“Then why won’t you bang me already?”
He nearly chokes on his laugh. “Because you’re too special.”
“Don’t treat me like I’m special, treat me like a whore,” I say with a confidence I don’t actually feel.
“Is that what you want?”
I shrug. “I don’t know what I want because I’ve never actually done anything before.”
“Which is why we aren’t rushing into sex. If I’m going to teach you, then I’m going to be thorough. I want to know what kinds of stuff you want to explore. What turns you on?”
“I just told you—”
“I’m sure you’ve watched porn. What’s your kink? Daddy stuff? BDSM? Female friendly?”
My cheeks flush. “It's too weird.”
He levels me with an annoyed glare. “Lucky for you I already know just how weird you are.”
I slap him on the arm. “You know you don’t always have to be an asshole?”
“I know.” He smirks and I resist the urge to smack him again. “Tell me.”
I exhale and drop my head into the crook of his neck so that he can’t see my face. “I like when the guy is rough with the girl.”
Devin’s hand runs up and down my spine gently. “How so? Like Dominant and submissive stuff?”
“Kinda, but not really.” I shake my head. “Like not nipple clams and stuff, but…”
“Tell me.” Devin shifts our bodies, forcing me up straight. He cups my cheeks in his hands so that I can’t look anywhere but directly at him.
“So, there was this one, where the guy came home and found his step-whoever stealing money out of his room and he forced her to give him a blow job as punishment.”
Devin bites on his bottom lip, thinking for a few beats, and I worry that I’ve freaked him out. I mean what virgin gets turned on by that?
“Forget I said anything.” The words come out in a rush and I try to wiggle off his lap. My heart sinks a little when he lets me.
I make it halfway to the window before I feel his hands in my hair. He yanks hard, pulling me back into his chest. “We need a safe word,” he murmurs into my ear.
“What are you doing?” I panic, trying to pry his hand away. The pressure on my scalp is so intense, I almost miss what he’s saying.
He doesn’t let go. If anything his grip tightens. “Safe word, Veronica.”
“I…but…I…”
“You came over here in your little thong with your nipples out, don’t act shy now.”
“But I didn’t think—”
“Safe word.” He growls it this time and I can feel the sound flow through every inch of my body.
“Uh-uh...dandelion,” I shout. I’m practically panting with fear and anticipation of what this all means. Are we really doing this?
“Dandelion?” he confirms.
I nod and instantly regret it. “Yes, dandelion.”
“Good girl.” His praise makes my panties instantly wet. “Now, for lesson number three, I’m going to shove my dick down your throat. If for some reason you can’t use your safeword, then tap my leg three times and we’ll stop and I’ll give your pretty little pussy some more kisses, okay?”
My head bobs up and down and I wince.
“Relax, Veronica.” He growls, tilting my head to the side and running his tongue along the vein. I do as I’m told, letting my shoulders drop and shutting my brain off. He finally lets go of my hair, and I relax further, melting into his touch. His lips explore my neck, and he bites and sucks so hard, I’m sure he’s leaving marks. His mouth finds mine and he kisses me, with long and slow strokes of his tongue. My legs are useless. I cling to him, willing to follow wherever he leads me, even over a cliff, if that’s what he wants. My pussy throbs. My heart throbs. I want him. I’ve never wanted anyone as badly. “Devin,” I breathe.
“Not today,” he whispers back, answering the question I hadn’t yet given a voice to.
Before I know what’s happening, he turns us, and pushes me onto the bed, then lifts my hips in the air. I’m on all fours, and my ass is pointed directly at him. “I thought you were going to fuck my throat?” I say delirious from his kisses.
His hand comes down on my ass hard and I cry out. “That’s your bad for thinking.” He slaps my ass again, and I close my mouth. He tells me to take my shorts off, and I do, then get back into position on the bed. Adrenaline courses through my veins as I wait for his next instruction.
I can feel him behind me. Standing back, staring at me as if I’m art on exhibit. My cheeks heat with embarrassment, but my pussy has never been wetter. I’m sure I’ve soaked through the skimpy thong keeping me modest.
Devin finally moves closer, the seam of his zipper presses into me, and I shudder. I peek over my shoulder at him. His dark eyes are nearly black as he grinds into my ass from behind. “I should just take it,” he says more to himself than to me. “I should just push you over and shove my fat cock into your tight little pussy.”
“Please.” I wiggle back against him.
He slaps my ass again. His fingers dig into my skin as he peels my panties down around my thighs.
“God, your pussy is perfect.” He praises. The tip of his nose runs down my ass, and he gives me an open mouth kiss between my legs.“It’s so pretty and pink.”
His tongue continues its exploration. He licks every inch on me, pushing my body into the unknown. I whimper and writhe under his attention. He sucks on my clit, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I feel my orgasm quickly approaching. I grind back against his face, chasing that elusive high, but before I can catch it, he moves back, leaving me bereft. “Fuck, Dev, I was so close.”
His voice is dark, dangerous. “I know,” he growls. His hands are in my hair again, and this time he pulls so hard I’m forced to scramble to my feet. “Ouch, you dick, that hurt.”
His smile is maniacal. He yanks me down to my knees and I glare up at him.
“Is there something you want to say?” he asks with an arched brow.
I lift my middle finger in response.
He shakes his head, unzipping his jeans and pulling his dick from its confines. “When I fuck you, there will be no doubt in your mind that you’re ready to take my cock,” he says, smearing the glistening head against my lips. “Which is what we both need because I don’t think I can be gentle with you.” He punctuates his point by forcing his cock into my mouth until it hits the back of my throat. I gag around him, but he holds it there, forcing my body to adjust. It isn’t painful, but the feeling of his cock buried deep inside my mouth sends sparks down my belly. He pumps in and out and swirls around and around. Spit dribbles down my chin, and I’m so wet and so needy I think I might actually die if I don’t get to come.
“Touch yourself,” he grits out.
I stare up at him wild eyed. I’ve never been able to make myself come before and now isn’t the time for experimenting. I need this orgasm like I need my next breath.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, Roni.”
I nod, swallowing around his thick cock, and press two fingers inside myself. His dick slips past my lips and he lifts my chin. “Let me see how wet you are.”