“You’re finally off your shot, all our practice can now be put to use,” I whispered against her head as she slowly lowered down my body, tracing every tattoo with her tongue. She made sure to pay extra mind to the Little Demon inked across my heart. The place I let her put her own tattoo on my skin, to match her own.
“I’m going to fuck my babies into you, little demon. Then when you’re swollen from our child growing inside you, I’m going to worship your body every fucking day, make sure you know how fucking beautiful you are.”
She moaned, her eyes meeting mine. They shone with glittering tears, the kind that sparkled in the sunlight, showing the glimmers of light as they passed through.
Already, my little demon was everything to me.
She was the breath. The blood. Happiness.
The way I was consumed with emotion and the irrational depths her touch brought me wasn’t lost on me and it never would be.
Little kisses met my Adonis belt, little licks hit next. I knew where she was headed and how she tried to divert me from questioning her.
“My cock is not going between those fuck-me lips,” I rasped, wanting my cock sheathed inside her. “The only place it’s going is in your cunt. You’re not wasting my seed on that mouth, baby.” She met my burning gaze with a taunting smirk. She wanted to play, and I’d fucking play.
I’d play by beating her ass red while ramming inside her tight heat.
Without warning, I gripped her jaw, shoving my thumb inside her mouth. She swirled her wicked tongue around it, unhurriedly, grinding her teeth over it next.
“Andy wants to be her nephew’s little whore, doesn’t she?”
She blinked slowly, then fluttered her eyelashes. “No words still?” She shook her head, taking my entire thumb into her mouth.
I rose, bringing her with me. Coffee was all but forgotten as I undressed her with my mouth. First her tiny camisole and then her shorts. She whimpered when my lips wrapped around her nipple, sucking her into my mouth. They were so plump and perfect, and as I licked the flared button, she cried out.
Her nipples were sensitive, especially since she had her other one pierced. They were in a constant state of hardness and it drove me fucking wild.
Reaching down, I cupped her, feeling the mess she’d already made for me.
“Drenched,” I choked out, swirling my middle finger in her mess. “Bet you’re going to make a big, wet stain on our couch.”
She ground onto my finger, forcing it inside her. Her body pressed into me, her mouth seeking mine. I couldn’t resist the way she slipped her tongue inside my mouth.
Pushing another finger into her, she wiggled, her impatience adorable. “Uh-uh,” I chastised. “Unless you want to be edged to death, you better behave.”
She pouted, her big bottom lip protruding. Her cheeks were rosy, flushed, and the way she shook trying to hold still brought me so much joy.
“Good girl,” I praised, kissing her cheek. Rotating us, I lowered her onto the loveseat. Her face pressed into the cushion while her knees were on the seat.
Thrust. “Such a sloppy, little demon.” My fingers rammed inside her, soaked with the sticky result of her arousal. She squirmed, earning a slap on her ass.
“Fuck!”
I laughed, rubbing the already reddening skin. “Finally got a word out of you.” She didn’t respond, but I knew she wanted her orgasm and to get it, she’d have to admit what she’d done.
I didn’t give a single fuck about Donnie, but she didn’t tell me why. Was it really because he told the world that she was my aunt?
Not that it mattered, we had Candy deal with it and we wove the perfect love story. Because regardless of our relation, we were in love.
Even if their definition of that word and our own didn’t match, it didn’t make what we felt for each other any less than what they believed love was.
Pressing into her tight heat, she soaked my fingers, her cum silky and dripping around me.
“You ready to talk?” I taunted, stretching over her, biting into her flesh with purpose. Goosebumps broke out over her skin and I couldn’t look away as the red bite of my teeth showed up.
Andy shook her head as a response, and I sank a third finger inside her. She let out the most pathetic whimper, losing that control she never truly had.
“Are you sure?”
Again, another shake.
I slapped her ass, making sure to curve my palm for a good sting. She pressed into the cushions and I gripped her hip, forcing her to arch her back.
“Man, this ass will be welted by the time you give me what I want...” I trailed off, kissing and biting up her spine. My cock pressed against her ass as I leaned into her neck.
Her breathing labored, her back pushing back with every loud exhale. Yet, she didn’t speak and that somehow turned me on more.
Trailing my soaked fingers up her crease, she literally pushed against them, desperate. “You want this to be your ass’s first time?” I asked, my cock filling at the idea.
I hated the thought of wasting my seed, knowing it could put a baby in her, but her ass is something we hadn’t had the time to fully experience.
Yes, we have been slowly working her up. Using a stretching kit, making sure I fingered her there every time I ate her out or bent her over.
I’d eaten her ass so many times, she practically begged me for it whenever she got the chance. And fuck, the way she squirts whenever I’m inside her cunt and ass at the same time... I bite my fist, thinking of how messy she’s about to make our couch and knowing I’ll make her sit in it all day so she’s constantly uncomfortable.
“Is this what you want?” pressing against her hole, arched back, forcing my thumb inside her. “Use your words, little demon.”
She grumbled, fucking herself on my thumb, as if she didn’t need me to do the rest.
“What, you’re going to risk a punishment because you’re not willing to talk? Maybe I’ll just walk away...” I goaded, pulling my thumb out. No sooner as I let go of her hip, she used that pretty mouth.
“I needed him gone,” she explained in a huff, her words throaty like she’d ran a marathon. Wiggling her ass, she turned back to me. “Please.”
The little beg made my dick jump, it was that word that gave her as much power over me as I did her. Whether she was submissive with me or not, she had all the power over how this went.
“Why?”
I pushed my dick against her ass, grinding, and feeling her little vibrations as her legs shook. She turned her head to kiss me and I took her mouth without kindness.
Biting her lip, I tasted copper, the metallic flavor a drug to me much like my other vices. Only now, she was my only drug, the thing I sucked, siphoning every aphrodisiac quality from her.
When we pulled apart, her kiss-swollen lips pouted for a moment and then her eyes opened and she blinked at me.
“Can’t it wait?”
I knew it was bad then.
Rage. Such a familiar emotion nowadays. It threatened to blacken my vision. Did he touch her? When did she see him? What happened?
Thoughts ran rampant in my head, dangerous ones, disgusting ones, they overwhelmed me as my chest rose and fell with worry and fear.
I wasn’t there.
I wasn’t there.
I wasn’t there.