And Still | Rhea Ripley | Possessive and Smutty

Part 120 - Out Of Words

I focused on Rhea as she pulled her jumper over her head, leaving her completely topless. Then she pulled her shorts down, and she had no panties on. She was absolutely naked.

She smirked, knowing this was going to be torture for me. She was completely naked, and I couldn't finish. The only thing that would make this worse-

The door to our bedroom knocked.

That wasn't what I was thinking about... but it did make it pretty worse.

Rhea huffed in annoyance, and walked towards the door.

I checked out her really nice behind as she cracked the door open to stick her head out. "What?" She snapped, at I assume Damien.

I heard him chuckle. "Sorry to interrupt whatever is going on in here, but, I just wanted to check on you guys. Make sure everything is fine before I head off to bed."

"It's fine." Rhea answered like Damien was stupid.

"Alright, no need to attack me, I was just looking out for you guys. I see you're in a foul mood. Good luck Florence!" He shouted and heard him take some steps away.

Rhea nearly slammed the door and slowly walked back to me.

It's like she was debating what to do in her head, and it come to her mind as she got close. "Can you bend over?" Rhea asked softly, hands coming to rest on my thighs.

Bend over? I shrugged. "I think so." I carefully went on my side and bent over the bed. It was a little straining, but Rhea helped ease any amount of discomfort as she put my knees onto the bed. Leaving me on all fours, which was absolutely fine.

I peered over my shoulder as Rhea dropped to her knees and she gripped my hips, pulling down my leggings to my knees, panties in one go.

"So fucking sexy bent over for me like this." Rhea whispered. And I felt her tongue slide up and through my folds, just once.

I let out a small moan, and relaxed my entire body.

"God, I just want to fuck my fiancé." Rhea said and sucked on my clitoris, a little harshly, and flicking her tongue as she did it. My thighs jerked and Rhea pulled away.

"Then do it." I told her nicely, peering back.

Rhea looked at my face then back to between my thighs. "Shut up." She snapped, and I thought she was actually thinking about it. Then she slapped me over my behind. "This is punishment, baby girl. I'm not hearing enough apologies from you. Tell me you're sorry. Apologise to me, Florence." Rhea kissed the back of my thigh and ran her hands up my waist.

"Sorry, Rhea." I got out.

Rhea spoke very quickly. "Uh uh, sorry who?"

I cleared my throat. "Sorry, mami." I fixed myself.

"Good girl." Rhea praised and she scooped her tongue from my clitoris, all the way up and near my back entrance. That made my legs close a little. Rhea was right there to open them. "If you be a good girl, you'll be rewarded, Angel."

Rhea used her tongue again and pressed it inside me, and I let out this tortured moan. My eyes closing on me. Rhea then suddenly flicked her tongue at my back entrance, just a couple times before pulling away. I kept my legs open. "Does Mami's good girl like her ass played with?"

My eyes widened at her words, and I just breathed heavily, unsure if I was to answer that.

"Answer me or I'll take it as a yes."

"Yes." I breathed out.

"Mmm." Rhea hummed, squeezing my behind. "There's that pretty voice." Rhea used her tongue and started licking up and down me. Through my folds and teasingly at my back entrance. I kept my legs open the whole time, hardly speaking and only letting out sweet moans for her. "Fuck. I'm so wet, baby girl."