Wicked Burn(50)

“You make my mouth water, baby.” His jaw clenched when he glanced up and saw that witch’s smile on her lips.

“Push your bra down beneath your nipples.”

He watched as she did what he asked. Her little breasts thrust proudly from the plane of her chest, easily keeping the cups below the tender flesh. The sight of her fat, dark pink nipples poking out of the silk made his cock surge like a snake at the strike. He instinctively reached up to stroke himself as he stepped toward Niall, desperate to sooth the beast within. He spread his thighs, bringing himself down closer to Niall’s level, and leaned down.

“Hmmmm,” he groaned in primitive satisfaction after slipping a plump nipple into his mouth and beginning to suck greedily. Niall writhed against him, trying to increase the pressure of his body against her. In order to fix her into place while he feasted on her breasts, he grabbed her wrists and pushed them against the door above her head. The sounds of her moans and whimpers spiced the boiling brew of his arousal.

He suckled on her until his cock felt like it was going to burst. When he leaned back, keeping Niall’s wrists pinned over her head, and inspected the results of his endeavors, he couldn’t unfasten his pants quickly enough. He shoved them down around his thighs along with his boxer briefs. His cock felt tight and ponderous when he fisted it. It surged in his hand when he noticed Niall’s large hazel eyes fixed on it.

He released her wrists. When she met his gaze he merely glanced downward . . . that was all. And sweet, sexy Niall sank to her knees for him.

“Wait,” he rasped when her hand encircled his shaft. “I want you to use only your mouth. Put both of your hands behind your head.”

His nostrils flared in feral arousal when she followed his instructions and her erect, swollen nipples poked out from her bra even more prominently in her new position. The silence had weight as they both watched while he wrapped her pearl necklace around his cock just below mid-staff, pulling it tight at the side. A desperate little moan leaked past Niall’s lips when he moved his hand, rolling the hard, cool globes back and forth on his erection.

His hand rose, cradling Niall’s head at the back, below where her fingers laced together. “Suck down to the pearls, baby. Wherever I put them, I want your lips kissing them. Do you understand?”

The combination of the stimulation from the rolling pearls and her huge, sexy eyes looking up at him almost made the instructions unnecessary. He was going to have to start blindfolding her when she gave him head.

“Niall?” he prompted when she didn’t answer immediately.

She nodded quickly.

He rolled her pearls down to the ridge beneath the head of his cock.

“Open,” he ordered tensely. He gripped her hair in his hands, holding her steady, wanting to penetrate her instead of having her enfold him. Her lips immediately closed around him in a tight hold. He grunted in primal pleasure at the sensation of the tip of his cock sliding along her warm tongue. She began to flutter her tongue everywhere on the head while he stroked himself with the pearls.

Shit. He wasn’t going to be able to take much of this. But while he could, he was going to squeeze out every last bit of the pleasure.

He pulled the pearls back several inches on his cock. Without waiting for her to come to him he flexed his ass, sliding his cock into Niall’s warm mouth until her widely spread lips bumped against the pearls. He’d let her take the initiative once the pearls were rolling on the back half of his cock. But right now she could easily manage a face f*ck.

“That’s a good girl,” he muttered thickly. “Hold still while I f*ck your pretty mouth.” She stared up at him while he pumped between her lips. As usual the sight drove him a little crazy. His grip on her pearls tightened slightly and the pace of his moving hand increased. After a moment of plunging between her lips he stilled inside her mouth and beat at his cock with the gems. Niall moaned shakily as the pearls gently slapped against her lips. He could tell by the expression in her eyes that she liked it almost as much as he did.

He rolled the pearls back to mid-staff and waited. She dipped her head forward, pushing him to the back of her mouth. Her lips tapped against the pearls after she’d pulsed him in and out between her lips three times. Vic kept still and watched her for a minute while she slid back and forth on his cock. She looked so beautiful with her cheeks hollowed out as she applied a healthy suck. Her eyes shone with lust as she gazed up at him.

“Come on back, baby,” he whispered hoarsely a minute later as he rolled her pearls to the back half of his cock. He took a step back with his right thigh so that he could stroke himself with the pearls unhindered, without bumping into his thigh. He both saw and felt the moment when the tip of his cock slipped into Niall’s muscular throat, stimulating her gag reflex. She flinched at the contraction of her throat, but then he saw her breathe deeply through her nose, calming herself.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he praised as she accustomed herself to his presence and began to move up and down on him in a sleek, rapid rhythm. Since she couldn’t easily balance herself without the help of her hands, he gripped his fingers tightly in her hair, making sure that as her movements became more strenuous, she didn’t fall forward on him and choke herself.

He couldn’t take much more of this exquisite torture. His cock felt like it was going to burst through the stretched, tight skin that covered it. A burning sensation began to grow at the base of his spine, warning him that orgasm hovered close. He rolled the pearls back to within an inch of his balls. Sweat coated his abdomen and neck. His breath came harsh and ragged as he watched Niall struggle to take him deeper.