“And I should give you the honor, why?”
My possessive side flared at the insinuation of her words. “Because I’m the only man who can do you and do you well.”
Her heart hammered in her throat, the pad of my fingertips dragging across the skin and causing a rush of energy to pulse unseen between us. This fucking woman was intoxicating. Standing so close to her felt like being drunk.
“I want to take you so hard you feel what you do to every fucking inch of me.”
A little sigh rattled past her lips as one of my palms snaked up her thigh. “You think you like pain with your pleasure, doll face?”
Her eyes darkened then fell down to the floor.
“Sienna…” I tipped her chin in my hand. “I don’t know what the fuck you’ve done to me. The things I want to do to you…”
“Like what?” she purred.
“Pierce those pretty pink nipples, for one.” I slipped my hand between her thighs, fingertips connecting with the heat of her flaming pussy. “Maybe pierce this sweet little clit too.”
She sucked in a sharp breath of air when I applied pressure, swirling at the little bud beneath the layers of clothing separating me from it. Separating me from the goddamned promised land.
“I need to find out if your cunt tastes as pretty as it smells.” I lifted her onto the table we used to pierce clients, sliding my hands up her thighs and pulling them apart so I could nestle right between them. My dick made contact with her pussy and throbbed with every ragged beat of my heart.
“I’m so wet…” she whimpered as my hands slid into her hair. My lips attached to hers, teeth dragging across the bottom lip and then swirling away the pain I’d caused. Nipping and licking, I tasted her hot mouth. Her soft tongue tangled with mine before her hands were locking around my head and she was inching closer.
Her cunt crushed tighter against my cock.
Her breaths mingled with mine.
Our tongues burned up together before this room suddenly felt way too small, the oxygen depleted and replaced with a heady mix of sex and sin.
“Haven't been able to stop thinking about you, Sienna. Since the moment you walked into my shop, you know how many times I’ve fucked my hand thinking about burying myself inside you?”
“How many times?” Her breath against my neck about unraveled me.
“Three.”
“Three?” Her lips trailed across my throat.
“Three times today. Four times yesterday.”
“Four times yesterday?”
“Wanna know what made me come, doll face?”
“What?” The word came out breathlessly. Her eyes were wide and riveted to me now.
A crooked grin turned up my lips as I enjoyed the memory of the fantasy. “Imagining the way you’ll scream my name when I make you come so hard the neighbors hear.”
“River…” She clamped down on her lip, cheeks flaming.
“I want to see your ass as red as your cheeks after I bend you over my knee.” I refused her the chance to reply when my lips covered hers again, my fingers working at her hem and raising the fabric up her thighs. I lifted her ass off the table, pushing her panties down her legs before dropping to my knees and rubbing my nose up the seam of her soaked cunt.
“Fuck, doll face, your pussy is even prettier than I imagined. It’s so pink and soft, I want to own every part of it. I want you to know this stunning, dripping cunt is mine and mine alone.”
Her hands pushed into my hair when I angled her hips off the table, shoving my face between her legs and sliding my tongue up the slippery seam. She sighed and arched into me, digging her pussy against my face as I sucked and lapped. I nipped at her clit, pulling the sensitive flesh through my teeth and then eased away the bite of pain with my tongue. She sighed, fingers tightening into my hair before her thighs began to shake around my head.
“That’s it, beautiful. Spread your sweet cunt all over my face. My cock’s been so fucking hard thinking about tasting you, fucking you with my tongue, and making you scream. Let me hear you, doll.” I dragged my teeth across her clit again, adding a finger and sliding it past the entrance of her pussy, feeling her walls shake and suck my finger into her body like it belonged there. “I’m the only man you let touch you from here on. You got it, Sienna?”
Her head nodded, eyes slammed tightly closed as soft moans fell from her lips.
“Say it, Sienna. No bullshit. I taste this pussy, that makes it mine.” I slid a second finger in, enjoying the way she gasped and her hips arched off the table. Her knees crushed my ears, and I locked my lips around that delectable little nub, nursing all the come from her she had to give. She gasped, moaned, and sucked in ragged pants as her fingernails loosened from around my head. “That’s fucking beautiful.”