“Wh-what?” Jesus, I had to come. I was so close.
He removed his thumb from my channel and delivered a light slap to my clit, making me startle, then clench. “You need me to spank your pussy?”
My cry echoed off the walls. I’d never met a dirty talker like him before, never knew it was so hot.
Rob picked up the butt plug and coated it generously with lube. And then, with no preamble at all, began to screw the thing into my ass.
I gasped, my anus squeezing tight in protest at the careful intrusion.
Rob played mock stern, catching my gaze. “Uh uh. Open for it, angel. You were a bad girl. Now you’re going to take it in the ass.”
And just like that, I opened. Because apparently this man had now bought and owned my body with nothing but dirty talk and a skillful tongue. And hands. Hell, everything about this guy was skillful, and I hadn’t even seen his dick yet.
I moaned as he eased the plug forward, stretching me wide, filling me. I whined as it went past the widest part and moaned with pleasure when it was finally seated. How could I not come? Every nerve ending in my body was firing hot.
The moment it was in place, Rob spanked my clit again. “You gonna keep them open for me, this time, angel?”
My brain was so scrambled, it was hard to figure out what he was asking, but I bobbed my head with enthusiastic agreement and set my feet on the bed as wide apart as they would go. Anything to make him continue. Make him deliver the orgasm that loomed so. Damn. Close.
I pressed my knees wide and waited, belly shuddering in with each breath, for him to lower his head again and show me how it was done.
After one dark and heated gaze meeting mine, he did. With gusto. Rob slid his tongue around the inside of my labia, then penetrated me with it, then flicked it over my clit. I panted, sweating, feverish. Ready to combust or die if I didn’t come soon.
“Don’t stop,” I begged when he lifted his head. “Please.”
“Aw, angel.” His lips were even glossier with my juices now that the plug was in me. “I like it when you beg.”
“Please.” I was completely shameless. I wanted it so badly. “Don’t make me get my gun.”
He tossed his head back and laughed, and I paused to stare at him. I’d yet to see him smile, and it transformed him from dark and broody to… relaxed. I had a feeling he wasn’t like this very often, but then again, he was a man kneeling on the floor before a woman’s pussy.
Rob slid two fingers inside me, holding my gaze once again as he swept them along my inner front wall. I was so tight with the plug and his fingers.
I cried out when he found my G-spot, and he curled his fingers over it. Once, then again.
“Now. Let me watch you come.”
I’d never come on command before. I was able to climax fairly easily but never because someone told me to. Sex with Rob wasn’t going to be anything like I’d ever experienced. And with that one word, now, I came, my inner walls clenching around his fingers as I squeezed and released the plug. The combination of attention to both my holes had me coming harder than I’d ever known.
I screamed and nothing like the day before when he’d walked in on me. This was as if he’d taken over my body, and it was his to command, to rule. Time ceased to exist, only the way he wrung pleasure from my body. I finally lay there, replete and sated, wilted and sweating.
“We’re far from done, angel.”
The clank of a belt buckle followed by the slide of a zipper had me opening my eyes. I lay there and looked as Rob opened his pants. He was watching me in return. I still wore my tank top and bra, but I was splayed lewdly on the bed, the wide base of the butt plug parting my ass cheeks.