over and sucking deep as he marks me again. I bury my face in my pillow to muffle the noises coming up my throat, but I know he can hear them anyway.
His chest shakes with quiet laughter, his body moving again as he kisses a slow trail of the line of my spine, his hands teasing my sides, brushing my breasts where they’re crushed against the mattress.
When he reaches the nape of my neck, he wraps the length of my hair around his hand and moves it to kiss me on the soft spot just below the hairline.
I can’t control my body’s reaction, the way I jump at his every touch. It’s almost painful how bad I need him in other places, my thighs sliding together as if that can stop the pulse of my swollen clit.
Using my hair to tug my head to the side, he presses his mouth to my ear.
“I bet if I splay your legs open right now and slide my fingers inside your pretty cunt, I’ll discover it’s not fighting you want.”
I whimper, fucking whimper, at the need he’s driving through me.
“I bet I’ll find that all those dirty thoughts you had when you were younger were meant just for me.”
Fingertips trace down my spine, slipping beneath my panties and along the crease of my butt. He dips his fingers down lower to find I’m practically dripping, and his lips stretch into a grin.
Gently teasing my slit, he refuses to push his fingers inside, my hips bucking against the mattress as if to force him.
“I happen to love how much of a slut you are. How much you love to be ridden hard.”
Two fingers slide inside me, and I cry out, my muscles clenching over them, demanding he pump his hand and find that spot inside me that drives me mad.
When his hands start pumping, he keeps talking, his voice as slow and sensual as his touch.
“You have no inhibitions when you sleep. No concern for what I see, or touch or taste. I hope you know that. You spread your legs so fucking wide just begging to be filled. I’ve never seen something so pretty.”
His fingers push deeper, and I’m riding them, not caring how wet it sounds, not giving a damn at all about Ari knowing how wild he makes me.
“If I get you off now, will you spread the same for me while awake?”
I nod my head, my eyes clenched shut because he’s intentionally teasing my pussy with his fingers without pushing deep enough.
And I can feel it, that smile. The bastard only feels joy when torturing me, apparently.
A sensual whisper. “Do you promise to behave?”
Another nod. “Please, Ari. Just...please.”
“Please what?”
“Make me come,” I beg, no longer concerned for what he’s done. I just need this, need him, need that push over the edge he’s been teasing for what feels like hours.
“My pleasure.”
His fingers pull out to slip down and circle my clit, to pinch, to tease before sliding back to pump inside me and find that spot that shoves me over the precipice of control.
His body presses to mine, the hard ridge of his erection against my hip as he torments me with a hard thrust of his fingers, stretching them apart to widen me before thrusting them inside deeper.
Moans fall over my lips as my body jerks with such a violent orgasm that I bounce over his hand, riding his fingers as I chase it like a wanton whore.
I can feel the slickness of his fingers, know I’ve made a mess, but I can’t speak through the tremors, can’t see anything but the stars bursting behind my eyelids.
He continues pumping his hand until my body relaxes, until I’m so out of breath I’m panting over the pillow.
Teeth lightly nip my ear, and he pulls his hand from my panties to lift them to his mouth.
After sucking his fingers clean, he moves again, flips me to my back and runs a possessive eye up my body.
“Take off your pants,” I beg, my voice shaky, my eyes capturing him with the desperation I feel to see all of him. Every part.
He grins. “I was getting to that. I didn’t take you as the impatient type.”
“You’re torturing me on purpose.”
“Observant, too,” he says as he drags the panties from my legs, stepping off the bed while he pulls them from my ankles.
“Show me how good you can be.”
When my knees lock together, he cocks his head to the side and lifts a brow.
I