Redemption(88)

Dean growled again, licking the outer edges of my pussy and up towards my clit again. “The best fucking taste in the world.”

“Dean, please,” I begged again. I needed to come so badly, it was becoming painful.

Grabbing my hips, Dean nuzzled his tongue into my pussy. I moaned again, as his tongue lashed away against me. I could already feel the rising of my orgasm. Every part of my body tensed as scorching heat rose from the tip of my toes to the top of my head. I was about to come and I knew it was going to be violent.

I was there already. Just a few more licks of his magnificent tongue and I’d be screaming his name. He licked around the nub a couple more times, humming against me. That did it. I fisted his hair in my hands. “Dean, I’m going to—”

He pulled away. “I know.” He looked down at me with an impish grin. The fucker looked like he was the cat that got the cream.

“What in the ever loving fuck do you think you’re doing?” I was so pissed. So close to getting it, then Dean took that away from me.

“I told you I was going to punish you. Care to tell me how sorry you are now?”

I felt my face boil in anger. If only I could rub myself against him and get my release. I needed it so badly now.

“Fuck you, Dean. I’ll just go to the bathroom and finish myself off. Then you’ll have that to contend with.” I pointed to his obvious arousal and raised my eyebrow. I tried to move off the bed, but Dean grabbed my ankles and pulled me to the edge.

“I haven’t finished with you yet.”

I huffed. “I think you have.” Then a spark of ingenious came to me. “No matter how much you torture me, you’ll never make me come. I’m going to make sure of it now.”

He looked down at me with a raised eyebrow. “Really?”

I nodded. “Yes, really. In fact, where’s my nail file? I think I may file my nails for a bit. You’re already boring me.”

Dean made a guttural sound in his throat as his eyes drilled into mine. I held his stare and when he realized I wasn’t budging, he pulled his pajama bottoms down, pulled my hips right to the edge of the bed, and entered me. Hard.

I tried not to make a sound. I even bit my lip to muffle my cries, but I needed this from him. I needed my relief and fast.

Dean pulled out and slammed into me again. My eyes nearly rolled around into the back of my head. “No matter how hard you try, Tyler, I will make it happen. I will feel you come against my cock and I will hear you screaming my name.”

I knew that all too well, but I still needed to play along with this. “It…” He pulled out and pushed in deeper. “Won’t…” He did the same thing again. “Arrrghhhh…” He pushed his cock inside me again and I could already feel that my legs were trembling. “Happen!” I screamed as he pounded into me again and again.

I still tried not to show him how much I fucking loved every move he made. I bit my lip, determined to hold in my screams, but I was almost there. I could feel it rising again and, this time, it was coming thicker, faster, and stronger than ever.

“Try fucking telling me now, Tyler.”

I knew he could feel me getting close and I knew he was determined to get me there. I certainly wasn’t going to stop him.

Closing my eyes for a moment, I let it rise up. I felt my nipples harden in anticipation and my whole body went rigid. Gripping the sheets as tightly as I could, I let go. My body celebrated in my orgasm as it rippled through me. I arched my back and cried out as Dean’s thrusts became more violent than ever. I knew he was close, but I wanted him to taste his own medicine.

“Tyler!” he moaned, his breaths becoming thick and fast.

I knew he was on the edge, so there was no time to lose. Just when I thought he was about to come, I pushed myself away from him.

Dean growled and looked at me with a stern expression. “What the fuck?”

“Two can play that game, Deaney boy.” I winked at him and tried to scramble off the bed, which was a little difficult, considering my orgasm was still humming through me.

Dean clenched his fists, his cock throbbing for attention. It looked solid and angry. I had no doubt that the pain for his release was paramount, but he needed to know just how fucking maddening it was to have something so close and then have it taken away.

I knew he was going to chase me and I knew there was no escape. I wasn’t stupid enough to think this wouldn’t end with him coming inside me.

I bolted for the bathroom and, without hesitating, Dean gave chase. He grabbed me by the hips, spun me around, and shoved me against the wall by the bathroom door.

Grabbing my wrists, he held me there, kissing my neck. “There’s no fucking escaping me now, Rosey. No matter how much you run, I will always be chasing you. You got that?”