Branded(49)

“Thank you,” she whispers, when I crawl back on the gurney with her and straddle her thighs.

“I’ll concede to letting you have that one thing, but your time for demands ends right now,” I warn her.

Leaning forward, I run my hand over the straps holding her in place, reaching to the side of the bed to tighten them just a little bit more.

Resting my lips against her ear, I whisper softly. “I’ve let you dictate every time we’ve fucked, and while it’s been great, it’s my turn to be in control. Close your eyes and hold on, Fireball.”

I move away from her, letting my body slide down hers until I’m lying on my stomach in between her legs.

Running my hands up the inside of her thighs, I push them wide apart as I get myself settled.

She moans as I slide my thumbs up the lips of her pussy, spreading it open as I go. I really want to turn the fucking lights back on so I can see her, but tasting her and listening to her cries of pleasure are going to have to do for now.

“Do you want me to lick your pussy, baby?” I ask softly, letting my breath skate over her.

Her hips jerk towards me and if her arms were free, I’m sure she’d be digging them into my scalp right about now, yanking my face right where she wants it.

I put my middle finger in my mouth and get it wet with my tongue before bringing it to her clit to circle it slowly. My fingertip touches her like a whisper, just barely grazing the swollen, stiff bud. Her body shakes with need and the clacking and creaking sound of her pushing against the restraints on the bed tell me she’s had enough of the teasing.

“Let me hear your voice. Tell me to lick your pussy,” I whisper in the shadows, adding some pressure to my finger.

I glance up her body and I can just make out the shape of her in the darkness. Her head is thrown back and her chest is heaving. Resting my cheek against the inside of her thigh, I slide my finger down through the lips of her pussy, gathering her wetness before trailing my finger back up to circle her clit with her own liquid heat.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she shouts.

I smile against her thigh, continuing to torture her with my finger.

“All you have to do is say the words, Fireball,” I tell her softly, swiping against her clit with the tip of my finger like I’m flipping the page of a book on a Kindle.

“Jesus, fuck! Lick my pussy, fucking lick it already!” she shouts in irritation, jerking her hips against my finger, trying to get me to move faster.

I’d laugh at her frustration if I weren’t dying to put my mouth on her.

Using my elbows to give me leverage, I dive my head forward and wrap my lips around her clit, sucking it into my mouth.

Phina shouts in relief as I flatten my tongue and lick the hell out of her pussy, quickly pushing two of my fingers inside of her. She’s so wet and ready that my fingers easily slide inside. I pump them in and out of her slowly and flick the tip of my tongue over her clit in a maddening pace.

The gurney rocks and squeaks as she thrusts her hips up to meet my mouth and the motion pushes my fingers even deeper.

I pull my mouth away long enough to speak while I continue the motions of my fingers in and out of her. This fucking woman needs to be praised.

“I could eat your pussy every day and never get tired. Fuck, you taste like sugar.”

She whimpers as I go back to work, fucking into her with my fingers. I feel her clit pulsing against my lips and tongue and I push my fingers into her all the way to the knuckles. Bringing my other hand up, I flatten my palm on her lower abdomen and gently push down, curling my fingers forward at the same time to brush against her swollen g-spot.

Phina screams in pleasure, as I slowly brush my tongue back and forth over her clit. As much as I don’t want to stop, there’s just one more thing I need to hear from her, one thing I need her to promise me.

“From now on, I’m the only man who gets to watch you come. No more third wheel in the bedroom and no other hands on your body but mine. This pussy,” I whisper, flicking my tongue over her clit, “is MINE.”

She whimpers in protest when I pull my mouth away.

“Say it,” I growl, my mouth hovering right above her as I push my middle finger against her g-spot.

“JESUS, IT’S YOURS! FUCK! ONLY YOURS!” she screams as I smile to myself before burying my face back in her pussy.

“DRAKE! Fuck, Drake!”

He hips buck against me erratically as she comes while I lick and suck the juices from her pussy and continue to lightly rub her g-spot.

I chuckle against her pussy as her lower body slumps back down to the gurney and listen to her whimper every few seconds while she tries to catch her breath.

Pulling my fingers out of her, I make my way back up her body and rest my hands on either side of her head to stare down at the shadow of her face.