“No, but when you weren’t here I spent many nights pretending my fingers were you driving me to my orgasm.” Her eyes flutter open and pierce me with a look. “I used to picture your face with each push of my fingers and when I finally came I called your name every time.” She slipped one of her fingers inside of her. “So much nicer looking at the real thing.” She moaned softly, adding another finger.
I swallowed hard, remaining perfectly still as she slipped her fingers out of her pussy and let her hands cup her tits, spilling out of the palms of her hands. “Did you think of me when we were apart?” She pinched one of her nipples until it turned rigid, letting out a short gasp. She threw one leg over the edge of the tub water splashing all over the floor. With her free hand, she caressed her cunt again.
“Did you touch yourself and wish it was my mouth wrapped around your cock?”
“I taught you how to dirty talk,” I said gruffly, dropping to my knees in front of the tub, my big hand closing over her kneecap holding her still as her fingers charged in and out of her body. Her body arched with each stroke of her fingers, her pace quickening.
“Always liked a lady on your arm and a slut in your bed, didn’t you Anthony?” She whispered harshly. “Tell me! Did you dream of my fucking mouth every time you came in your hand?”
She was pushing me again, and she was going at it hard. I squeezed her knee as my eyes met hers.
“Every fucking time,” I ground out.
“You want my mouth now don’t you?” She asked breathlessly, her hand moving even quicker, driving herself to the edge. She was almost there but not quite.
“You want my cock?” I asked roughly, reaching into the water to grab the wrist of her hand she was using. I tugged on it, pulling her fingers out of her pussy and held her still. She’d fucking come but not by her own doing, not while I was standing right in front of her. I’d fuck her brains out and make her come until her body couldn’t handle it anymore. Game on.
The heat evident in her eyes as she stared at me, moving quickly to sit all the way up wrapping her free arm around my neck and pulling me towards her. Her mouth crashed onto mine and it was over. She had been playing with fire and now she had unleashed the animal I had been keeping caged up.
I reached into the bath water, wrapped my arms around her waist, and lifted her out of the tub, her body wet, and clinging to mine as I stood up not breaking the kiss. I claimed her mouth, owning every part with the sweep of my tongue, scraping her tongue with my teeth. Water splashed over the wall of the tub onto the floor. She wrapped her legs around me, more water dripping off her body onto the tiles.
I carried her into my bedroom leaving a trail of bath water behind us. I prayed Mike didn’t come home, not really giving two fucks if he did because there was nothing that would stop me from fucking Adrianna raw.
I dropped her down onto my bed, watching as she bounced off the mattress, her tits jumping, begging me to take them into my mouth. I grabbed the waistband of my shorts and pushed them down my legs, freeing my cock that was harder than a slab of concrete and pressed my knee into the mattress.
“This what you want?” I asked her as I reached behind her, gathering her hair in my fist and giving it a slight tug. “You want me to fuck you, Reese’s?”
She leaned forward, inviting the pull of her hair and whispered harshly against my ear. “Like it’s your last fucking chance.”
“You threatening me?” I questioned. “Because that won’t fucking work. You’re fucking mine, you understand that?” I pushed her down onto the bed, tightening my grip on her hands and pinning them over her head as I stared at her. It was time she learned a lesson, the most important one I’d ever teach her. “It don’t matter if you aren’t in my bed every single night or if we’re not together for the whole world to know, you are mine Adrianna. You need something, anything you call me. You need a light bulb changed, a gallon of milk in the middle of the night, whatever the fuck it is…You. Call. Me. That boy of yours needs something…you call me. And you sure as shit call me when your pussy needs to be fucked. You understand me?”
“Shut up!” She hissed, closing her hand around my cock. “Don’t fucking tease me Anthony, I want it all or nothing but just this once, I’ll settle for whatever this is.”
“You want it all? I’ll give it all to you,” I grunted, slamming my hard cock deep inside of her. I closed my eyes briefly savoring the feel of her. “Still the tightest pussy I ever had.” I mumbled, trying to push deeper between the constraints of her tightness.
She tried to break free from my hold but I slammed her wrists back down into the mattress.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Bianci,” she ground out through clenched teeth before falling back into the plush mattress and lifting her hips. “Now fuck me right.”
It took all my will power to hold myself still, my dick buried deep inside of her, the walls of her pussy clenching around it. I let go of one of her hands and cupped her chin, forcing her to look me in the eye.
“Tell me what I want to hear Reese’s,” I warned.
“Why? You never tell me what I want to hear?”