Buy Me 2 (Mistress Auctions, #2)(28)

“We’re getting the floor wet.”

“Fuck it, I don’t care.”

Mandy laughs a little and starts to slide down my body. I move down with her, going to the floor, our bodies slippery from the bubbles. Grabbing her hips, I turn her towards the tub, so she’s bent over the side. I kneel behind her, spreading her legs wide and pulling her ass to me. “Grip the edge, kitten. I need to f*ck you.”

I need to bond my body with hers and connect us as much as possible. I need to be inside her cunt. I need to mark what’s mine, what has only ever been mine.

Grabbing my cock, I line it up at her entrance and thrust in hard. She lets out a moan and grips the edge of the tub as I start to pound into her. I reach up and grab her hair with both hands, wanting to hold on to the reins. Her nipples press against the cool marble along the side of the tub, causing them to get harder with every stroke. I look down to where we are connected and see my cock sliding in and out of her tight channel. Every time I pull out, I can see her * gripping me, trying desperately to pull me back in. When I thrust back inside, I can see my cock being squeezed, and it makes me cum a little with every stroke. I’m having one long orgasm, constantly cumming as I f*ck her.

I need her to cum with me so I can feel my ownership of her *. I want her cunt beating out a message in Morse code—a message begging my cock for more.

I move my hand from her hair and reach around her hip to rub her clit. It’s hard and dripping wet from the mixture of my cum and her honey. I rub her for a second before I pull my fingers away.

“No! Please, Sir, don’t stop.”

“I just need a taste, kitten.” I suck my fingers, tasting her sweetness as I lick them clean. I just need the flavor of her * in my mouth as I cum.

Taking my fingers out of my mouth, I put them back to her clit and she moans in appreciation. I feel her clench around my cock as I start to f*ck her a little more roughly.

“Harder,” she whispers.

“Say it louder. If you want it, kitten, let me hear it.”

“Harder, Sir.” This time it’s loud enough to echo in the bathroom, and I give her what she wants. I thrust hard, my balls making smacking sounds as they hit her sticky *. I tighten my grip on her hair and pull her head back, exposing her neck while I keep rubbing her clit. I rub it hard, and then give it a pinch as I lean forward and bite her shoulder at the same time.

Mandy tenses and her orgasm rocks through her, loud and long. She shouts my name and that’s all it takes. I hold myself inside her, cumming at the same time. We are both lost to the feeling of complete and total bliss, molding together as one.

I don’t know how long we lie on the floor of the bathroom, connected and trying to find earth, but when I remember where I am, I smile. The devil has finally found heaven.





9





Mandy





“Please, Sir, I can’t take anymore,” I beg as he eats my *.

I’m cuffed to the bed and he’s been going at me for hours, but I’ve come to realize time passes in a blur when we end up tangled together in bed. Minutes have no meaning as time stands still. The outside world drops away and it’s only him and me. At least, that’s how he makes me feel.

“You take what I give you, kitten.” Pulling away from me, he prowls up my body, kissing, sucking, worshiping me the whole way until his mouth is on mine, his cock pushing inside me.

“God, your * gets so excited when I take you like this. Do you like knowing that I can do whatever I want to you? That you can’t stop me? I could leave you tied to our bed all day and just use you for pleasure whenever my cock gets hard again,” he grunts into my ear as he thrusts in and out of me.

I stare up into the mirror above the bed, watching his big body move over mine. I’m sprawled out for the taking, just how we both like it.

“You’d never stop f*cking me. I don’t think that thing goes down.”

“You’re right. I’d f*ck my little kitten to death.” He nibbles at my neck as his thrusts grow more forceful. I can’t stop staring at him in the mirror. His ass clenches with each full thrust, like he can’t get himself deep enough inside me.

“You’re going to come for me again.” My body seems to do whatever he commands, something I’ve come to accept over the past few weeks. He has more control over my body than I do— it does whatever he wants it to, even if I try to fight it.

“I don’t think I can.”

“You’ll do as you’re told.” He slips one hand between us and strokes my clit in time with his thrusts. Using his other hand, he braces himself over me, drawing my eyes to his. The intensity of his gaze throws me over, and once again my body is a slave to his demands. I toss my head back, moaning out his name and giving him the orgasm he craves.

“Gets me every time,” he grunts, still staring down at me while thrusting his warm cum into me. “Nothing is hotter than watching you get off.” He takes my mouth in a slow sweet kiss before he pulls out of me, letting his cum slip from my body.

“How about the time I stripped naked and crawled over to you and gave you a blowjob when you were on that Skype conference call?” I smile just thinking about that day. I had met up with Tiffany for lunch and she taught me some of her moves.