Licking

Zina pov 

I shouldn't allow him to happen every time we're within touching distance. 

It drives me insane with want.

"Let go." | could rip his hands off. But good goddess, I just fucking can't. He presses on the sides in response. The gold in his brown eyes turned molten. "You want a kick to the balls, then just say it."

"Why always so feisty, little mate?"

"Why always such a dick, big mate?" I retorted.

"No need to talk in circles." My fingers curl against the wall., seeking purchase. Some anchor as he bends inches from my mouth, his warm breath teasing my lips that part involuntarily. His low voice a seductive purr, raising goosebumps on my skin as he speaks. "You aching for my dick in your needy cunt? Then just say 

it."

"No I'm not, Fuck you."

"See. That's better."

I glower at him and finally lose my patience as I shove at his stony chest. He doesn't budge. Not even an inch. What is he made of? Granite. Cement. 

"What would be better for you is to step back.Unless you want to go to the party with two broken hands," I threaten.

His fingers tighten, suffocating and sending shock waves down my body. It feels exhilarating. A rush of thrill coursing through my limbs.

"I don't believe you really want my hand gone from your delicate neck." He whispered.

"You're wrong."

"ls that why your nails are practically digging in my waist, my thorny Rose?" he taunts.

I startle and even though I can't look down because of his tight and domineering grip, I can feel my fingers clutching him, using him as an anchor.

And it's not the only thing I notice, Because not only am I holding him, I've also pulled him flush against me until our lower halves touch. My eyes become heavy-lidded as I feel his unmistakable and large bulge. His thick cock pulsing and fighting the confines of his pants as it

presses right against my lower abs.

Fuck me. Why did he have to be big?

He is not your average, run-of-the-mill dick.

I haven't forgotten the sizzling memory of him

in my mouth. Hot. Throbbing. Every inch that he

made me count. I can read the same memory in his

sinful eyes.

I gasp when his head tilts until those soft lips that are always in a cruel scowl ghost over mine.

Teasing me with just a touch. A tiny feeling. I forget about letting him go when he nudges my nose with his, his parted lips roving over my cheeks, my lips. Doing everything but kissing.

No. Kissing and him shouldn't even be in the same sentence.

"Jared... What are you playing at?" I ask in defeat. He has me trapped, crowded, and under his mercy.

My eyes drift close as he tilts my head farther back and he practically growls, "I hate the dress you're wearing.'

"What? You bought it." Shock laces my voice.

"I hate the way it's touching your skin. Hate the way it's distracting me with the shape of your perky tits. Just a perfect handful that I could easily swallow one whole in my mouth. I hate it's making me have filthy fantasies that I have no business thinking about when I don't have time to act on them. And I especially fucking hate that it's not lying in a heap on the floor."

My jaw is on the floor by the time he finishes his erotic monologue.

My nipples are hard.

My pussy wet.

I'm still reeling, absorbing. and getting my bearings when his hand disappears from my throat and he drops to his knees. His large hands grasp my waist to stop my fall because I suddenly feel bereft. Once I'm steady enough for his satisfaction does he act.

"Just one taste." He muttered.

"Jar-"

The words die on my tongue when he hikes the skirt of my dress up and spreads my thighs. An animalistic growl erupts from his chest as his feral  eyes feast on my nude thong. The material damp and embarrassingly sticky from my arousal. 

I suck in a sharp breath, shifting, restless with nowhere to go when he traces my slit with the pad of his thumb over my thong. His gaze locked on the movement of his finger. Up. Down. Deep.

Circling when it reaches my clit. Coaxing it out to play.

"So pink." Rubbing. "So drenched." Dipping. "So enticing." Pinching.

The wet material is pushed aside and one Long finger is thrusted to the hilt in my clenching walls. I buck against his palm grinding on my clit while he keeps his digit lodged deep. He rubs it around in my channel, searching a spot I know hardly any man can find. Yet he does in one second and presses down. Hard. Tapping and teasing it until I dripped down his wrist.

"Oh god. Fuck," I cry out, moaning and desperate to ride his finger, which he intentionally doesn't allow me to.

 I almost whine when he pulls it out, certain he's about to leave me hanging and this moment was just another tactic to make me powerless. My train of thought screeches to halt when a second finger joins and thrusts inside me.

"So impossibly tight.," he grunts harshly while fingering me deep.

My own fingers seeking pleasure hidden away in the night is nothing against him. They didn't even bring an ounce of ecstasy compared to him.

"Forget your ass, I'l have to prepare your cunt so | can fuck it with my cock without bruising you, wife." His voice was tight with barely controlled lust. "Even though the idea has appeal."

"Shut up and suck me." I growled.

"Good idea."

His lips press against my pussy in an open-mouthed kiss.

I whimper in shock and pleasure and everything in between when his head dips and takes a long Lick of my slit. ALL the while his rhythm doesn't slow down. Instead, it becomes punishing and rough like he hates how much he's enjoying my taste yet can't stop. 

His tongue swirls around my clit, licking and sucking the throbbing nub. Sharp teeth nip and serape, adding delirious pain that adds to the ache building in my core. 

A third finger joins deep in my pussy. The stretch burning is so good.

Again, I try to ride his hand but he uses his free one to flatten against my belly and hold me immobile against the wall. The same thrill of being dominated by this psycho fills and thrums underneath my skin. But I need more. 

"Please," I beg.

The air cackles as he freezes. Fingers seizing inside me as our eyes connect. Mine are drugged on lust, the need to come and to end the ache while his mirrors the same.

"Say it again," he rasps.

"Please."

"Louder."

"Please let me come."

Those devious eyes darken and he demands more. Always more than I'm willing to give. "Now Say it with my name on those red Lips. Zina."

Our eyes are locked in a battle as I glare at his pleased expression. But my body's needs win and give in to him. "Please, daddy."

"Good girl."

Damn him. It's like he knows every dark secret I possess. The need to be owned, possessed, craved with an urgency.

 Because in the next breath, his mouth is devouring me, eating my pussy with so much hunger and vigor like he's been starved his whole life.

My back bows when he bites down on my clit, his tongue lashing and flicking as he holds it between his teeth while his fingers continue their assault on my pussy. Ripping out his fingers after three more vicious thrusts, he replaces it with his tongue and pushes deep.

"Yes. Yes," I scream.

"Ride my tongue." He orders after easing his grip on my belly. "And don't you dare stop until I tell you. Until I'm soaked in your cum, your wetness. I want to taste you on my tongue all night long, Zina.

His mouth. His oh-so filthy mouth.

I don't recognize myself as I obey him and slide my fingers in his hair so I can feel his talented tongue even deeper. I ride his face with abandonment and it spurs him on because his hands find my ass and squeeze. 

His pleasured growl sending vibrations up my spine gives me sensory overload.

I'm greedy as I use his mouth for my pleasure.

"Oh fuck, Jared." I whimper, moan, cry.

He tongue fucks me harder. I'm so lost., delirious, and distracted by the orgasm barreling down on me that I don't notice until his thumb dips between my ass cheeks and pushes against my forbidden entrance. 

One nudge and that's all it takes for me to shatter around him.

"Jared!"

"Fucking delicious," he praises, sounding far away.

It takes a few minutes to come down to earth from the mind-shattering orgasm. 

"Oh and change your dress, I tore it up."

This stupid man.