“No!” Jesus. As if he needs to ask that. It’s one thing feeling his fingers there, his hard cock, but his tongue? That just seems very wrong. Especially since my job is heavily focused on hygiene and keeping things clean.
Zeth’s laughter grows louder. Somehow, even more wicked. “Oh dear, angry girl. I thought I’d already shocked the prude right out of you. Seems I was wrong.”
“You’re not going anywhere near my ass with your mouth.”
“Maybe you’re the one that needs the lesson in anatomy. Hate to tell you this, doc, but your pussy is very close to your ass. I’ve spent a considerable amount of time down there already, and let me tell you…I’ve never had more fun in my entire life.”
I squirm some more, only half-heartedly trying to get free. “My ass is not to be licked!”
“Every time you protest, I’m allocating another three minutes to that area of your body,” he informs me. His expression is serious, the tone of his voice deep and resonant. He’s not laughing anymore, which tells me I better shut the fuck up or he’s going to be making me writhe against his mouth for a full half an hour. He’s not really going to do it, though. He wouldn’t, surely?
“That should take us up to forty minutes,” he says evenly. “The next fifteen minutes are for me. Can you guess what I’m going to make you do, angry girl? Do you think you know what I want from you?”
Never in my life have I been the kind of person to bite my lip. Every time I see a woman do it in the movies, it makes me want to smash my fist through the damn screen and scream at the chick to grow some backbone. But right now? If I were a lip biter, right now I’d be damn near trying to chew the thing clean off. I shake my head, a little too intimidated to speak.
Zeth pouts in a way that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand to attention. “Well,” he says. “I’m going to want you on the bed, Sloane. On your back. Your head will be hanging off the edge, and I’m going to stand over you. You’re going to open your mouth for me.” He frees one of his hands, gripping both my wrists with ease in just his right, so he can trace his fingertips lightly over my lips. He pushes his index finger between them, forcing my mouth open. His finger probes inside, running over teeth and tongue. He pushes my mouth open wider, humming to himself, eyes fixed on what he’s doing. He looks fascinated, like he’s already imagining enacting his plans and how good it’s going to feel.
“I’m going to slide myself in there, angry girl. I’m going to fuck your mouth until you can’t take it anymore. You’re going to feel me sliding all the way down, deep into your throat, and you’re going to love it.”
I press my legs together, the muscles in my thighs locking up tight. It feels wrong to admit that I believe him, I am going to love it, but I know that I will. His hands in my hair, pulling tighter and tighter as he grows so hard in my mouth; the way his legs lock when he skirts close to coming; the way his breath becomes ragged and intense—all of these things drive me crazy when I go down on him. And when he’s a little rough…god, I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. I am so ready to jump him and do this already. I want him. No, I need him.
My desire to climb him like a tree is fierce. I want to take hold of the hem of his t-shirt, to bunch it up in my hands, to rip it off over his head, but Zeth still has hold of me by the wrists. They’re pinned high over my head, far from the smooth, solid, delicious feel of his skin, and that is almost too much to bear.
“Would you like me to come in your mouth?” he whispers. “When my cock is deep in your throat, do you want to feel me getting closer and closer? Do you want to hear me roar when I explode everywhere, so you can taste me on your tongue?” He asks me so intensely, brows still knotted together, unblinking, that he looks severe. His mouth is only two inches away from mine. I can’t stop staring at his lips.
Sweet Jesus. I’m a lost cause. I’m done for. I’ll never be the same again. “Yes,” I tell him. “I want you to come in my mouth. Please, Zeth. Please.”
“Good girl. You’re a very good girl.”