Chapter 8
Riley
He held my waist in place, his thumb caressing my belly button slowly.
I sucked in a breath as his hands moved lower towards my p***y.
He paused when he got to my c**t, he gave it a little twist.
My hands on the wall tightened a little, my mouth opened but no words came out.
His mouth came to my ears again. "You're so f*****g wet for me. How long have you imagined me doing this?" I closed my eyes, twisting my waist slowly.
"Answer me, princess." I tried to speak but a moan slipped out instead.
His other hand on my waist cupped my boob and squeezed it gently, his fingers flicked my n****e and dragged it out a little.
"Ohh my Godd." I moaned, twisting my waist faster against his finger and hard d**k.
"No princess. God has nothing to do with whatever you're feeling. I'm the one making you feel this, so call me instead of God. Understood?" My thoughts were a jumbled mess, my body feeling things I never thought were humanly possible.
"Answer me when I talk to you." He pinched my c**t and n****e hard for a reply.
"Oh...hh...Ye...s...Ja...x" I managed to let out.
My thoughts were a jumbled mess, my legs were shaking uncontrollably.
His hands picked up the pace gradually; he wasn't as gentle as Mike.
His teeth grazed my shoulder, moved to my neck and sucked on it.
I pressed my ass on his d**k, moving up and down.
He groaned against my neck; I took it as a signal and kept moving my waist.
My tummy twisted and I knew I was close. So close. But then he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down.
"On your knees. Now." I wanted to complain but then I saw his face and I knew he'd punish me more if I did. So I shut my mouth and did exactly as I was commanded.
I dropped instantly, my knees hitting the floor. His c**k was right there in front of my face, hard and demanding.
"If you act as a good girl, Daddy might decide to make you cum." The promise made my n*****s hard and my p***y twitched.
I didn't hesitate. I wrapped my hand around his base and started stroking him hard, fast.
I took the head into my mouth and sucked him with everything I had.
He fisted my hair in his hand tightly, and held my head down his d**k, guiding me exactly how he wanted.
My mouth on him made a slurping sound, as my spit trailed down to his d**k and balls.
His hands on my hair tightened. "f**k, that's it princess. Suck it harder." My jaw worked and my tongue swirled whenever he pulled my mouth back to his d**k.
He groaned above me and his hips joined in the rhythm, f*****g into my mouth.
After a while, his movements became faster and I knew he was close. I brought my hands to his balls and massaged them gently.
The tip of his d**k hit the back of my throat fast and brutal. His breathing turned ragged and heavy.
"Swallow it all. Every drop." I felt his c*m slip down my throat, gagging a little but not stopping, taking everything he gave me.
When he was done, he dragged me up by my hair and wrapped his hands around my throat, possessively.
His tongue pushed into my mouth, tasting himself on me, and he groaned like it was the hottest thing he'd ever experienced.
His other hand gripped my ass, squeezing, pulling me against him. I moaned over the kiss.
He pulled back just enough to breathe and smacked my ass hard. The sting made me yelp, but he pushed his tongue back down my throat, swallowing the sound.
One hand stayed locked on my throat. The other kept working my ass, alternating between squeezing and spanking.
When he finally pulled away, his eyes were dark. Hungry.
"You taste so f*****g sweet," he said. His voice was rough, almost reverent. "But I need to confirm it. Need to taste you properly." Before I could process what he meant, he pushed me toward the bed roughly.
"On all fours. Now." I crawled onto the mattress, my body shaking with anticipation. My p***y was already soaked and aching.
He came around in front of me, his gaze raking over my body. Every nerve ending fired.
"Close your eyes," he commanded.
I did immediately, heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest.
The thought of not knowing and anticipating made me wetter.
I heard him move but I couldn't see. Couldn't tell what was coming next. The uncertainty was intoxicating.
Then I felt something soft but firm wrapping around my left wrist, then he looped it around my right.
A belt. Then I realized what was happening, he was going to f**k me while restricting my movements.
And ohh god... I've dreamt of been f****d like that for years.
So instead of fear, something unexplainable was building in me.
He pulled my arms above my head, securing the belt to the headboard. I tugged instinctively but I was trapped. Completely exposed and at his mercy.
My eyes flew open. He stood there, staring at my exposed ass.
My back arched, my ass in the air, my breasts hanging, my p***y bare and dripping and completely vulnerable.
A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face.
"Perfect," he said. "Now let's see how sweet you really are."