Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 89

Jaden pov

"Oh yes, god." She moaned as she ground down harder against me, pulling my hair as she did.

My hands held her hips, forcing her to grind against my tongue at a pace she wouldn't stand a chance with. She was already dripping when we started, and she's going to absolutely hate me when I don't let her cum, but she needs to be taught a lesson.

"Fuck, so good." She cried, squeezing her thighs around my head, one of the cues I'll use to know when to stop.

The burning sensation in my scalp as she tries to pull my face closer makes me chuckle at her desperation. It's been three weeks since I last fucked her. New Years was a night to remember. I made sure of that. I can tell by the way her moans shifted that she was nearing her peak, so I flattened my tongue against her throbbing clit and grazed it with my teeth, feeling her spine shudder under my fingers as I did.

"Oh shit." The shortness of breath was the final clue that I needed to flip her over, making her lose all form of stimulation I was giving her. "No fuck. Please, don't." She whined, trying to push her hips out to meet my face, me still being between her legs.

"You were the one that asked for a punishment baby. You act like a whore and I'll treat you like one. But the difference is, I'll treat you like my whore. I will use you however I see fit. You asked for it, so you're going to fucking take it." I silenced her, kissing up her thighs.

She held a pained look in her eyes, almost as if she was regretting her decision for a split second. But all of the regret left as her eyes became shrouded with temptation. She had one of two options here and it was either going to get her what she wanted, or ensured I'll be able to watch her suffer.

"How much did this dress cost?" I asked, placing my legs either side of her hips so I was straddling her waist, keeping her pinned down until I said otherwise.

"Seventy five." She huffed out, her chest heaving. Perfect.

With no other hesitation, I grabbed the fabric and started pulling, hearing it rip, violently. I ripped it all the way down, the force making her boobs bounce as I did. Now her body was completely exposed to me, and I intended to use it how I wanted. I was still sat over her waist, but I could feel her struggle underneath me, her body writhing in anticipation.

"You just can't stay still, can you?" I teased, running my fingers down her sternum and stopping just below her naval where my body got in the way.

"Please do something." She breathed out, keeping her eyes on the ceiling.

"Look at me." I instructed, earning a shake of her head in response. "Look at me, Lizzie." I said louder, gaining her attention and making her eyes snap down to mine.

"What?" She panted.

"You wanted to act like a whore. I warned you what would happen if you tried anything, and yet you still did." She moaned as my fingers manipulated her nipples, pushing her chest up into my hands. "You then proceeded to ask for a punishment, for doing what you did. I only think it's fair." I shrugged, sitting to the side of her and lightly circling her clit with my fingers.

"Fuck you." She groaned as my fingers lightly pushed into her.

"You should watch that pretty little mouth of yours. It'll get you into trouble one day." I warned, pulling at her bottom lip. "Now, be a good little whore and get yourself off on my fingers." She looked at me for a second, trying to see if I was bluffing or not.

When she realised I wasn't, she shrugged and did as I asked. She slowly started to grind down on my fingers as she spread her legs further. I watched as she brought herself closer and closer to the edge, before pulling my fingers, earning multiple whines and curses from her.