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I get to our room and place her on her feet, then I grip the hem of her dress and start liftin' it as she stares at me. She looks indecisive, like she wants to say somethin' but 'asn't plucked up the courage yet.
"Is there somethin' ya wanna tell me, Tiny?" I ask lettin' her dress go. I won't strip her until she answers.
"N-no." She stutters, and now I know she's lyin'.
"Just tell me," I say as I take my cut off, and then my tee, and she takes in my ink, bitin' her lip. "Tiny?" I prompt, gettin' her attention back on my face.
"What did you say?" She asks like she 'asn't got a clue what we're talkin' about.
"I said…" I start as I shove my bottoms down and step out of them. "Was there somethin' ya wan'ed ta tell me?" She gulps like she's nervous, then opens her mouth only to close it again. So I reach for her dress again, liftin' it in the middle. "Baby. If ya don't tell me, I'm gonna 'ave ta tease it outta ya." I rub her pussy through her panties, and her eyes roll into the back of her head. "Wha' ya -"
"Please don't make me say it." She groans, as I kiss her neck and pull her panties to one side, and swipe my finger through her soaked folds.
"Baby. If ya don't say it, I won't know wha' ya want."
"Slow." She pants.
"That doesn't make much sense, love. Ya want me ta fuck ya slow?" I ask as I lift her dress off of her, then I cup her breasts, makin' her moan. Now I'm not gonna complain, but I know my woman's body, and I swear they're a little bigger, and then I move my hands down her waist and can understand why she feels less restricted in a baggy dress. It's gotta be all those cakes she's been eatin', but it just makes her sexier, more curvy.
"I don't want to… Fuck!" She moans, and I think I understand why she won't say it. It's fuckin' cute as shit. But she wants me to make love to her. She wants me to take my time, and not be as rough as I usually am. So I push her underwear down and lay her on the bed, admirin' how fuckin' beautiful she is, then I lean down and swipe my tongue through her core, before suckin' her clit into my mouth, makin' her moan, and grip the sheets in tight fists.
I start workin' my way up, I kiss, lick and suck first her stomach, her ribcage, her breasts, then I suck a nipple into my mouth and she cries out. I move over her collarbone, up her neck and to her mouth, and slip inside her, makin' us both groan. Then I roll us so she's on top, as it gives her more control and will help me not fuck her brains out.
"Make love ta me then, Tiny." I tease as I pull her hips onto me.
"Don't be an arsehole! I could just ban sex completely if you want to be like that. You've only gone a week without it, what's a few more -" She growls, and goes to get off me. Wow. She's fuckin' mad. I sit up and wrap my arms around her so she can't move.
"Woah, woah, woah, Baby. What's gotten inta you?" I ask her.
"I don't like you taking the piss out of me, Kaden! You threaten to tease me for an answer, only to take the piss when you have it!" She's blowin' this way out of proportion. Even on the cell, she's been 'avin' mood swings, and arguin' with me over nothin', so it looks like I need to be the one to shut this down before it escalates. This is not how I pictured this goin', and certainly not what I need right now.
"I'm sorry, Baby." I apologize as I kiss her neck and rotate my hips.
"You're just saying that because you want sex!" She says through a moan. "I love rough, you know I do, but I haven't seen you in a week! Longer really, because all I seem to be good for these days is sex and the occasional meal you might have time for!" She finishes angrily, trying to get out of my arms while moanin' as I bring her hips back down on me.
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My Dirty Sinner
Romance⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ Please be aware that there are mentions of murder, abuse, torture, rape. Read at your own risk! Contents suitable for +18 very mature with BDSM ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Things with Jace started out great. he was cha...