Married to the Bad Boy(26)

I oblige the filthy slut, digging my cock inside her as deep as she’ll take me—which is really fucking deep. Her lips brush the base of my balls and her tongue sweeps me from side to side, igniting a million pleasure nerves. I choke her throat. It makes me fucking insane to hear the sounds my dick makes when it moves down her bulging neck. Then I grab the sides of her head and I feel it—a hot rush of cum bursting through my cock.

My moan echoes throughout the kitchen as I bury myself deep, my manhood spurting long jets in the back of her throat. She keeps her mouth sealed and sucks every drop from me. Ecstasy shakes my thighs as I keep pumping inside her, until finally her lips pop from me. She rises to her feet and sits on my lap.

And then I feel incredibly unsatisfied.

I wanted her pussy, and I got her mouth.

She wraps her arms around my neck, still giving me that unsettling, deep stare. “Next time, you get to fuck me however you like.”

A grin spreads across my face. Next time? Who said there would be a next time? But I know that there will be. She’s too damn hot and willing. I know it’s against my rules—I know that I’m supposed to kick her out now, but I can’t help it. I want her again. And again.

“I liked what you did with your mouth.” My fingers trace her lips, and then I lean forward, inexplicably drawn to her. She kisses me as though she wants me again, and then I reach underneath for her pussy and it’s still soaking wet.

Well, well, well.

“I’m on birth control, by the way.”

Part of me doesn’t believe her, and part of me doesn’t give a shit.

She squeals as I stand up with her in my arms and pivot on the spot, heading for my bedroom. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you tonight. You won’t be able to walk straight for a week because you’ve been with me. I let you have your fun, and now it’s my turn.”

Elena gives me a coy smile as I set her down on my bed, and she immediately plays with my cock. It grows in her hands as I feel the blood pulse through it. Goddamn it. How does she do that to me?

Her hair fans out behind her as she lies on her back, her knees pushed together. My eyes wander down her thighs to her swollen pussy, still wet for me.

“I want you to fuck me until I’m numb. Even when I beg you to stop.”

“Yeah? You want more of this?”

She does. Elena smiles under her eyelashes.

“Go ahead and suck it like a good slut.”

A faint blush tinges her cheeks as she sits up on her knees and does exactly what I asked her. I sigh as her lips pass over the head of my cock to make that wonderful, sucking noise that immediately gets my dick hard.

She’s good enough to make me want to come inside her pretty mouth again. Watching her lick every drop from me was amazing, but I want her to get hot for me. I want her to beg me for more.

I pull my hips away from her and she looks up at me with a questioning look. Then I smooth my hand over her flushed tits and gently push her back down.

“Spread those beautiful legs for me.”

They’re so soft. I run my hands along her inner thighs as she opens them for me, exposing her pink pussy. My mouth waters just thinking about having her buck against my tongue.

I spread a hand over her belly as I kneel down between her legs and breathe in her scent. It’s heady with the smell of us combined. She looks at me.

“Tony.”

Then her voice lifts into a cry as my mouth smothers her pussy. My tongue flicks her clit, already swollen with need, and then I lick her all the way back to the front. Her back arches and her legs shiver. She reaches out, trying to touch me, and her knees tighten around my head.

And I smile against her cunt.

“Please, Tony—please don’t!”

It sounds as though she’s crying for the opposite. She fists the sheets, bucking madly as my chin runs with her juices. My tongue fucks her deeper as my mouth sucks her little clit, and then I pull back when her breathing quickens.

“Fuck me!”

I want to. My cock is hard enough so that I feel every painful throb of my heart through the veins in my dick. She’s soaking wet and her pussy will let me glide through without any resistance, and everything inside me thinks that I’m fucking crazy for not fucking her already.

My fingers slide right through her pussy, curling upward. When she makes a sharp moan, I know I’ve hit the right spot. Her pussy clenches around my fingers as I tongue her clit. It’s so fucking wet, and then she pounds the mattress with her fist.

“Just fuck me already! Please!”

I laugh, my breath billowing over her clit. “You want me that badly?”

My mouth makes a seal on her inner thigh and I suck until there’s a bright-red mark. Her face twitches as if she’s in pain, and then she grabs my hand.