“Do you really want to play this power game with me, love?”
“I don’t want to play any games with you.” I jerk my eyes away from his erection before he catches me staring at it or my mind starts to pull up more of those dirty terrible fantasies I keep having about him.
Over the past few years, I’ve started to have these thoughts. Before, though, all the men in them were faceless, but not anymore.
“Liar.” He pushes to his feet. I watch him out of the corner of my eye. “Tell me why you’re not sleeping well, and I’ll let you see my cock. Might even let you rub your pussy against it and get yourself off.”
Holy crap. I can’t believe he said that.
“What?” I scream so loud Pikachu jumps down from the bed. “Why would I want to see that massive thing?” I sputter.
A rush of heat fills my cheeks. Bruno reaches down, slipping his hand into his pants. I lick my lips as I watch his arm move back and forth slowly as he strokes himself.
His eyes grow heavy-lidded with lust as he stares at me while he touches himself. The way he looks at me makes me feel sexy and wanted. It’s different from how other men have made me feel when I knew they were interested in me.
I tell myself to look away, but I can’t. That same jealousy I felt earlier at the idea of him having been off with another woman rises up inside me again.
“If I answer your question will you answer mine?” I ask. As soon as I do, I wonder if I’ll still get my reward. Not that I actually want it.
“Ask away.”
“Where did you go when you left here after you got Pikachu for me?”
“Work.”
“Oh.” Is he telling the truth? That was way too easy.
“Where did you think I went?” He asks his own question while still touching himself. The throb between my thighs is growing more intense with each second that passes. So much so it’s getting hard for me to concentrate.
“I don’t know.” I try to play it off with a shrug. “Men usually get out of prison and they want sex and food so I figured….” I trail off.
“They do.” My stomach drops. “But not me. All I wanted was revenge.” He sucks in a deep, long breath like he can smell me from where he’s standing. “Now I want you and my revenge.” He licks his lips. “I want to feast on your cunt.”
“Bruno,” I gasp.
My mind flashes to images of his face buried between my thighs as he devours me while I’m still tied to this bed. My nipples are so hard that it's painful now. That throb of need is starting to ache and hurt. I didn’t know it was even possible to get so turned on it actually hurt.
“Tell me,” Bruno grits out. “I’ll give it to you. You can even scream for me to stop, but I’ll keep going until you come all over my face. All you have to do is tell me why you’re not sleeping. Give me the words.”
“My ex,” I blurt out.
Whatever control Bruno might have been holding on to snaps. Before I can try to say more his mouth is on mine, taking what he wants.
Or is he giving me what I asked for?
7
Bruno
Her mouth is a daydream, something I’ve never experienced. I run my mouth across hers, tasting her softly yet fully.
She freezes at first, her breath catching, but then she responds. She kisses me back, her lips giving way to her tongue as I slide mine across it.
I groan at the taste of her, at the sheer fucking perfection of her. But then I remember what she said. An ex. She has an ex.
Pulling back, I look into her eyes. “What about your ex?”
“That wasn’t part of the deal.” She glances at my mouth.
I have more questions, so many more. But right now, I need her. So I kiss down her throat and keep going. When I reach the collar of her uniform, I start unbuttoning it all the way down.
Her demure white bra greets my eyes, and I kiss each of her tits, then suck one nipple through the fabric.
She moans and arches.
I love the way she responds to me, her body like a live wire. So I keep sucking and licking until she’s panting. Then I keep going down, kissing her shivering stomach until I come to her pants.
With ease, I pull them and her panties off and toss them aside.
She keeps her legs closed as I get to my knees.
“Show me,” I grate out.
“You first.” She glances down at my pants.
My fucking pleasure.
I reach down and free my cock.
She gasps as I fist it and give it a hard stroke.
“This what you wanted?” I keep pleasuring myself as she watches, her gaze firmly fixed on my hard cock.
When she licks her lips, a bead of cum forms on my tip. Jesus, she’s going to have me popping off right now.
“Spread. Now.” My voice is gravelly, full of the animal desire that consumes me.
She does as she’s told, her legs opening for me. When I see her pink slit for the first time, I have to bite my tongue to keep myself from coming all over it. I want to mark her, to cover her in my seed and rub it into her skin like a fucking brand.
“So pretty, love. Good enough to eat.” I lean down and inhale her, taking her scent deep in my lungs. “Like the best dessert I’ll ever have.”
“Bruno.” Her voice quavers, and when I lick her cunt, she makes a strangled sound.
“I’m going to feast on you, love. Eat you up.” I thrust against the mattress as I sink my tongue into her tight hole. Fuck, what will it feel like constricting my cock? I can’t keep going down that line of thought, not unless I want to lose control.
I swipe the broad side of my tongue all along her, swallowing her down and rubbing my face all over her sweet flesh.
Her legs shake, and she squeals as I spread her thighs even wider, shouldering my way between them.
“I’m going to get acquainted.” I dart my tongue out and flick her clit.
She jolts, her hard nipples pressing against the fabric of her bra in twin points. “Bruno!”
“I’m going to taste every bit of this. Fuck you with my tongue, suck your pussy juice, then lick you until you come.”
She moans, her back arching.
I swipe my tongue lower, teasing her asshole, wanting to taste every part of her.
“Bruno.” Her voice is breathy yet tense.
I open my mouth wide and cover her cunt with my lips, raking my lips across her tender places and making my mark. Then I press my tongue into her again, feeling her tighten. I want to finger fuck her and press into her ass, but that wasn’t the deal. The deal is I eat her cunt. I’ll take that … for now.
“Hold on,” I growl against her flesh.
She grips her restraints as I lavish her pussy with all the attention it deserves. Her hips move along with my tongue, and before long she’s riding my face. I love every second of it and bury my face there. She wants to get off, but I think I might want it more than her. I focus on her clit then suck it between my lips.
Her hips seize, her mouth open as she comes for me. I can feel her tension rolling in and out like the tide, and I keep licking her, devouring her, claiming her. No one else will ever taste the honey between her thighs. No one will ever feel her release. No one except me. I groan at that thought as I keep licking and sucking her clit.