Bad Boy Blues(67)

It sinks into my skin, his breath, making me moan.

“You show me your gorgeous fucking tits when I ask you to.”

I swallow and work on my buttons, lust pricking every inch of my skin. My fingers shiver but Zach helps me. He covers them with his hand before undoing the buttons for me.

He groans lustfully when my breasts come into view, cupped by a simple blue cotton bra. “Jesus. I think this time you killed me.”

I chuckle. “Then how are you still talking?”

Zach’s bent over me, his abs flexing and curling, like in worship, rubbing his open mouth, his nose, his entire face in my cleavage. Making me feel… beautiful and pretty and not overly large and heavy.

I’m his prize.

“God,” he groans again as he pulls down my bra and sucks on my nipple.

I jerk in his lap and clutch him to me. If this is what takes away his suffering, then I’ll show him my tits every chance I get.

“You’re gonna pull down your uniform every time I ask, aren’t you?”

I rock against him again because he read my mind. “Yes.”

Groaning, he gives a long, tight suck before letting go of my breast. “Fuck yeah, you will. You’ll bare your tits for me. Every day. Multiple times a day. Whenever I’m hard up for it. You’ll come to my room and make my bed. And then, I’ll throw you down on it, tear your clothes off, get out your tits and suck on them. You’ll writhe for me, won’t you?”

I nod, almost whimpering.

“You will. I’ll keep sucking on it and sucking on it and you’ll make a mess on the bed. You’ll cream my sheets. You’ll leave a wet spot, yeah?”

“Yes. For you.”

Anything for him.

Zach’s hands have gotten rough on my ass, both desperate and reverent. I’m actively humping against him now. I can’t help myself. I’m rocking against his dick. His pre-cum is sliding down, mixing in with my own cream.

We’re both making a mess on each other.

“Yeah, you will.” He can’t stop kissing me and I can’t stop kissing him back. “Sometimes, I’ll get you on your knees, Blue. I’ll put your ass up in the air and flip your skirt. I’ll eat you out from behind and your tits will dangle like forbidden fruits.”

“Zach…”

My eyes scrunch shut at all the things he’s saying to me. All graphic, erotic, filthy things.

“Yeah, that one will be hard. I won’t know where to go first. To your sweet pussy or your naughty tits. So I’ll punish you then. For tempting me like that. For making me choose.”

“H-how?”

He nips at my lower lip. “I’ll play with your ass. You liked that, didn’t you?”

I jerk out a nod, barely catching my breath. My body’s so filled up with lust and his words that there’s no space for air.

“Next time, I’ll stick my finger in it. I’ll lube it up real nice using your pussy juice. And when I’m kissing you, shoving my tongue down your throat, I’ll finger your ass, Blue. I’ll finger it until you come all over my bed. All over my sheets.”

Our movements are frantic. I’m almost jumping up and down on him, making my tits bounce. Zach’s eyes go from my lips to my eyes to my breasts.

Nothing, nothing at all, has ever made me feel so desirable.

“But then… I-I’ll have to change your sheets.”

Chuckling, he moves to my neck to lick up a drop of sweat. “You’ll do it. I have faith in you. As soon as I’m done with you, you’ll get up and make my bed again. You’ll straighten out your dress, re-braid your hair and walk out of here and no one will know a thing, right?”

I’m so close. So fucking close and he won’t stop talking and I don’t know what to do but to keep moving against him and say yes.

“Yeah, you will. It’s a shame, isn’t it?”

“Why?”

“It’s a shame no one will know what a good little maid you are. How dedicated to the job. How you serve me. How you take away my suffering. My pain. No one’ll know that.”

“It’s okay.”

“Nah, I’ll put in a good word for you, baby.” Zach grips my ass hard and pushes back against me and I come.

With his rumbled words in my ears and his dick pressing against my clit, I’m shaking on his lap. Shaking like a leaf in the wind. Or maybe like the ground during an earthquake.

And then, it’s Zach’s turn.

He comes with a groan, his forehead pressing against mine, his breaths covering me in a sweaty, misty film.

He’s juddering against me and I notice the drops of his cum spilled on his stomach, his jeans, in my panties. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.

Still panting and sweaty, he lowers me on the bed, half-dressed and indecent. From this angle, the sun glares down at me but Zach blocks it with his big body.

He wraps his hand around my neck and growls, “Who are you?”

Even though I have very little energy left, I still arch my back. As if his voice is a call from my master.

“Your prize.”

His fingers flex around my throat in possession and he bends down to smack a hard kiss on my lips. “As long as I’m here.”

I would’ve smiled, because really, I’m happy and I feel cherished.