SOUL TIES (The Sánchez Brothers Series, Book 1)

CHAPTER 9 : DEBBIE

"Please."

My pathetic plea made a wolfish grin appear on his face. There was something about his facial expressions that was very intoxicating, it was almost on par with his ministrations.

"You like that, don't you?" A moan escaped my gaping lips while my brain tried to register his enquiry. It was hard to think when my brain was hazy with lust. What was his question again? Did I like what he was doing? My body knew the answer too well and I nodded frantically. "Words, Debbie."

If I wasn't experiencing a surge of dopamine hormones coursing through my body, I'd have scowled at the man and probably even given him the middle finger. Who did he think he was? Regardless of my pride, I did his bidding. "Y-yeah, yeah I do."

His tongue swiped the outer shell of my ear for a couple seconds before his teeth replaced it and pulled my earlobe in the most sensual way. The gentle assault on my ear rivaled the frenzied activities of his fingers between my legs. His whispers of filthy words increased my heart rate to the max. I wouldn't last long if he kept that up.

"You're a nasty, little girl, aren't you?" He trekked down my body slowly with his lips and I whimpered. It was getting out of hand, I was already on the brink and he was trying to push me over the edge. "Look at you, soaking up my bed. You should be ashamed of yourself, pretty." He sneered his derogatory words and I whined when his fingers left my heated core.

"Please." His mocking chuckle floated in my ears before his teeth tugged my still-tender nipple. I tried to rub my thighs together, maybe I'd be able to relieve some tension that way. However I couldn't do that because his thigh was between mine. I usually loved how he tortured me, but sometimes it was too much. "P-pl-please."

"Since you asked nicely." His wet tongue drew a lazy line in my flooded centre and I let out a sigh of relief. Finally. "I love when you beg, Debbie." His dentures grazed my clitoris and a string of profanities flew out of my lips. "It makes me want to do terrible things to you. Things that'll make you beg again." My hand left the duvet and settled in his silky hair. "You want me to do those things, don't you?"

"Y-yes. Yes, please." I hated how pathetic I sounded but I couldn't help it, I was at his mercy and he wasn't being very merciful.

He clocked his tongue in derision and I shuddered in anticipation of the scornful words that were sure to come. "You're such a desperate, little thing." His warm breath against my pussy made me shiver in ecstasy. "You're wetter than a loofah right now, I don't need to wait any longer to fuck you. That's perfect cos my dick is so hard, it's starting to hurt."

His dick prodded at my hole and instinctively, I clamped around him. "Fuck, don't do that. I won't last long if you grip me that tight." I nodded like a submissive girl and released my pelvic muscles.

He tried again and started moving at a steady pace. Hard and slow. His deep grunts, my high-pitched moans, the wet squelching sounds from where our bodies joined and the headboard whenever my head hit it, they all formed a mesmerizing symphony that echoed in the room.

"Say my name, Debbie. I want every fucker to know who's fucking your brains out." I gasped when he hit a little harder. "Say my fucking name."

"David."

A smack on my tits and I whimpered at the delicious pain. "Again."

"David."

I woke up with a start. My heart was pounding hard against my ribcage and my body was sleek with sweat. "Oh, God." I muttered as I looked around disoriented. What the hell was going on? My eyes narrowed in the semi darkness as fragments of my dream came to me.