Ignite (The Disciples 4) - Page 42

I like it.

“Come here,” I demand.

Her eyes bolt to mine. The battle she’s having is real. Christ, this girl needs to be fucked and fucked hard. She’s so turned on by watching me that her nipples look like they’ll pop out of her small top.

“I wasn’t lying,” she rasps. I reach down with one hand and rub my hard balls, pushing more blood into my cock.

“Which part? The needing to be married because you’re religious or that you’re a virgin?” My nostrils flare as she licks her lips, her tongue almost begging me to suck on it.

“The virgin part—”

I smile at her and she shifts her legs as if she’s uncomfortable.

“I don’t fuck virgins. And the way you’re looking at me, Cookie, makes me think you need to be fucked… hard. You sure you want to stick with that story?”

A small moan comes from her mouth and suddenly I don’t care what her deal is. Everything has changed and the time for stopping is gone.

“Come here,” I say, and like a good girl she does. She stops at the side of my bed. Her eyes are almost slits as she gazes at me like a cat in heat. Her body is glowing and I haven’t even touched her.

“Sit.”

Her eyes dart to my face, but her primary focus is on the thick erection in my hand, which I continue to stroke.

“You like watching me, Antoinette?”

She swallows and slightly nods. I grin. “Good girl.” My hand tightens on my cock. I could jet off right now, but I think I’ll wait and shoot my load down her pretty throat. As I breathe through my nose and hold my cock for her to inspect, a perfect drop of semen seeps out of the tip.

“Lick it.”

Wide-eyed, she stares at me, her eyes like giant amethyst orbs. And I know that this is the one who might be my downfall. She leans her head down, her lips hovering at my tip. I can feel her breath as she summons her nerve.

Is she playing or is all that naivete real? Right now, I couldn’t care less as I watch her lips wrap around the rim of my dick. And then she sucks. Just enough to make my eyes roll back in my head, enough to know that I’m not letting her go until I’m ready. I fight the need to grab her, thrust her head all the way down onto my thick cock.

That can come later.

“Up,” I say. She pops off and I stroke her cheek.

“Take off your leggings, baby.” She blinks at me but again obeys and my cock leaks again.

“No panties?”

“I didn’t have that bag.” Her voice is raspy.

“Get on the bed.” She hesitates.

I sit up and reach for her, easily picking her up by her small waist. She gasps and spreads her legs, her hands reaching for my chest as I make her straddle me.

“Wait, Axel.” She tries to scramble away.

“Shh, I’m not gonna fuck you.” I hold her hips so she can’t move. She’s on her knees and her waxed cunt taunts me. But I meant it. I’m not putting my cock inside her tonight. Now my tongue and finger, I can’t guarantee.

“Did you decide to do this? Or did Crystal make you wax everything?”

“Crystal said everything,” she whispers, her face turning a deeper pink. “I’m nervous, Axel.” Her nails dig into my chest.

“I know.” I reach up to rub her lips with my thumb as I stroke her neck. “You don’t have to be nervous. I’m gonna take care of you.” Her entire body relaxes, and I don’t think I have ever wanted a woman like I want her.

This one is mine.

“You aren’t going to… you know…”

“Shh.” I roll us over so she’s lying on my pillow. “Spread your legs.” Our eyes meet and she doesn’t move. I lean up and stand, frowning at her.

“Open.”

She’s panting slightly but looks at me and slowly opens her legs.

“Oh God.” She puts her arm over her eyes.

“Good girl,” I praise her as she licks her lips.

“Take off your top. I want to see those tits.” She groans again but sits up, throws off her top, and lies back on the pillows.

She’s aroused and she’s not lying: I think she’s a fucking virgin.

I’m sure I’ll regret this later, but a nuclear bomb could go off and even that wouldn’t stop me.

“That’s it, baby, let me see this glistening pussy.”

She moans and it’s like a drug.

She’s mine.

“Take your finger and fuck yourself.” I reach down to my cock, which is so hard it’s almost painful.

“What?” She leans up on her elbows.

“I said fuck yourself.”

Her eyes dip to my cock as I slowly stroke up and down. Her lips are at the perfect level for me to grab the back of her head, but I need her to do what I say, plain and simple.

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