Bad Boy's Pet

Number 10

She had just wanted a soft kiss. She just wanted to remind herself how he had tasted. How his lips had taken over hers and made her feel things she was not used to feeling, she had not been able to stop. She needed more. She needed to get closer.

She climbed on the counter but did not have a chance to acclimate herself because he pulled her to himself until she was on his side of the counter, legs apart and once again, he was standing between her legs with his hands squeezing her jean-clad thigh while f*cking her mouth with his tongue.

A moan escaped her when he exited her mouth to bite her lower lip slightly, just teasingly. But when he bit more forcefully, her hands fisted his hair in an effort to control the pain and pleasure that swept through her but it made a groan rumble through him. She wondered how else she could get him to moan.

From the movies, she knew a sure way. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to her making their cores touch. Sure enough, he groaned into her mouth. Loving it, she started to rub against him as much to hear him groan as to give her p*ssy relief.

Her daring was cut short when his hands wrap around her neck and he used it to push her head back. “What do you think you are doing?” He asked his voice rough as he panted out the words.

She immediately felt embarrassed.

Of course, she had done something wrong. Why did she believe everything she saw and read? It probably was not real and she had done something stupid. She caught her lip between her teeth in embarrassment as she looked away. “Look at me, Doll.” He commanded and her eyes drifted up to his. When he caught the uncertainty in them he frowned slightly “What is it?”

“I think I did something wrong.” She answered and he raised a brow.

“You think kissing me is wrong?”

“Not that. The other thing.” She blushed as she said it and it took him half a second to understand. He almost laughed when he did.

“You mean you dry-humping?” He asked and she nodded “What about it?”

“You did not like it.” She answered and his laughter disappeared “You wanted me to stop.”

“No Doll, I needed you to stop.” When she looked away again, his hands wrapped around her neck again and he turned her almost forcefully back to him moving with the urgency to make her understand. “I needed you to stop, Doll because I barely have control over myself right now. I don’t want us to start something if you are not ready to finish it. I don’t think I can stop halfway.” He explained earnestly but could see the disbelief in her eyes “Just tell me you want this and I will prove to you how much I want this.” He pleaded letting his hands leave her neck to travel down her chest “Tell me you want me to make you come.” He continued tracing the outline of her hard n****e from over her shirt “Tell me you want me to use my tongue,” he licked her lips “my finger,” his fingers pinched down softly on her n****e making her gasp out “and my c*ck,” he pushed his hard ridge against her making her shudder “to please you in every way known to man.”

“Please,” she whimpered straining against his hand.

“What was that?” He asked letting his hands leave her n****e to fondle her breast.

“Please,” she repeated.

“You are going to have to be a little clearer, Doll.” He advised toying with the zipper of her jeans.

“More, please.” She gasped when his hands dipped into her pants to rub her through her panties.

“Whatever you want, Doll.” His grin was self-indulgent as he sank lower so he could tug her jeans down her legs. On his way back up, he kissed her ankle, then higher and higher until he reached the line where her panties ended. He skipped that area to the top of her panties ignoring her small whine.

His hands expertly worked the rope holding her top together in the back and within seconds, it was off. She sighed in relief when he pulled it off of her but it was cut short when he stepped back away from her.

She sat up immediately. “What’s….?” She did not need to complete the sentence.

He had stepped back to study her.

She felt conscious and wrapped her arm around herself before closing her legs “Don’t do that, please.” She asked and his eyes, formerly perusing every inch of her, moved to her eyes.

“Is it because you are shy,” he started walking back to her “or because you are feeling self-conscious?” His hands wrapped around her hair. “I don’t think you are that shy,” he continued kissing her temple “in fact, you could be quite feisty.” He kissed her cheek “So that leaves us the conclusion that you are feeling self-conscious.” Because he couldn’t stop himself, he captured her lip in one short, hard kiss “The question is why?” He asked breathless “How. Can. Someone. As. Beautiful. As. You. Be. Self. Conscious.” He asked giving her small kisses that left her dizzy with the need for more in between each word. “Your previous partners must have done a lousy job if they made you feel anything less than perfect.” His hands molded her breasts and he groaned lowly. “These are perfect.” His hands moved to hold her waist “This is divine. And this…” His hand was in front of her panties again “Well, how about I show you.”

He sank to his knees and pulled her off the counter and without removing her panties, he kissed her p*ssy.

“Oh, God” She moaned wide-eyed. Never in her life had a single moment made her feel so weak with pleasure. Her legs started to shake almost immediately so she held on to his shoulder, lavishing in their impressive width. “Oh…Oh…” His tongue was doing something, she did not know what but it was making her feel like she was somewhere close to heaven. “Oh!” Her moan was loud when he pulled her panties to the side so his tongue made direct contact with her folds.

Her moans became non-stop when his tongue entered her. Her hands left his shoulders to wrap in his hair as she tried to hold herself up against the onslaught of his tongue. But she guessed she was failing because his hands banded around her hips to keep her in place.

She thought she was in heaven until he sucked her c**t in his mouth and she started to shake. Her spirit seemed to have left her body and nothing else mattered as she floated and floated to a place she had never been before.

Cade caught her as she started to collapse. He was so turned on, he had a problem thinking but something started to bother him the moment she came. Something that needed to be addressed before he pinned her to the floor and shoved his entire d**k down her very tight p*ssy. The thought of it alone made his d**k stiffer and he felt a slight moistness. Pre-c*m.

“Are you okay?” He asked when she started to hold herself up again and looked up when he did not hear an answer to see that she was nodding at him.

“I am…great. That was amazing. I…that was,” she laughed causing a feeling to erupt in his chest that had nothing to do with how horny he was.

“Doll, have you done this before?” He asked not knowing how long he could keep himself in check. The feeling running through him was starting to get processed by his lower head rather than the one that housed his brain.

“No,” she giggled and the feeling in his chest intensified.

“You have never had s*x before?!” She shook her head “You have never been brought to come before?” She shook her head again “Have you ever made another person come?” Another head shake “f**k!” He mutter-yelled and she started to slump.

“You don’t like that?” She asked feeling herself come down from the high she was riding.

“It’s not that.” He told her. It was more about his plans to f**k her seven ways to Sunday going down the drain. If it was her first time, he had to make it good for her. She was too fragile, too perfect for him to want her to have anything less than the best.

As he reconciled with those thoughts, new ones formed. Of how he could take her. All the slowest, sweetest, ways he could make her come. All the things he could teach her and all at once, he did not feel like he was at a loss. A side of his mind felt guilty at how he had seduced her but he was too desperate to pay it any attention.

He scooped her into his arms delighting in the feel of her against him “Let’s get you to a bed.”