Dirty Playboy - Alex Wolf Page 0,68

so we can fuck. It’s a valiant effort but watching her completely submit is special. I want to take my time. Savor the moment.

I slide my fingers up, making sure to circle her clit a few times before bringing my hand back up to her tits. I roll one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger as she squirms beneath my touch.

“I’ll fuck your tits.” Before she can respond, I push two fingers into her mouth, knowing she can taste her wetness on them. “And your mouth.”

To my surprise, she sucks on my fingers and swirls her tongue around them.

Holy. Fuck.

A groan escapes my throat before I can stop it. It lets her know she can get to me the same way I’m getting to her.

I pull my fingers out of her mouth and whisper, “Could you taste your pussy on my fingers, Mary?”

“Holy…” Her words trail off and she nods.

I grin. “I think you love this shit. Love being tied up. Love being dirty. Don’t you?”

This time she grins. “Maybe.”

“Since you’re not sure.” I let go of her and back away a few steps.

I sit down in a chair, right across the room, and just watch her. Fuck, she’s so beautiful. I stroke my cock in my palm, fighting the urge to go over there and take everything I want and then some.

Just a few minutes more.

It doesn’t take but thirty seconds for Mary to start squirming on the bed. “Rick? Where’d you go?”

I smile and have to slow my hand down, so I don’t come before I even get to fuck her. She’ll figure it out in a second.

“Rick, this isn’t funny!” She yells it this time.

After about three minutes, she goes eerily quiet. Then, I watch her lips curl up into a grin.

“You’re in here, aren’t you?”

Silence.

Her hips start to rise from the bed, grinding up and down, searching for any type of contact.

I stand up and walk to the end of the bed, staring at her, catching a glimpse of her pussy under her bunched-up skirt every time she rolls her hips.

“I know you’re right there, watching me.”

I damn near have to bite my knuckle to hold myself back from taking her, every single way I told her I would.

She finally sighs, a hot-as-fuck sigh of submission. “Yes, I’m dirty. And I’m yours. And it turns me on more than you know, when you tell me all the things you want to do to me.”

I reach up and slide her skirt and panties down her legs, then toss them aside.

She doesn’t even flinch when she feels me touch her, like she knew exactly when it was going to happen, like she could see everything in her mind as it unfolded.

As soon as I have her skirt and panties off, her legs immediately spread in front of me.

Her pussy is still bare and pink, and I want to just dive into it. Her hips make small circles, daring me to get her off.

I take my time, starting just above her feet, and kiss all the way up both her legs. Any time I get close to her pussy, her breaths speed up, like she’s on the edge of the most epic orgasm of her life, and it takes everything she has to fight it back.

“Please, Rick.”

“Please what?” I smirk at her.

“I need to come. Please let me.”

I stare right at her blindfolded eyes, as if she can see me mulling it over. I brush my thumb across her clit, just to watch her jerk and react, doing everything she can to hold back.

“Not yet.”

I can practically feel her roll her eyes under the blindfold. “You’re the worst.”

I shrug. “I could stop.”

She yanks her hands against the restraints, like she wants to choke me. “Don’t you dare.”

I lean down and touch the tip of my tongue to her clit.

Her legs spread wider immediately, inviting me in for more. But I lean back and trace a finger gently around her entire pussy, just close enough to graze it.

If she only knew how hard it is for me to hold back right now too. The foreplay is the best part, though. You can’t just rush into the climax of a story. There has to be a build before the crescendo.

Finally, after kissing up and down her body, sucking and biting on her nipples, nipping at her neck, I say in her ear, “Tell me what you want.”

Her cheeks turn a little pink because she knows what I’m doing. This